Dears, as you know I take a very dim view of feminists. If they’re not burning pound notes with Jane Austen on them, they’re demanding that they get supremacy over men. I think this is very wrong as the Lord (a man) gave up his only child (also a man) to save us all, it seems, if nothing else, rather ungrateful.
He didn’t go to all
this trouble and explained it all to Moses (another man) who climbed that big
hill to hear his words and transcribe them verbatim to those tablets, just to
have a load of unshaven, bra-less, emasculators throw it all back in his bearded face.
No, he did not.
No, he did not.
However, there is one
thing that I have had explained to me, by my PR team and in an effort to prove to the crucial teenage demographic, which shores up any media career these days, that I am of course "across the issue" I have decided to prove my understanding and genuinely kind intentions.
As tiresome but necessary PR guru and skateboarding champion Ben explained to me" It's the mother fucking 'hoody hot spot/sweet spot' Mrs M. Get that and I shit you not, you're "hashtag" golden"
That in mind here are my thoughts.
We need, on an urgent basis, to stop shaming sluts.
As tiresome but necessary PR guru and skateboarding champion Ben explained to me" It's the mother fucking 'hoody hot spot/sweet spot' Mrs M. Get that and I shit you not, you're "hashtag" golden"
That in mind here are my thoughts.
We need, on an urgent basis, to stop shaming sluts.
And I’ll tell you for
why.
Sluts are present in
our society admittedly. They stalk out blessed marital unions for signs of failing
wives and force themselves on our innocent husbands willy nilly admittedly BUT those
actions of fat calved predators aside, sluts need our love compassion and help.
Dear Mary Magdalene
was a slut. But she was a good slut who, foot bathing duties aside, was, I
imagine to be found of a holy evening, busying herself with shroud darning or unleavened
bread baking, or listening politely while Jesus talked through yet another of
his disciples meetings which had not gone as well as he had hoped and thus
fevered his divine man-brow.
Modern day sluts need
no less compassion and understanding as they navigate the tumultuous waters of
front bottom wrangling.
Sex was, is and always
will be a mystery, to decent ladies such as myself and should be ideally
embarked upon for it’s intended purpose, I.E. making lovely bonny babies,
rather than the recreational urgings which, sadly, seem to dominate these days.
Shaming these said
sluts, serves only to demonise them further and I SAY NO MORE.
I urge you via my newly found, but richly deserved, celebrity status; to say, let the sluts alone. I don’t know any personally of course
but were I to encounter one she would have my pity, compassion and understanding.
Just not an invitation
to any social gathering.
In conclusion dears this film will inspire any sluts whose lifestyle choices result in the obvious.
It's here in case, they need to know the right thing to do.
Your Friend Mrs M.
In conclusion dears this film will inspire any sluts whose lifestyle choices result in the obvious.
It's here in case, they need to know the right thing to do.
Your Friend Mrs M.
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