This site is old news, but it was only forwarded to me yesterday (I’m woefully behind the curve when it comes to forwards and memes).
The site is so over-top that it not only flirts with parody; it sticks its tongue in parody’s ear and promises to call it the next day. But it never calls.
Let’s have a look at some of the gems of wisdom that Dick Masterson has to share, shall we?
If there was a day dedicated to buying three times as much crap at a 50% off sale, or spilling fancy candle wax all over the carpet, then we wouldn’t need Mother’s Day.
If that’s all that it takes to be a mother, I may start to rethink my inclination towards tubal ligation. It sounds like a fairly easy job. My own mother apparently went above and beyond the call of duty. Not only did she take advantage of 50% off sales, but she also raised me by herself, kept me fed and clothed, made sure that I had access to medical care, helped me with my homework, paid for and drove me to tennis lessons, comforted me during hard times and rejoiced with me during happy times. I guess she was a bit of an overachiever, huh?
No comment on that, aside from an irrepressible chuckle followed by a smirk.
Oh, and let’s check out what is going on in Contradiction Corner:
Right, then.
That’s why men don’t ask for directions; because giving directions is a huge pain in the ass. You have to stop and try to remember what you’re thinking about for later and then walk some jackass down the street in your mind. Women don’t know how much of a pain in the ass it is because no one on Earth has ever asked a woman for directions.
Sooooo … men DO ask for directions? Or maybe they don’t? I live in a large city, and men ask me for directions all the time. I’m sure that Dick would inform me that that means that they are gay. Or considerate. Considerately gay? Fuck, this site is confusing.
Cheat On Your Wife or Girlfriend: Dick’s Miracle Cure for Erectile Dysfunction
If something inside your man-gut tells you that’s wrong, it’s merely your mighty man-conscious trying to fix something that’s broken in the world by fixing it in you. That’s how men do it. We lead by example. Fuck everything and everyone else. Have you ever heard of Ghandi? No woman can even understand what he did.
The truth is there’s no such thing as Cheating. It’s not a vice. It’s a natural thing. In fact it’s Father Nature’s way of telling you you have the debilitating syndrome of SW — a Shitty Wife.
If you’ve got SW, it’s because your wife is cheating on you anyway. All women are cheating whores and she’s no exception.
Double-standard, or difficulty with word comprehension? We report, you decide.
For those that like your sexism interactive, there is a delightfully named ManChat room available. It doesn’t seem to be very heavily populated, for some reason.
One more quote:
It’s because of their hormones, obviously. At some point women are too obsessed with sex to concentrate long enough to learn anything new — things like learning how to read a map or balancing the checkbook, or shutting the fuck up to avoid embarrassing everyone who’s ever known you.
Even though we all hate it