HAHAHAHA OMG I can’t resist this. I kinda gave up laughing at, poking fun at and even talking about insta moneydommes..cuz there’s just so many of them.and they all sound the same and all become a big dopey blur..but remember Princess Candy? Everyone was hating on Her cuz she was a teenage mom, nudie-cam-whore gone “Domina” and was constantly jacking people’s material (including Mine). She’s sorta disappeared ..wanna know what happened to her? Really ..this is friggin good stuff!
She’s in freaking jail from stealing an ATM-machine from Howard’s MiniMart!
Oh Mah Freaking Gaaawwwwd! Her bond is 100,000! Wow, she’s really gonna need a moneyslave now.
Hiya jerkwads. Some guy who buys stuff every so often bought Me the blender for MY protein shakes, a new webcam, and the Hitachi wand. Yeeehaw!
MY Amazon Wishlist
terrance came back and lost $700. Yes terrance, one NEVER escapes from PRINCESS!! PRINCESS just sometimes gets too busy to notice one of you insects are in hiding..but when I get time..I DO NOTICE..and then catch you up like a bug in FlyPaper.
Been busy working out and trying to get a little bit of sun before Pride weekend, otherwise I’m going to fry in this heat.
Statement against the male genitals
Epigraph: The glans is the brain of the male and the testicles his heart.
Dedicatory: Inspired on the undeniable brutality of the male body (more evident when he is dressed in femenine clothes), on the writings of the Princess, that teach us, male abortions, the proper way to think about ourselves (please Princess write more) and on the SCUM Manifesto, i wrote this. It is dedicated to the Princess and Her wonderful website, that must cost Her a lot of work and dedication. Its objetive is to collaborate with the creation of and exact, therefore negative, vision of the male – accepted by the own male.
Text: Not all natural things are beautiful. Nature is neither good nor perfect. It creates beautiful things but also disgusting things. Insects, for instance. Worms (particularly big colonies are ugly). Bats. Rats. male genitales. Other point of view. The perception of the artist got that fact and michelangelo made his david with childish parts, to minimize his monstrosity, because with the size of his sculpture, david should be impotent. Other point of view. One can realize how hateful the male genitals are imagining a naked man running. This a great situacion, because it reveals its intrinsec ugliness. his legs and arms will move harmonically (relatively to his bestiality), making possible to him run. his trunk and head bended forward will help him to advance faster. But his pitiful penis and his vulnerable testicles ( that invite to kick them) will hang of his crotch useless and clumsy like dead meat. In this situation the male genitals appear like remains of previous stages of evolution that future mutations and natural selection probably will emasculate in time to come. Erected they don’t improve an inch. A man running with an erected pennis is grotesque. Simian. Laughable. Other point of view. Internal organs exposed are ugly in general. Including those of a beautiful Woman. Because an internal organ exposed is in danger. Nature protects them inside the body, covering them with bones, flesh, skin. If you see a human liver, a human heart, a human lung, a human intestine, if you aren’t a physician, you’ll feel repugnance and fear. male genitals are a sort of internal organs that, for a failure of evolution, are naked and exposed. Oher point of view. The area most repugnant of the male genitals is that where the skin of the scrotum sticks over the skin of the crotch. This area is prone to accumulate transpiration and fungus. Other point of view. i have male genitals. They are rough. They are wrapped in limp wrinkled skin. They are like a big hanging hernia. Really i am not proud of them, mainly if i think in the perfection and beauty of the even and empty crotch of the Woman. I had never introduced those ophidian things inside the sacred temple of a Woman and i’ll never will. All my sexual relations till now have been with my hand, with high heeled shoes, and – when i was twenty one , in the army (1 year, obligatory) – when i was masturbated by a mature woman who liked to touch my genitals through the fabric of my pants. In my discharge i’d say that i didn’t choose to be born with those things hanging there. if i were a Woman probably i would be satisfied with my gender. But having been born male i wouldn’t like to be a Woman. Being male i would like instead not to be born at all. i am glad of treasoning my own gender and align myself with its enemy: the Princess, writing this. It’s a sort of redemption. i feel happy. i feel excited. I feel a mad sensuality on my fingers. For adoration of the Princess and Her points of views. Against the genitals that my Mother gave to me.
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