To Whom it May Concern

Get on your knees…unzip my fly…pull out my bag….prop it up in your hand with wrist bent backwards like Hamlet holding Yoricks skull and lick my balls until chapping occurs. This is your role in life. Play it well. There will be no more relationships for me. I tried as best I could and the end result is still the same. I recently had my heart ripped out of my chest and have come to the realization that ALL women are the same. Women have a good poker face. They bluff their way into making you the way they want you and then put a hot bullet right through your chest. From wives that bang one of my best buddies to the woman I just gave my heart to, there is no difference. Pain will be the end result. The true blackness of their hearts stem from Eve’s first pull from the apple tree. Eventually you will realize they are all out to destroy you. I say we should all follow the stereotype of “All men are pigs” and treat them like the pin cushions they really are. I say bang em fast and leave em faster. Get rid of any sensitivity to their feelings because it not what they want. They want to be entertained and drama entertains women. So treat them like garbage so they can complain to their friends. This will keep them coming back for more every time. You want proof? Look around… You will notice that men that are complete jerks to their women get their loyalty, respect, time, adoration and physical affection all of the time. Men who treat their women like queens get pushed away and treated like garbage. So from now on…I will treat all of you demons like the semen sponges you are. You will not get my respect. How can you respect something so deliberately evil and misleading? Instead… I will play all of you little hookers in a way that may drive you to the primal hatred I feel right now. I am probably going to get several calls from different people stating “FMD, I know you and I know you don’t really feel that way. As of now, I do. The way women try and rationalize the way they treat good men by just moving on and blowing them off is an exercise in becoming a complete sociopath. (Look it up) Whew!!! That feels better and of course I am just blowing off steam. Ladies…You know I love you and I didn’t mean a single thing I just wrote. I am just heart broken and needed an outlet…..Or am I telling the truth? Let the games begin!!!!