As sure as the bear sh[/b]itting in the woods, when a specific buddy of mine gets moderately drunk there will always be some sort of fight. Always friendly, but when it comes to a bunch of guys wrestling where there's blood in the alcohol systems of the lot, things get a little brutal. Heads are smashed and held into the carpet, arms twisted behind backs, and demands for the statement of one's own daddy.
I have a bruise the size of my computer's mouse on my arm. If I squint at it, it looks like Venom's face from Ultimate Spiderman. The splotchy shade of grayish-red/brown is appalling on my admittedly pale white-boy pigmentation.
You can't have a decent sense of humor unless you can make fun of yourself. Thus, I've shown people at work the bruises (there are others but none as bad) and jokingly say:
"I've been raped. =("
Now, in my supreme moment of general boredom, I got to thinking. In a female's incredible loathing and audacity for the male gender, during a night of drunken frolicking with her girlfriends. Of pillow-fights and hot lesbian make-out sessions. A person wonders if one of such sessions could get out of control enough to bruise one of these pretentious womens.
In dire need of getting 'back' at the male populous, could this pearl of a woman walk out onto the street, cry rape from some male bystander drinking his Starfu[b]cks venti caramel machiato, and get away with it strictly using the evidence of the hot-lesbian bruise? Hrm?
Because the fake people in my computer screen told me in a thread about rape and Gbaji hating, rape can still happen without any signs of vaginal resistance. Surely enough a hot-lesbian make-out-session bruise must be enough now-a-days to condemn one of our poor male companions in our gubbermental law system. What's next, a wife stubs her toe and cries spousal abuse?
Where do we draw the line? We need to fight back! I hear women are strong, but inside sources tell me that their weaknesses are bullets. Who's with me!?
No offense to you schmexy Asylum females out there. Rawr
