Marriage

FIRST MARRIAGE


O.K. you've been captured, she got you hook line and sinker; what happened? You were, at a nice party, or worse a wedding reception and bang you got yourself caught. If your not looking to get married stay away from wedding receptions; those women have their blood flowing, there in the hunt, and their competitor has just made a big kill; now they're hungry, and jealous.

There is nothing in the world more dangerous than the female species on the prowl for a mate; some one is going to be devoured; for a young single man, to go to a wedding is like waving a leg of lamb in a hungry lion's face, they will devour you.

So, you are the victim; you were innocently listening to the music to here comes the bride, and when you came out of the trance you realized too late, they were playing that horrible tune for you and your new bride.
It’s over you walked into her web, your life of being the carefree bachelor is over, you blew it; welcome to the real world; your about to discover what a lie so called marital bless can be.

Don’t try to figure out what happened, women can keep a guy in a daze for months, even years, what ever it takes to get him down the aisle she will do it.
If you try to figure it out you just may go nuts, or worse discover that maybe she used a bit of deception in catching you; women play by a set of rules called “by hook or crook.”
She had you over a few nights; her apartment was spotless. She cooked you a nice dinner; good wine, candles, soft music. You were thinking this is all right; you felt comfortable; your defenses went down, and she knows it. After dinner she does the dishes; her kitchen is squeaky clean; she pours you an after dinner cognac, lights your cigarette. You’re thinking to yourself “man I sure got this bitch under control.” she politely excuses herself to put on something that is a bit more comfortable.

She has set the trap; she re-enters looking like a model for cosmopolitan, silk gown with just enough showing to let you know there’s much more hidden under all that silk and lace, and it's all for your pleasure.

You've been hypnotized by a real professional, she pours you another cognac, and lights you another cigarette. More soft music; she slowly unbuttons your shirt, removes it while kissing your chest and sucking on your nipples; she opens your belt, unzips your pants and whammo; your getting head. You are going out of your fucking mind; you have died and went to heaven.

Her sheets are pure silk, the bed is even made; cute lace pillow covers, everything even matches; this girl knows how to live; you could get used to this life fast; this is it, the good life that all men dream about.

You make love, she doing it all for you, anything you want, and any way you want it; your thinking, I want more of this kind life. She takes you to the shower, baths you embraces you, kisses your entire body; you're out of your horny little mind. Back to the silk sheets you go; all of a sudden she's saying, "Yes, yes," no dumbo dick, she's not having an orgasm, you popped the big question; you fucked up big time.
What happened, what went wrong? All you wanted was to get laid. If you had any brains, you would grab your clothes and run like hell; but you won’t, none of us do. For some reason men just lie there and are eaten alive; women are like black widow spiders, they give you ecstasy, and then chew you up.

The next thing you know, you’re meeting her parents, they’re in on this plot to nail you as well; they want their little girl married off as much as she wants to marry you. Fathers don’t want their little girl living alone in this big bad world; he knows what’s going on with single girls living alone. Ever since she moved into her own apartment he's been in a cold sweat. "But daddy, it’s closer to my job." mothers are jealous, what’s she doing now? a new guy every weekend. "Why did I get married so young?"

When she brings you home to meet the family, "mother" is all over you; at last she's thinking, my little girl finally got one stupid enough to go for the bait, all those years of training has finally paid off.

Her father is very nice to you, offers you a beer, and calls you "son;" when their fathers start the “my son” routine its over, your ass is grass. He may act as if he likes you, but the bottom line is he’s thrilled to be getting his kid married off; besides you’re the first one she has dragged into the house who has a steady job.
Father’s cool off towards their future son in-laws when they find out what getting their kid married off is going to cost; don’t worry, after a few years he'll come out of shock, and some father in-laws turn out to be pretty nice guys. Give him a few years; it takes time for the old guy to except that some sex manic is throwing a dick into his sweet innocent little girl.

All the animal species likes to show off their kills, ever have a cat? They will bring the poor mouse or bird to your doorstep, just to show what great hunters they are; women are no different, they will drag your ass all over the place. "I just want you to meet my friends," they’re showing off their kill. "See what I got;" you, pussy for brains are it.

What women do to get the man they want is pure deception. They make themselves out to be the perfect little woman, just for you; okay so everything goes in love and war; but think of it this way; if you conned a business partner into investing his money in your company, the way some women con men into marriage, your ass would be in jail; it’s called fraud, but women get by with it and men are too pussy whipped to put up a fight.

It's over you went for it and signed the contract, stop your crying, be a real man and take what’s coming to you. Who knows maybe it can work out; hard as it may be to believe in this day and age, but some marriages last more than a few years.
I hope you had enough breathing space to discover if you would have liked this woman as a friend even if you hadn’t married her; she may be the best fuck you ever had; but the same pussy for the rest of your life? Hey, this is some serious shit, and you had better checked out who this woman you can’t live without really is before marriage.

Most important of all, did you get the chance to test her sense of humor, does she laugh much, and can she laugh at herself? If you got one of those, "now lets not be silly Bruce" types, your in deep; well, let me put it this way, you would have been better off dropping your pants and sticking your bare ass in a rabid pit bulls face; your going to get your ass chewed off the rest of your married life.

I know, they're guys out there who enjoy being married to women who is on their ass day and night; Bruce do this, Bruce do that, shut up Bruce, Bruce come here this instant; where were you? why don’t you answer when I call you? You may have been in the toilet reading a book; she doesn't care; let me add, the toilet is about the only place you will get any peace with this type, sometimes.
I really feel sorry for the poor man who marries a woman without a sense of humor; let’s face it, men are not exactly perfect, close, yes; but do, on rare occasions make slight miscalculations of judgment, and being innocent as men are, they usually get caught.

Remember how your mother could tell when you did the slightest thing wrong? Women are born with this ability, its part of their defense mechanism. You had better face the facts; when you mess up or do something stupid, most the time you are going to be caught. You can try to lie your way out, but until you get good at it, they’ll know the truth. It’s not easy to fool them; at times, they may let you slide out of trouble; but they usually know the truth and are just throwing you a bone, letting you believe you got by with something.

I hope for your sake she has a good sense of humor or your poor ass is in trouble; if you had the misfortune to marry the type who takes every little thing serious, you're in deep pupu. If you can’t joke your way out of trouble, to make her laugh, you're going to have one hell of a time trying to make love to her; you'll probably spend more nights on the sofa with your dog than in bed with her.
Not to be all-negative, with any luck you got a good one, attractive, witty, fun to be with, never spanks you in public; maybe she'll even listen to your bullshit when you’re lying your ass off.

You got lucky, a perfect wife; well, as perfect as your going to get; anyway you're still captured, but the wardens not too bad; who knows you may even start to like it.

One day you may wake up to find you’re in love with your own wife, you may even like her; shocker of shockers, you may even grow to respect her opinion.
Strange as it may seem it has been known to happen, usually to folks in their late sixties, but must admit, a few of the younger set have made it happen.

I know there are a few women out there who may be a little pissed-off at me; "what does he mean he may fall in love with me?" I mean just that, and further more you may just fall in love with each other; you may even start to like each other; there is hope.

For now you’re just caught up in the mating game, she wanted a mate and you wanted too mate, but for her mating means marriage, at least mating with any regularity.

For the guy a motel is just fine, the back or front seat of a car will do, even standing up in a doorway will work; men don’t really give a shit where they get laid. Lets face it, when that thing between his legs gets hungry he'll eat in a hog trough; not the lady’s, they want romance, their bed, her man; she may enjoy an
occasional wild night, but just for excitement; most woman want her man in her bed.
Why do you think she went threw all the trouble to get you to marry her? She got you, she won the game and that's that.

She has a ready smile, nice words for everybody, even laughs at your not so funny jokes; yes, you would have probably liked her even if you had not married her.
Your married; so now what you gonna do? Well, if you haven’t already been house hunting or apartment hunting before the marriage, now’s the time to get this chore done.

One piece of very important information, stay out of it; this is her realm; just make one demand, not a request a demand; two bathrooms; or at least a bath and a half. This is the most important piece of advice I can give you; for those with more than one sister in the house know exactly what I’m getting at.
If your pocket can afford it, an extra bedroom will come in handy; but for now let her pick out where your going to live, let her pick out the furniture and anything else she wants to put into her home.

Women know what they want, they plan on building their nest from the time their two years old; if your smart you'll keep your mouth shut. An occasional yes dear, that’s great honey, should be all that comes out of your mouth at this stage of the game. She is building her nest, and if you stay out of it, and let her build it the way she wants, you'll be off to a good start.

She may ask your advice from time to time, believe me she really does not want it; she's only trying to be polite. She knows exactly what she wants. When she's through, just say, honey, I couldn’t have done better myself.
Getting back to that extra room, this is for you, you can do your paper work, read a book, watch a ball game, smoke a cigar, pop a few beers, or just kick back with a couple of buddies.


Remember how she used to light your cigarette. now, you’re not aloud to smoke in her house. “Just how many beers you going to drink today?” You need this extra
room to do whatever you want. When you're in the doghouse this room is your escape, your sanctuary; about once a month that sweet little thing you are married to can turn into a real bitch, your gonna need that room.

Now for the most important room of all; the bathroom; I do hope you listened to me in respects to getting a second bathroom; this is where the birth of divorce starts to form; if you listened to me you have a head start on building a lasting relationship.

Remember when you used to spend an occasional night at your girl friends apartment? The bathroom was spotless, cute little his and her towels, matching face clothes, sweet smelling bars of soap; everything had its place, organized; even a toilet brush in its own holder; spotless, the bath tub didn’t even have a ring around it.

Give me a break; this is woman’s single greatest act of deception it’s all a front, a show, a masterful con job; do you think she was not planning on having you over for the night.

Women can clean their apartment in one hour; their bathrooms will take at least half a day. Except it, you've been had; if you don’t have your own bathroom you're in trouble. You walk into that room at your own risk, pantie hose over the shower curtain, socks and underwear on the water faucets. The counter top can you believe eight different shades of lipstick, four shades of eye shadow, hair curlers, bobby pins, curling iron, hair dryer, hair coloring, that has already stained the counter top for eternity; toe nail clippers, fingernail polish, more stains, polish remover, deodorizers, bubble bath, Tampax, perfume of every variety, six different creams, powders, her razor.

This is just the beginning. Don’t even think of opening the medicine cabinet, or worse the drawers; that’s where they keep their stuff; you know what stuff is? That’s all the shit you can get in one drawer and still close it.
Unless your married you wont believe what they can shove into a little bathroom; oh yea, remember those cute little towels? Well they are not for you, those are guest towels, don’t touch; it goes for those cute little bars of soap as well.

She needs at least four towels for a shower, which takes at least an hour, when she's in a hurry. One towel for her face, another for her hair, another for
her body wrap, and another for the floor; that one is usually yours.
Hand clothes for her face, another for her feet oh yes talking about feet, she has sandpaper for her feet, creams for her feet, pads for her feet, so much said for those "sexy" four-inch heels.

It goes on and on, aerobic costumes over the tub. "Why don’t you throw these things in the dirty clothes?" you ask. I paid $180.00 for that costume it has to be washed by hand; or worse yet, it has to be dry-cleaned.

You’ll learn never to ask about her “things.” $180.00 for a tiny costume to sweat and fart in? That’s not including the shoes, socks, wristbands headbands; how did Joe Montana achieve such greatness working out in a dirty gray sweat suit?
Back to the toilet, do you ever think your going to get your shit, shower, a shave, and be on time for work? Why do you think most men upon their arrival to work head straight to the men’s room?

That toilet in your house is nothing more than a drug store; a dirty drug store, stay out; who knows what else they keep hidden in there. I don’t think they know what the hell they got in that room; it's almost like their purses; don’t ever open one of those either. I watched my wife clean out her purse, you would not believe it, she found junk in there that she swore she lost 3 years ago.

I don’t know what women do in the toilet, but I do know this they can spend hours in the place; that’s why the first year of living with your new mate can be such a bitch. They usually run for the john 3 hours before they have to be at work.
The make up gets plastered on, then the hairdo, then the nails, they don’t just brush their teeth, they have to floss them as well, maybe its those pesky pubic hairs; they need a mirror for this?

When you think there all done, they have to stand and look at themselves for another 15 minutes; after all the shit they plaster on there face they probably don’t know who’s looking back at them; by the time they’re finished you've either pissed out the window, or in the sink.

Then they start the other morning ordeal; "What am I going to wear?" "Oh shit I don’t have a thing to wear”; believe me they got plenty to wear, they just can’t find it in that garbage bin they call a closet. At night, same program, but in reverse; off comes the clothes, throws them inside her closet. Off to the john she goes, off comes the make up, on goes the creams, your in bed and ready. "Baby you almost finished?" just a sec. sweetie, I'm sanding my feet.

After a few years you won’t bother to ask or even dream of rushing her, when she gets to bed, she's there; if you’re lucky she won’t have a headache.
On rare occasions, you may get a shot at the toilet. I can assure you the moment you set down, there will be a knock at the door, "honey, you almost done" "I've got to get ready," "and please, use the spray." What spray? Christ, there must be ten cans of different sprays in the place, what are you supposed to use; it’s like walking in a minefield.

If you listened to me and got your own private toilet your life will be at least seventy percent happier. I know guys who only get one decent bowel movement a week, that’s on Saturday afternoon, when his wife is out shopping with the girls; do you have any idea of what this can do to a normally healthy young man.

No wonder we have so many divorces; if women would use their heads and give their mates a shot at the john for just half an hour per day, it would cut the divorce rates in half.

Why do you think so many married men join health clubs? They don’t really want to work out, they work all day, do you honestly believe men want to go to some gym and work out? You've got to be kidding; these poor guys go to these clubs for one reason; a calm relaxed bowel movement; a leisurely soak in the hot tub, an
un-rushed shower, with know one rushing them to finish so she can get the sandpaper for her feet.

I do hope you have listened to me and got your own toilet; if you did, I'm sure you'll have a head start on your way to being a happy camper.

IMPOTENCE


The greatest fear for men is sexual impotency; the first time a man cannot perform sexually is the most traumatic experience of his life; there he is with a ten-inch penis, and he's afraid that its only future use is for urination; he is mortified to say the least.

You think men don’t try to rule with their cocks. The cars, the clothes, and even those stupid caps they wear backward. The tee shirts with somebody else’s name, or logo. The real man messages on their sweatshirts, “Kill Em All Let God Sort Them Out;” real he-men. Don’t believe it, it’s all a macho show; a display of their masculinity; but if he cant get a rock solid hard on he ain’t shit, and he knows it.
Wait tell the first time he can’t get it up. His personality changes big time. Out of pure fear he becomes meek, unsure of himself, he actually becomes a nicer nobler person, he's now humble. All this because his cock will know longer jump to attention; hell the poor bastard can’t even masturbate, that shriveled up piece of dead meat keeps slipping out of his grip, must be that dam soap; it just hangs there, dead, like a well-cooked piece of spaghetti flopping in the air.

One of men’s best keep secrets is a surgical process's called the penile implant. This being a semi rigid plastic cylindrical device placed within the penis; they have half a hard on day and night; at least half their confidence is restored. The sad part of this is, its not necessary, its just another way for Doctors to rip you off; they will be the last to tell you that if you cant get it up, it’s usually your own fault.

Mistreatment of their body’s is usually what gets most men into this predicament. Usually it’s just a physical break down, but it can rapidly turn into a physiological problem if not treated immediately.
The main cause, at least for most men with the limp dick syndrome is booze, drugs, or both; nothing will knock your dick dead faster than the abuse of those two.

Second is stress, either on the job or in a relationship; third is diet; face it big Mac’s, whoppers, cokes, and a side order of French fries are not conducive to getting an erection.

I'm surprised Burger King, or one of the other venders of gut busters haven’t picked up on this and came out with the aphrodisiac burger, for a bigger and better whopper; who knows they may even taste good; one thing for sure they would be the hottest seller in the history of burgers.

How can any man expect to perform at 100% when all he does is pack his face with fast food and a big slurpy?

Men will lie on their ass the entire weekend watching sports, eating chips and washing it down with a six pack or two of beer, real jocks. When he runs out of beer, he will drive the half block to the fast food store to pick up another 12 pack; when he hits the sack after an exhausting 10-hour day of clicking the remote from one sporting event to the next. It’s the “Baby bring out the Viagra, I feel like fucking tonight”.


Let me tell you something; if they cut the half time shows from sporting events the birth rate would drop by about 30%.

We as a nation are getting lazier and fatter every generation, and then we wonder what happened when we cannot get our cocks straight; are we really only partially retarded?

The first time you are unable to perform its important for you to set down with your wife or lover and discus your problem.

Unfortunately, men do not like to share this problem, but at this time your mate can be of great help in bringing you out of this serious situation.

Her understanding of your problem can keep you off the physiologist couch and most importantly off some surgeon's table getting a dildo sewn inside your cock, unless of course she is the cause of your problem.

Set down and take a look at your life style, heavy drinking? Drugs. Even weekend binges can wreck your love life, and age is not a factor; there are many twenty and thirty year olds who cant get it up solely because of drinking, drugs, and putting garbage food into their bodies.

Stress on the job, if you have serious problems on the job this can hang over into your home life and affect your love life.

Stress in your relationship, this is obviously going to effect your ability to perform; if your having problems with your mate, its dam hard to perform with any feeling in your bed.

Diet, this is one problem effecting your sexual performance that very few men pay any attention to and yet one of the most important.
What can you do other than becoming a monk, or having half a hard on that’s difficult at times to even piss threw?
Let’s take one at a time;

1. Drinking alcohol or non- prescribed drug use. Stop for at least ten days, this includes soft drinks. "How can I watch my football games without a beer?" easy don’t watch the football game, go for a walk instead.


2. Take a good look at your problems at work are they really problems, or in your poor physical condition you created these problems, or made them out to be bigger than they really are; maybe a short vacation is in order to clear your head out.

3. stress in your relationship or family; you have to set down with all concerned and discuss the problem; be prepared to except the blame or partial blame for what’s going wrong; the important thing is to open up; get it all out into the open; you are heading for serious problems if you don’t. One more thing, if you got a butt fuck ugly wife, you know the kind, “2 super burgers, triple fry’s, oh yes a 2 liter of diet coke please”. You had better tell her it’s time to diet or pack her bags.

4. Diet, its amassing that man can ever get a hard on with the shit he throws in his body; a man will take better care of his car than his own body; even dogs eat a more balanced meal than most men, or women for that matter.

Here's my program for all the above, in ten days you will be a new person; if you follow the rules, the big guy will once more stand proudly at attention, and you can go back to being the prick with a big dick.

Take three days off work; time it around a weekend so you have five days to work on yourself; no booze or drugs for this five-day period, also no meat; not just red meat, any meat.

The first thing every morning upon arising drink two ten-oz. glasses of lukewarm water.

The day before you start this program go to the locale park or woods and measure off one mile, you go to the park or woods, not the gym, regardless of the weather.
The first day you walk briskly the one mile you have previously marked off, then one-mile back. Only two miles at first, and alone, I repeat, ALONE; early in the morning; hopefully the weather will be bad enough where you'll move your ass, and when I say briskly, I mean to really move, as fast as you can without jogging;
When you return to your home, have breakfast, no bacon and eggs, only cereals.

If you have to eat that stuff with the basketball heroes on the cover go ahead, but its better to make a trip to the health food store and buy wheat germ, rolled oats, oat bran, and some wheat bran. Mix this in with the super star's formula and you will get some nutrition to start your day. If you have to use milk, use only skim milk, or soymilk, better still yogurt but nonfat without the fruit, unless he is your roommate.

No toast, no coffee, or any drink that has caffeine, drink decaffeinated teas, especially dandelion tea if you've been a heavy boozer; no cheese, in fact no dairy products for the first five days.

Your first day go to a book store and find something to your liking, nothing about work, this is reading for your pleasure, don’t try to learn anything; this is to free your mind of any problems you think you have.

If you smoke now is the time to give it up. You've got five days all to yourself, so if you turn into a nervous pain in the ass, you'll only have yourself to bitch at. If married or have a live in, an hour before she or he gets home take another two-mile walk; this is to relieve those jangled nerves that usually build up the first three or four days while quitting smoking; so when your mate does walk threw the door their not met by some raving maniac.

If you’re serious about quitting, buy another book extra long, James Michener is great to stop smoking by. Make a deal with yourself know smoking when you read. After a couple days you may be able to finish a whole chapter before sucking up smoke; keep thinking, one less cigarette, one more hard on. It may or may not be true but a good thought nonetheless.

Go to the locale health food store and buy these products.
Korean red ginseng, capsules. Take two every morning with your first two glasses of water, if you like open the capsules and make yourself a tea, add some honey if you need to for taste. two more capsules at night before bedtime. (Note; if you have high blood pressure, pass on the Korean Ginseng, take Muira Puama
instead, it has shown to lower blood pressure as well.)

Mexican Damiana, extract, or tea if you can get it, if not capsules, take one teaspoon every morning with your second glass of water, another teaspoon at night.
Sarsaparilla extract, or in capsules, takes two tablets or one teaspoon at midday, repeat with dinner. Siberian Ginseng, capsules, take two at mid day and two more at dinner; remember every time you take a tablet, capsule, or extract drink at least 1 ten-oz. glass of water.

That’s right you will be drinking at least ten glasses of water per day preferable bottled; if you can handle it without peeing in your pants drink twenty.

What to eat, for breakfast? Cereal, with lots of fiber, all you can eat, this is not a diet to loose weight, we are just going to clean out your body a bit. For lunch, any pasta dish, without meat or cheese, all you want, with a big salad, with only vinegar and olive oil for dressing. You can substitute fresh lemon juice for the vinegar if you wish. No soups, unless prepared at home without salt, vegetable stews of any kind, let me repeat, no meat, no salt; one short note on salt, don’t start crying that your food has know taste; there are many good spices on the market such as basil, oregano, laurel, cilantro. There are many more that will actually enhance the taste of your food and be a lot better for you than salt; no dairy products.

Another important note; your main meal of the day should be between one and three in the afternoon; eat light after 6 pm, you'll sleep better.

Snacks, if you have been a heavy drinker you should snack on no less than three medium sized carrots per day raw of course. celery one or two stalks per day, artichokes eat the meat off the leaves, and the heart, beets at least three a week all raw; yeah, that means uncooked. I repeat All the above should be eaten raw, cleaned of course, but don’t peel.

Stay away from all Products with sugar, salt, or MSG; try to eat only natural foods without preservatives. which means spend more time in the produce section, and leave the canned crap alone.

Eat raw garlic with everything you can, not the pills plain garlic, on your salads in your soups, in everything you can stand; hey I told you to be alone for five days; so don’t sweat a little breath odor.

After five days, you can eat anything you want, but please stay away from fast foods of any kind. Stay light on your consumption of meats, especially pork and red meats; try not to salt your foods, your body derives all it needs from natural food, and if you eat in restaurants they put plenty of salt on every thing they prepare.

Keep drinking plenty of water at least ten glasses per day and continue with the Herb’s and roots I've recommended.

After five days, the morning walks should be extended to four miles per day, for the rest of your life; always walk alone and in a park or woods; two reasons, the exercise is good for you, second and just as important, the solitude is very important to get your brain twisted back where it's supposed to be.

No gyms, unless its for your added pleasure; if after one month of this regimen the pride of your life’s only function is for peeing threw, consult your doctor about Viagra, or one of the other drugs for getting things straightened out between your legs.

Remember one thing, they’re still drugs; eventually you’ll have to pay the price for there use; you may have a monster erection; but your liver and kidneys are rotting away; I don’t care how big a hard on you got, its dam hard fucking with a catheter up your dick.

Let me share some information with you on Viagra; here are just a few of the side effects; heart related problems including, heart attack, sudden death, (oh this is just fucking great, you finally got a screaming hard on, only one problem, your dead).


Irregular heart beat, stroke, chest pain and increased blood pressure, if you are taking any medical prescriptions, (and who of us over fifty isn’t) consult your doctor before taking or doing anything new. Here’s the one I just love; if your
erection last longer than four hours, you may have priapism. Contact your doctor (or undertaker) immediately.

Come on guys, is this really worth getting a hard on for, your cock is sticking straight up, the
only problem is the undertaker is having a hell of a time fitting you for a casket.

If you have any illness, heart, diabetic, or are taking any prescribed medicine, consult your Doctor before starting this or any other health program.
Not to worry, things will be looking and hopefully, standing up soon.
duwayne@partiallyretarded.com

PEACE

PEACE

Will there ever be peace in the World?
Not a chance; Look back a few million years up to date and you’ll realize we humans have never lived in peace, and never will.

We by nature are the most violent species on the planet. We create animosity amongst each other, or at least our political leaders do, for the soul purpose to control us, if that doesn’t work they’ll send our young men out to kill each other in a war that will bring peace to all.  Usually done so in the name of some god that we have created. When we have no war, and this I may add is rare.

Face the facts, we humans have been killing each other off since the beginning of time, it must be in our genes, some call it our basic instincts for survival. What ever you call it, we are a greedy, hate filled, jealous, egotistical, not overly intelligent pack of killing machines.

At this time in our short history of the so-called modern world, the U.S. is keeping itself occupied with a wonderful little war in Iraq. Not to overlook the little push and shove war with Israel against Hezbollah of Lebanon, as of this date we have it Hezbollah 1 Israel 0.

Of course, there are others trying to break into the CNN headlines, which make a very good living off other people’s miseries. North Korea and there misfit, perverted, drunken midget, now has or soon will have atomic bombs, and the sob. is crazy enough to use them.

Another midget this one in Iran, will soon have if he doesn’t already, atomic bombs, and this wacko has made it perfectly clear he will wipe Israel off the map.

Not to worry folks we have the United Nations with the majority of its membership hating the U.S. They will negotiate us threw these tormented times bringing peace and untold billions of dollars to greedy corrupt governments, in the form of arms deals, and of course oil concessions.

Wait tell the bombs start falling, then lets see where the United Nations, and a few countries like Germany, and France stand Just wait, the first to be blamed will be the U.S. for not taking action sooner.

The U.S. media hates Bush so much that they have turned into a pack of traitors, selling the U.S. out at every chance, to the point of publishing top-secret information. Anything they can do to discredit Bush they will do it regardless of the harm they are doing to the very country that supports them.
CNN and other media as well have been showing pictures, and video clips of the horrors of war, photos of the “innocent victims”, of Bush’s reign of terror.

We the peace loving Americans, kill off over 30.000 innocent victims per year with handguns alone; we kill another 45.000 per year with our gas guzzling killing machines called cars.

In the USA we have over 5,400.000 violent crimes committed per year, yes indeed, we are the peace lovers are we not.

There has not been a war in the history of the world, that kills or mains
More people than the US in a single year. Where the hell is CNN with these stories, these are the true horror stories, and there right here in our own back yards.

I have a good old buddy, who survived two tours in Vietnam, after his military career, he joined the California highway patrol. He told me the carnage and terror he witnessed in Vietnam was nothing compared to what he witnessed on the highways of California.  
  
The fight against terrorist has turned into a political show place, much the same as our so-called war on drugs, in which we failed miserably.

The politicians of the US want us to think this war on terrorism is to make us safe; in fact all its achieved is for the government to invade our privacy and to deprive us of more and more of what was once called freedom.

The US is the most hated country in the world, that’s fine with me, we’ve been hated ever since we became the most powerful country in the history of the world, its jealousy, but they respected us.

Its time for the US to regain respect. Muslims only respect strength, fine, give it too them, and tell the United Nations to move there offices to Iran.

SEX

Sex: Scientist's have came up with a new discovery, sex is good for you. Wow, after only a few million years of scientific study they finally reached that conclusion. They discovered frequent sex is good for one's health; it can add years to your life, its good for your heart, gives you a stronger immune system, helps fight cancer, fights off depression, and stress, and lowers blood pressure. In addition, in case you didn’t know, it can also be fun.

Time magazine in their January 19, 2004 edition did a very interesting article on sexual healing. Instead of quoting from their article, I'll send you out to buy their magazine, better yet read it on the Internet. That way I don't have to go threw all the BS to get permission to quote from their magazine.

One thing that I will comment on is Dr. Beverly Whipple's discovery a few years back of the "G" spot that has the power of sexual arousal for women. Since the time of her brilliant discovery, there has been other scientific breakthrough's regarding "hot spots". The "A" spot the "O' spot, and maybe a few more spots that they're keeping secret. Come on ladies who are you kidding, I know most of you are partially retarded when it comes to sex, but to take millions of years to discover your hot spots is really too fornicating much. Did you know most women could bring themselves to orgasm in less than five minutes, so why don't they share this information with their lovers?

I know that most men are lousy lovers; when they have an erection their part of foreplay is finished, they want to go for it, now; but whose fault is it? It's the women's own fault, most of them are to timid to let a man know what turns them on or off, and then when their pussy for brains husband or boyfriends leave them wanting, they bitch about what lousy lovers they are. If women would take the time to explain what they like in sex, including the foreplay needed, where all her hot spots are, then they would be content and the man in her life would be proud of himself for being a good lover.

Women have to loosen up, don't worry about scaring some guy off with your sexual needs; if the guy is so selfish that he won’t consider your needs, throw the bum out, your better off without him.

Men have been going to hookers for years, want to know why? well I'm going to tell you anyhow: It's for pure unadulterated wild sex, those girls let it all hang out and will do anything your little heart desires, or maybe I should say anything you can afford, the more kinky your taste the more expensive it gets.

Ever hear the expression "be a lady in public and a whore in bed"? That’s right ladies at times you have to be that wild woman that men dream of having in their bed. Mix it up, one night come to bed in a little girl outfit, pigtails and all. Put on the "good ship lollipop routine, the sweet innocent little virgin; let him rape you. The next night show up in leathers and whips, just say "My turn"; soon he'll be wondering just why he blew all that money on some bimbo, when he has better sex right at home.

Why are we so screwed up when it comes to sex? Why all the guilt for doing something so pleasurable? Who made up all those rules regarding our sexual behavior? I can only guess, personally I think it was man trying to undermine just how important women are, or religion wanting to control all of us. Face it; who ever controls sex controls the world. Regardless who ever it was they had to be over 80, deciding sex was naughty, because they could no longer function sexually.

One more question then I will get off my sex rampage; if sexual intercourse is a natural desire possessed by all animal species, them why have we the most intelligent of all the species keep hidden the secrets of sexual pleasure, and tried desperately to keep sexual pleasure itself suppressed.

For those that feel we are above being animals free to fornicate when ever the biological impulse kicks in, let me tell you something my wife calls me a wild animal, and is renewing my contract for another year; no I don't take Viagra, after all I'm only 70.
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MEXICO

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Mexico: We all dream of finding Shangri-La, that perfect get away or retirement spot, perpetual spring, low cost of living, virtually no crime, and most important a people who are happy to have you living in their community; does Mexico fit into that category?

I'm sorry to say no more, I've been living in Mexico for almost twenty years, and have seen some drastic changes, some for the good but unfortunately most for the worst. For one, the big cities have become very dangerous for North Americans. Kidnapping is the latest craze, granted big cities in the US are not exactly safe places either but the chances of having body parts sent to your relatives is very slight.

There are a few places that attract older Americans such as Lake Chapala, and San Miguel de Allende to name a few. These places are designed with Americans in mind and are not cheap; also, they are full of older Americans trying to play Mexican. If you want to live in a senior community you would be better off staying in Tucson, or Palm Beach it’s cheaper, and health care is closer; most important you are welcome and not just for your money.

A sad fact is Mexicans no longer like or respect us, if they ever did its history. In the major resorts such as Cancun, Puerto Vallarta, Manzanillo, and a few other resort areas you will be treated like kings; the employees in these major hotels are professionals when it comes to the art of patronization. They will go out of their way to put up with your bad manners and insults, but don't even think they like you, it's all for your money.

Let me elaborate on a issue that I'm sure your familiar with, but seem to look the other way when put in your face; "Spring Break" in case you've been living in a convent let me enlighten you.

Spring break is when hundreds of thousands of our collage students, the future leaders of our country flock to the beach resorts of Mexico. You would have to see it to believe it'. Some of our collages finest arrive in Mexico drunk on their butts; they hit the beaches and disco's like a pack of wild animals; they vomit and pee in the streets and fornicate on the beaches. One disco has a contest to see how many sexual positions a couple can achieve in the shortest possible time.

Think I'm making this up? I wish I was but this one made national television. They made a documentary on beaches all over Mexico called "Wild On" check out your locale TV station for the episode from Mazatlan, those kids where doing things in the disco's, on the beaches, and in the streets that I wish I could still do in my bedroom.
The disgusting part of all this is it's only for the "gringo's" if a Mexican kid got caught pulling this kind of crap he would be in the slammer, and I mean fast.
Your probably thinking, where are the cops during all this, well folks they are very busy looking the other way, they've got their orders to let these drunken perverts do any thing they want, as long as they're spending money the beach is theirs. The Mexican government has prostituted itself for the all mighty American dollar.

The majority of Mexicans are sick of having their beach resorts defiled by these North American scum, with their vulgar behavior. Unfortunately, as long as these resorts keep promoting the spring break orgies, the bags of trash from our colleges and universities will keep heading to Mexico where they can do things in public that would be xxx rated in their own country.

We now have a new situation in Mexico where there true feelings for the US has brought its ugly head to the surface. When the president of the US made the statement in regards to the war in Iraq, "you’re either for us or against us". Mexico along with France and Germany where the first to say they where against us. The people of Mexico cheered and danced in the streets, proudly proclaiming to the world that they where not afraid to stand up to the giant monster on their northern border.

The Mexican press and television have been slamming the US at every opportunity. Making the US out to be the savages who go out of their way to slaughter innocent women and children. For over a week, all I saw on television was the clip of four children who had been wounded by American bombers; their mothers screaming and their fathers weeping. Not once did they show our military in action against the evil empire created by the monster Saddam Hussein. Where was the voice of indignation from our close friends in Mexico when he was slaughtering millions of his own people?

My hangout used to be a locale pizza parlor but had to stop going because of all the anti American insults; much to my surprise from the owner who owes every thing he has to over twenty years of working in the US.
I live in a small town north of Guadalajara, where most the populace live off money generated in the US. I asked one big mouth if he was going to start sending his social security checks back. All I got was a dirty look, especially when I reminded him that being a good catholic it was a sin to receive dirty money.
Most young men from this town head to the US to find work, over 90% illegal. They will put their life on the line to get across that border. There are over thirteen million legal Mexicans living in the US and an estimated thirteen million illegal, accounting for over eleven billion dollars coming into Mexico per year, plus the US tourist spend another eight billion, talk about biting the hand that feeds you! Mexico has become a nation that hates us because they need us.

We now find ourselves needing them probably more than they need us. If they ever figure this out the US could find itself in very serious trouble. Think what would happen if the illegal Mexicans should organize into a union, or even a political group. Talk about power! What if they all went on a two-week strike? States like California, Texas, Nevada, Oregon, Washington, Arizona, and more; these six states would be in serious trouble. Fast food restaurants, motels, hotels, hospitals. They would all suffer incredible loses. Some, being put out of business. The agriculture industry would lose billions in a well-timed two-week shutdown. What is the solution? If you have any ideas e-mail me.
duwayne@partiallyretarded.com

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Understanding Men

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Men: Understanding men is really a no-brainier; when a young mans hormones start to flow, his brain does a crash dive to the head of his penis, and lingers there tell he gets enough sex enabling him to spend a few hours a day working. To earn enough money so he can afford to chase after more sex. Or in many cases a wife, who he foolishly believes will give him sex when ever his little heart desires.

Men will go to the wildest extremes for sex< they'll go after any women who gives him the slightest inclination that she is interested. They'll go after their neighbors wives, baby setters, waitress's, their wives sisters, cousins, even their best friends wives, even their secretaries, you think all those secretary jokes where made up?

What's really scary is how far some men will go for sex, even for a quickie, they will jeopardize everything they’ve spent a life time working to achieve. A few of our Presidents are a good example, no, I'm not going to pick on slick Willie, hell, our Senators and Congressmen have been having sex with interns, male and female since the beginning of the political system.

Young men don't understand what motivates them to take such risks for quick sex; all they know is at any given moment they have to have her, her meaning some bimbo he wouldn't want to be seen in public with. As soon as he's had his pleasure he's out the door hoping no one saw him with this ten minute or less love affair.

Today it's hard to hide your indiscretion's, especially if your famous, even preacher's are getting caught. Jimmy Swaggert made millions off television, and the television media did there best to bring him down after catching him with a hooker. He was smart, he immediately went on television with hands in the air and tears in his eyes proclaimed he had sinned and begged God to forgive him. A month later he got caught with another hooker. I don't hold this behavior against him, at least he goes after adult women, on the other hand catholic Priest are now involved in a scandal that is rocking the Catholic church, sex with young boys.

The point I'm making is that men don't seem to have any control of themselves when it comes to sex, they'll do anything for it, even to the point of putting their life's on the line. Come on ladies how much more power do you want? If ever it came down to complete equality of the sexes you couldn't handle it, you control 87% of the money and 100% of what men can’t live without, and you want equality? You’ve got to be kidding.

In one survey they found men think about sex 10 to 30 times a day, for any man in a position to have sex with almost any young lady he wishes, those thoughts are going to be put into action. Henry Kissinger when asked by the president of China why so many women found him so attractive responded, "power is the ultimate aphrodisiac".

Perhaps someday we'll change our views on our sex life, and recognize it as a natural body function, that it's not a sin, nor should sex between two consenting adults be illegal; then we can get on with our lives without the guilt trips we’ve built around men's occasional indiscretions.

Before I get women hot at me let me add that women should have the same liberties as men, if she wants to go after some hunk for pleasure, go for it; not that they don't already, just ask any rock star, or professional athletic. What gets me is just how many women will spread their legs for some sleaze ball guitar player with no talent, rings in his ears, his navel, his tongue, even his penis, smart as a bowling ball; and you gals point your fingers at men, you should hang your heads in shame.
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