Saturday, 10 February 2007

Hyper-Feminine Effulgence

Let me make this clear. I'm a man. I like the general physical appearance of women. Every shiny, garish thing that you stick through protruding flesh, wrap around your fingers, slop onto facial features, toenails and fingernails, draw on your skin, every lump of synthetic material you slip into unwilling organs to enhance them, every hour of pain you voluntarily endure (and then complain about) to remove perfectly normal body hair, serves only to highlight the vapidity of the relationship between you, your body and society in general.

It only gets in the way, anyhow.

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