Monday, May 21, 2012

I kinda rolled part way through a stop sign on my bike. I stopped at the last moment because a car was coming. I apologized to driver but that wasn't good enough. The bitch had to keep babbling and correcting me. She's probably used to babbling and correcting people on all kinds of topic. How's that joke go? Women say a lot of stuff that doesn't always make sense but they seldom get corrected because there's always somebody who wants to fuck 'em.

I can be a misogynist without be a sexist.