BigJimsWornOutTires
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Mothers teach their daughters this secret and remind them, "Don't ever share this with men. Their stupid and can never learn this truth!" Well, ladies, time to unbuckle the strap-on. This shit's coming out.
For a penis to be erect, it needs blood from the heart. The penis lack muscles that our arms, pecs, and abs have. As for bone, there is none ... the term 'boner' probably originated from a foid to throw men off — it's blood from the heart that erects the dick.
So for our cocks to be erect, it needs heart. And soul. Women need nothing for their vaginas to work. They just lay there. Legs opened wide like the mouth of a panhandling goose at a public park. "Feed me!"
She requires no blood from her heart. Thus women are heartless. Men work from the heart. Women work from nothing.
Babies aren't even from women. They're our parasites! Ours! We inject the little slimy creeps into their vaginas. They then tiptoe to the egg and rape it. However, my semen parasites like to slither around the egg. Rub themselves on it. Massage it a little. Then they gather together like at a poker table. And size up each other's tails. Whichever one has the longest gets to assault the egg.
Although women with tied tubes, ugh, that's cruel. So my little creeps slither through the birth canal only to find a dead end. No egg to assault. Vicious. Evil. And birth control, ouchie mouchie. So they arrive at the egg and celebrate. Hip, hip, hooray! Hip, hip, hooray! Then one says, "Okay, fellers, time to size them up." Suddenly, while their backs turned as they compare tail sizes, birth control poison sneaks up behind like hot female ninjas in tight spandex, cameltoes and all, and slices their throats — brutal end.
Guys are being played.
PS: I imagine I'm gonna get private message-bombed by the moid pretenders for sharing this knowledge with you. Well, I'll deal with that. I did this for you all! Like a martyr. I'll take the brunt of their man-hating rancor.
For a penis to be erect, it needs blood from the heart. The penis lack muscles that our arms, pecs, and abs have. As for bone, there is none ... the term 'boner' probably originated from a foid to throw men off — it's blood from the heart that erects the dick.
So for our cocks to be erect, it needs heart. And soul. Women need nothing for their vaginas to work. They just lay there. Legs opened wide like the mouth of a panhandling goose at a public park. "Feed me!"
She requires no blood from her heart. Thus women are heartless. Men work from the heart. Women work from nothing.
Babies aren't even from women. They're our parasites! Ours! We inject the little slimy creeps into their vaginas. They then tiptoe to the egg and rape it. However, my semen parasites like to slither around the egg. Rub themselves on it. Massage it a little. Then they gather together like at a poker table. And size up each other's tails. Whichever one has the longest gets to assault the egg.
Although women with tied tubes, ugh, that's cruel. So my little creeps slither through the birth canal only to find a dead end. No egg to assault. Vicious. Evil. And birth control, ouchie mouchie. So they arrive at the egg and celebrate. Hip, hip, hooray! Hip, hip, hooray! Then one says, "Okay, fellers, time to size them up." Suddenly, while their backs turned as they compare tail sizes, birth control poison sneaks up behind like hot female ninjas in tight spandex, cameltoes and all, and slices their throats — brutal end.
Guys are being played.
PS: I imagine I'm gonna get private message-bombed by the moid pretenders for sharing this knowledge with you. Well, I'll deal with that. I did this for you all! Like a martyr. I'll take the brunt of their man-hating rancor.