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Female Whale Mountain Beast Aims to be Become an even BIGGER Whale Mountain Beast

Lincoln Adams | March 15, 2010 @ 4:23 pm

You know, when I read things like this, I honestly just want to fall on my own sword (if I had one.)

Let me point out just a couple of the injustices here. One, she’s getting tons of traffic to her blog, which is in turn helping to fund her quest to reach 1,000 pounds. The blog offers nothing more than a chance for men everywhere to watch her gouge on fast food. And for this, she’s raising crazy blog money.

When my mother told me to come up with an original idea to help bring in traffic to my blog, I’m pretty sure this wasn’t what she had in mind. It used to be the only guarantee of getting massive traffic to your site had to involve boobies and kittens (or ideally a mixture of both). I guess now we can add a mountain of flab to the list too.

Secondly, to say nothing of the fact that she is getting the kind of traffic and income stream that I could only dream about, she also has a boyfriend on top of that. A boyfriend. That she met on a plus-sized dating site. Seriously? If that’s plus size, then what’s a size zero, the country of China?

How is it that I can’t even attract mosquitoes if I was covered head to toe in horse poopie, yet Jabba the Hut’s twin sister can get a boyfriend? I see this, and my mind logically concludes that I am somehow more undesirable, repugnant and disgusting than even 200 million year old fossilized dinosaur snot if a whale mountain man-faced hag beast stands a better chance of finding wubsies than I do. Thanks so much ladies, ya really know how to make a guy feel special.

For this however, I blame men. Who is encouraging this behavior but a horde of orca loving male perv monkeys? How is it that society tolerates your existence without grinding all you sickos to ashes with a napalm bomb?

Sigh, I can’t read this crap anymore. I’m gonna go have myself a Ho-Ho now.



It’s not women I hate, it’s the human race (or maybe just Christians)

Lincoln Adams | November 13, 2008 @ 8:34 pm

I always get cheesed whenever a woman blows me off or treats me with utter and pointless disrespect, but when I really stop to think about it, I realize I’ve been treated by dudes the same way too, so this is pretty much par for the course as far as my experience with the human race goes.  Not that I’m into dudes or anything, but it would be kinda nice to find someone I could be B.F.F.’s with again, since it could help take the edge off the fact that I’ll never find the girl of my dreams because women have all become evil spawns of the devil.  Well, at least the ones in New York have.

I remember back when I thought I’d be attending law school, I touched bases with this guy from California.  Had a wife, several kids and a job, but felt “led” to pull up roots and head over to the eastern coast to pursue a career as an attorney.  At the time I was reading and studying several primers on the law to help me get started, so we traded a lot of emails about the law and about preparing ourselves for the fall semester.  Things went south for me so I ended up not attending, but he went on and started his first semester.  We still exchanged emails, and we had planned to do a live chat to work on a “fact pattern” so he could better prepare for his next class, and I was happy to help out since I wanted to get the hang of doing these fact patterns myself when it came time for me to start school as well.

And then I never hear from him again.  I still sent him an email every now and then, just wanting to make sure he was ok and that he was doing well, but even though I got his read receipts, I never did get a response.  I even sent him a Christmas e-card, which he of course picked up but never bothered to say thank you for.  And that was pretty much the end of that.

You know, it wasn’t even the fact that I was blown off inexplicably that frosted my rear so much, but the fact that this guy was supposed to be a Christian, and technically that meant I’m supposed to be his brother in Christ, right?  So where was the camaraderie or respect, or even just the simple fricking courtesy to acknowledge the help I gave him and maybe say thank you for it?  Is this the kind of people I’m going to be meeting up with in heaven too?  Great, spending eternity with a bunch of snotheads who were too good to give me the time of day on Earth.  Yeah I can’t wait.

Maybe it’s because I don’t attend church, but I usually have a much deeper sense of appreciation for fellowship than my church going dweebs do.  A lot of them just seem to flip it off like its meaningless.  Really, I don’t get the coldness.  It’s not even that it’s cold hearted,  but like, no feeling at all.

I know these things happen, and that’s life.  I get that.  People are jerks, but every now and then this jerkiness really, REALLY grates on my nerves, especially when there’s no rhyme or reason to it.  Maybe that’s why I like to antagonize people so much.  At least then when they hate on me I totally know why, and I’m cool with it.  Heck at times I even revel in it. :D

But when I’m all sweetness and light and snuggly wuvables, yet still get treated like a compost heap in New Jersey, that’s when I get upset and start writing really bad things on bathroom walls.  There’s just no logic to such behavior, at least not one that’s apparent to me.  It’s the mystery, the not knowing why people go rogue like that that drives me nuts.  One minute everything is fine, the very next I don’t know which end is up, and the worse thing about it all is that I can’t learn from the experience.  I can’t figure out what it is I might have done wrong so that I could learn from it and move on from there if necessary.  But no, nothing.  Just the cold random encounters of life that brings me nothing but frustration and thoughts of mixed martial arts violence.

In a weird way, I guess that’s why I find comfort in being a badass who just loves to rub people the wrong way.  There’s something… safe about it, the security in knowing you’d never have to deal with the mystery of why people might hate you so much or disrespect you, unless they happen to see through the facade of course, in which case I’d be screwed totally.  :ggrin:



Woman = Catty, Rude, Useless, Lying, Unconstant, Succubus From Hell

Lincoln Adams | October 8, 2008 @ 4:22 pm

It never ends, and it seems like no matter what and no matter who, women always manage to do those womenly things that piss me right the hell off and makes me want to join some kind of backwards religion that keeps women locked up in chains or some damned thing in order to prevent them from screwing up the world with their evil woman-ness.

But when I touched bases with a female blogger who seemed to acknowledge that women were inherently evil and worthy of endless flogging, I thought, “Finally, someone who gets me and understands my frustration with this abominable creation of nature that is woman.”  After trading a few emails, I ended up helping her monetize her blog with some degree of success (to the tune of a few hundred extra greens a month.)  Why?  Because I am if nothing else, an awesomely nice, studly guy.  :shades:

And then I never hear from her again.  I send several more emails.  Nothing.   Months go by.  Promises made by her are unabashedly broken.  I do her a favor, and in return I get plugged up the bonky boons.  Yep, typical woman engaging in typical womanly behavior, only one who admittedly recognized the cattiness and evilness of her gender, and then goes and does the very kind of thing that makes her kind so repugnant and worthy of dropping into a vat of boiling acid to begin with.

Ah well, lesson learned.  I will never befriend or help any kind of woman ever again no matter how decent, charming, or sweet she might be.  You are all the work of the devil and shall now and forever always be treated as such.  Burn in hell, you filthy terrorists of Satan!!!

(Now if you’ll excuse me, my Mommy needs me to pick up some groceries for her…)