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Wednesday, November 02, 2005
Women... Having just had a myriad of experiences (nothing explicit, mind you. Well - bar one) with women of all sorts within the last month and a half, I thought that it would be the decent thing to do to bare my (hopefully well-valued) thoughts about them. To keep conflict down to a minimum (and hopefully turn a few daggers from my back), I shall refrain from revealing their identities. Understandably so, there are several consequences waiting in store for me once this goes public, the least of all being a very stern tongue lashing (or furious MSN blocking - nothing one cannot get used to). But when a girl tells you she hopes to never stop talking to you, and proceeds to block and purge you from her life the following week, guys like me get vaguely amused. Honestly speaking, I solemnly swear upon Butlerman's sacred name, I have only never been lied to, when the conversation matter gets serious, once. Though the fact I'm absolute shite at telling apart such matters may have influenced that statistic... Just maybe... I shall end this prematurely both to appease my raging mother, and to limit the amount of trouble I might get myself into provided I carry on. (This is suspect to future editing, provided I see the need to get myself tortured by a female activist lynch mob - every man's daydream). (------Edit-------) So I'm back, and with no remedy to this frustratingly ball-wracking (I swear it is that bad) writer's block, and no less replenished after getting threats by my enraged my mother to "break my legs if I don't turn that f**king thing off". Well - really... (Cue for the guys to sigh "Women...") If anything, the infamous ACS(I) Concentration Camp is now over, and I confess it was alot more fun than what school normally was, and it did provide sufficient excuse for my otherwise pathetic lack of social activity. Ladies beware, the sirens have been sounded - the beast is out! Butlerman is back in town! (Who am I kidding - I ought to be the one hiding. Women...) TO THE BATMOBILE |
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highly confidential Martin Butler, or affectionally known to others as "Butler", "Butlerman", or just "Butt". -Most eligible bachelor of 2004-every year henceforth - step aside Mr.Clooney -Doesn't particularly enjoy much anymore having been desensitized as part of a cruel torturous regime a.k.a IB... -Dislikes everything he doesn't like... Nov 8th - Remember the date! MSN - butlerwantsu@hotmail.com (Add with caution) Archives
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