This is just a ramble about narcissism in women. Bear with me. I was watching the t.v. show Fringe on my iPad on a very long flight, and I was struck at how shallow western women can be. The main female character was angry with the guy she was in love with because he slept with her duplicate from a parallel world (Don't judge me. After 7 months in Afghanistan I was tired of reading). This was a genetic duplicate of her, but with very subtle personality differences. For all intents and purposes they were the same. However she was raking this guy over the coals because he didn't pick up on her uniqueness.
As a guy, if I find out that vinman from another universe banged my girl the only thing I would care about is did he scramble the guts proper? Nothing else matters. I can take pride in the fact that I have pipe laying skills in two universes. Maybe it's just me. Or maybe I shouldn't post while drunk. HAVE MERCY ROOSH WARN ME BEFORE YOU BAN ME.
As a guy, if I find out that vinman from another universe banged my girl the only thing I would care about is did he scramble the guts proper? Nothing else matters. I can take pride in the fact that I have pipe laying skills in two universes. Maybe it's just me. Or maybe I shouldn't post while drunk. HAVE MERCY ROOSH WARN ME BEFORE YOU BAN ME.
"Feminism is a trade union for ugly women"- Peregrine