Tenderness equations! Romance loops and routines! Mathematical models of sexual congress! If only they could teach us how to code a PHP/DSX/HTML/APTTTPP program to automatically produce intimacy, trust, and tits. It's about time men worked out a sure-fire method of how to approach / talk to the other SPECIES like adults/friends/lovers. For years women have been tricking me into buying them expensive cars and babies using their feminine "whales," and what am I left with, except my two best buds MATH & SCIENCE. Maybe George Sodini should have dropped a grand on this instead of a couple hand cannons and a can of Crazyade!
Women are scary vampires.
On a different note, just saw a Burger King commercial advertising their new Mini Whopper, in itself an oxymoron. "This one's a real whopper! But small." The ad ends with the catchphrase, "Big Flame-Fresh Taste!"
No
part
of
which
I
can
even
begin
to
understand.
How would that taste? Like licking a fire? A big tongue? A fresh grill? What the fuck? Why is everything so shitty?
I want to yell.
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