Scantily Clad Thoughts

How do i even begin to talk about this and still not get flamed by ultra-feministic types? Yea, i can just see it now. Me being chased down the street by a horde of crazy girls carrying pitchforks and handbags packed with bricks and err..heavy stuff.

Anyway, why am i even writing about this? Well, its my fucking blog, and almost no one is gonna read it.

Naked chicks are nice to look at. But to me, i would prefer to admire a woman who is scantily clad. Its mysterious, and it teases the soul. There's no mystery and teasing going on with a naked chick. Everything is there to be seen. Nothing is left to be discovered. The imagination is way more fun than reality. I wonder if women think this way? I guess its down to personal preference i guess. (Check out my babes collection on the left if you think you have the same preferences as i do!)

People make the mistake of generalizing too much. Like men are retards and women are dumb. Something like that. The world would be a much better place if generalization didnt happen to much. Its my belief, and i cant care too much to prove it to you right now.

Had a nice night yesterday. Met my good pals Gopi and Beez. Lateness and matters of punctuality is an issue with us. I guess birds of a feather really do flock together. Waited for Beez around an hour and a half to come to my house, and then we went to meetup with Gopi. We had to make a pit stop at A&W along the way to buy some food for Cyn. The spoilt brat. heh. What to do, she has the power to make everyone manja and spoil her like crazy. Its a gift i guess. A power. She's a mutant with manja-powers.

Neway, stopped by her house, dropped the food off and went to Strawberry Fields at old town to see the biatch. Well, we ended up have more than a couple of beers, and a lot of interesting conversations. Alcohol has a way of cutting through the clutter and mental armour that hinders good conversations. Well, it has that effect with me lah. Its fucked up. Hmm, i guess realiziation of the truth is the first step towards enlightenment. So fucking corny, but i couldnt come up with anything better.

Hmm, if only that horde of women were all naked, or scantily clad, and chasing me with ropes to tie me to their beds for the purpose of violating my sexuality. Ahh...