The crazy, crazy male feminist guy who likes to bang students on his desk (or were they banging him) and attempt to kill ex-girlfriend’s in drug filled rages has written an article that pegging is the new thing. What’s next a fuckin’ feminist telling me I’m a misogynist cause I won’t let her penetrate me with a strap on? Being called a homophobe cause I’ve never had a dick up my ass? Actually, I know it’s not PC to admit, but I am somewhat homophobic. I don’t gay bash dudes but I wouldn’t want to be assraped. I remember my uncle telling me to stay outta jail when I was younger otherwise I’d get a dick up my ass. That was good deterrence. It’s funny because feminist’s say the reason that men hate gay men is misogyny, the hatred of femininity–funny that, it’s always about them isn’t it? A bit self-centered and narcissistic if you ask me.
I can tell you the reason I am distrustful of gay men is because I don’t want to be assraped. It’s not a dislike of femininity. I was never in a frat, on a sports team or in the military. I’ve never had a liking for “all male spaces” as you will. I’ve been hassled by the pigs plenty but luckily avoided jail time. And it’s not the lispy, effeminate men who bug me so much. I’ve had downlow guys try to hit me up. I’ve found it very difficult to make friends with other guys because of this.
I went to a Catholic High School. It sucked balls. I didn’t wear deodorant. My mom told me my odor was offensive and I needed to do something about it. I told her nope. One day there was a “priest scandal” on the news. I was all “That’s why I didn’t wear deodorant.” I got out of there with a cherry asshole.
One day I met a frat boy type who is probably now studying “game.” He’d always brag that he would bang women up the backdoor. He was one of those guys who I didn’t want to be friends with but would always invite himself to the party. Irony of all ironies, his hometown was San Francisco. He was the butt of allot of jokes. Some were “San Fran, anal sex? What a fag.” Others were, “You do chicks up the pooper? Why? Too small to fit in a vagina?” It took a little effort but he stopped hanging around. If you like your wang covered in dookie, good for you I suppose, but that ain’t my style and I’ll be glad not to associate with you…