Monday, January 21, 2008

Rasputin has found a new potion for extending sex-time. Is called Viagra.

Must tell Bar Slut about the wonders of this miraculous scientific breakthrough. Maybe then she will give Josef Stalin more cardates, even if he has IQ of seaweed and portfolio to match.

What good is money when no one gives her even one single ruble to open her legs?

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

The Bar Slut's Guide For Picking Up Men

Ladies, not sure what to do when you eye that special man down at the end of the bar? Oh, he may not be Mr. Right but he's definitely Mr. Right Now. To land that dreamboat, here's a few pointers:

  1. Buy him a drink. Men never turn down free booze especially if it's a body shot.
  2. Walk by and drop something. It can be anything, from a book of matches to your birth control pills. The goal is to bend over so that he can see that sweet tramp stamp and the baby blue thong you picked up at Wal-Mart.
  3. Look sad and vulnerable. A lot of men love that weak woman crap. When he asks you what's wrong, make something up. Just don't be too dramatic or he'll think you're psychotic.
  4. Smile. I don't mean that booking photo smile. I mean that Farrah Fawcett, selling toothpaste smile. Men like it when you smile at them. Unless you're missing some teeth. Then consider just a closed lip smile but not a smirk as that makes you look like a total bitch.
  5. Show some cleavage. Ladies we all know that men are obsessed with breasts. It doesn't hurt to show a little cleavage and maybe a bit of the bra (assuming you're wearing one). The bra part only works if you're wearing one of the lacy ones. If you're sporting one of the industrial white ones, forget it. No one needs to see that, especially the guy you're trying to hook up with. However, all this means squat if your cup size is below a B.
  6. If you're sporting a mini, cross and uncross your legs. Men go nuts over that. I don't mean repeatedly like you're ADHD or have to pee. Just a couple of times. If you have cankles, then forget it. Actually, if you have cankles, why the hell are you in a mini to begin with? AND IF ALL ELSE FAILS,
  7. Take off your shirt. Yep, right there in the bar. He'll see all he needs to see before they throw you out and chances are he'll be right behind you.

So I wonder why this Englishman keeps coming here but never comments?

Is he afraid it will start an international incident?

Or is he just a lily-livered limey bastard?

Friday, January 4, 2008

A Spy and a Traitor To The Motherland

Looks like a member of the PEEPle's Party is visiting with relatives in Chicago:

ISP FDC Servers.net, LLC
Location
Continent : North America
Country : United States (Facts)
State : Illinois
City : Chicago
Referring URL
http://youhide.com/n...6773706f742e636f6d2f

Either that or, as I have suspected for some time, there is a traitor to Mother Russia that pretends to be a friend of the Czar, but spies for those who plot against him.

Maybe it's time to expose him...

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

A New Year

Well another year has come and gone. Time for some New Year's Resolutions. This year, I resolve to:

1. Have more sex.

2. Drink more booze.

3. Swindle more money.

4. Manipulate more women for the above.

5. Troll more sites pretending to be a benign presence when in reality I am looking for shit to cut-and-paste and send to my internet cybersex fuckbuddies in an effort to start more blogwars than ever before.

Some people, like an overripe limburger, are best used for landfill.