Quote: (12-23-2016 03:33 PM)Rhyme or Reason Wrote:
What's with the long winded explanations some like to give on why an obviously hot chick is a WNB? It's some pointy elbows bullshit. She's attractive, and I'd bang. That's all there is to it. Is she a cunt? Is she crazy? Of fucking course. But I'd bang and so would you.
So I watched 'Gone With The Wind' the other night with a bang, and it comes to mind here.
R&R, mate, you're young. Banging Crazy is what your Twenties are for. Run wild.
Eventually, you'll have banged enough Red Flag Crazy to instinctively-know that the Bang isn't worth it the Drama Cost.
This is women lose their strongest power over you - the ability to manipulate you with their sexuality or their emotional games - and you turn into this:
This is when you become
legendary in your ability to tease and frustrate women's desires, because you're not brought to heel by a glimpse of silk stocking.
Remove all the Civil War trappings from "Gone With The Wind" and all it is is the tale of a High-Level Player almost tamed into Beta Provider Status by a Hot'n'Crazy Spoilt Brat, who then eventually comes to realise that her bullshit isn't worth it. It's interestingly how little behaviour changes throughout history.
I was talking to this older biker mate the other day, and mentioned how I thought my mate who recently died was functionally killed by his crazy bitch girlfriend. Not in a sudden act of violence, but just by the constant drip of Batshit Crazy, day after day after day, complaint and passive-aggression without end, and instead of calling her on her crap, he just bottled it up and
seethed.
The biker nodded at this. "Some blokes can never recognise a Gravedigger."
"And if you stop to point it out to them..."
"...
you're the arsehole." He lit a smoke. "It's just experience, Champ, but some blokes never seem to learn from it."
Man, this old bastard knows women. He commented to take off my skull rings when we were cleaning out a tank, I noticed he was removing his and said "You don't want to be without them of you'll be fucked if any of the Three F's come 'round".
I asked him what he meant. "Fighting, falling, fingering."
The first two were obvious, but I asked about the last one.
So he taught me what exactly else you can use a skull ring for. How did I not know this?
A bang turned up later that night, stressed out as hell from having Christmas Visitors, just this little christmas bauble of the Furies of the Season, and as we got down to business, I remembered what the old guy said: "Trust me, it works every time."
A few minutes later.... "
What are you do......[eyes roll back in head] ohhhhhhhhhhhh".
Sure, I wondered if this was going to mean a trip to the X-Ray Department, and I had to wash the sheets after, but she turned from this:
into this:
Except even more clingy-as-fuck, which is the last thing you want in humid summer heat.
I remember my Dad watching this as a kid, and him chuckling deeply to himself deeply during that scene, where Scarlett wakes up all glowing smiles after being carried up the stairs by an angry Rhett the previous night.
I asked him why he was laughing and he said, "You'll understand when you're older."
... which seems fitting here. R&R, you'll understand 'pointy elbows' when you're older.