Saturday, January 19, 2013

THE OPPORTUNISTIC ‘SECOND WIFE’ AND THE END OF HUMAN DIPLOMACY


Nothing makes me want to jump on nails and drink chlorine out of irritation more than that woman whose sole purpose in life, is to get into the wallet of some rich married man with a wife and kids, via his unzipped pants. If you as much as disagree with this statement thus far, kindly log out of this blog post, and go find something else to do on the net. My views on this matter may annoy you.

Succeeding in this life is nothing short of hard work, sweat, wit, intelligence, tears, disappointment and near death experiences. Very many times when a man is trying to make it out of his dirt bag broke existence, he has a woman who stands by him, supports him in the lowest of times and believes in his wild, and at most times crazy dreams. She is there through the rejection and turmoil; it is them against the world. A two troop army with poverty and the rest of humanity as the enemy.

HE IS MY SOUL MATE
Decades later, the couple has teenage kids; they are living the fast life like an old married couple. And thus the loophole where some bimbo sees an entry point to sell fantasy to the now middle aged man with a short memory.

This is the point at which the lazy gold digger with heartless ambitions sees a means to a lifetime of overseas trips and designer store membership cards. She’s a master seductress who will never tire to do things to your husband that you would never be caught dead contemplating.

At this point, it can be argued that the husband should know better and that the wife should put in some time to learn some karma sutra positions but those are topics for another day.

Today’s discussion is about that woman who thinks that just because she can spread her legs and make a child with a man, she deserves half your hard earned property. Like really. Even a mentally challenged rat can do that. For me, that is where human diplomacy ends and the mother of all battles is born.
Where was she when he was some nobody without a cent to his name? Where was she during the tears and hard times? During the disappointments and endless bouts of depression? If you were not part of the tears, I see no reason you should be part of the cheers. And anybody who thinks otherwise needs a serious head bashing!

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