Ahhh, Halloween. The holiday that makes it socially acceptable for women to dress like the pieces of meat they claim to not want to be categorized as. You call it a "sexy" nurse, we call it a "slutty" nurse. (Curmudgeon's note - A lot of women get mad or upset when you make these comments. They say something like, "a male-dominated society has dictated these things, etc." Guess what? If all women got together tomorrow and unilaterally agreed to only wear baggy sweatpants and sweatshirts whenever they leave the house, guys would still be lining up to fuck them. There's something innate there. In the free market of flesh, men's supposed dominance isn't the sole force responsible for women walking the streets in spandex, mini-skirts, and low-cut tops. I'm just sayin'...)
Seriously, is this holiday not the clearest reflection of the fact that humans are just another species of animal? I was watching the Birds of Paradise episode of Planet Earth (possibly the best program ever made), and witnessed the male birds, with their ornately elaborate plumage, dance to attract the females, who, themselves, looked rather drab. And that's what we do on Halloween. People say that everyone dresses up, but women don't really dress up so much as they dress down, just being their naked selves. Men are the ones who don elaborate costumes and dance around like drunken morons trying to attract the attention of their skin-flaunting counterparts . . . so they can bang them.
Hmmm . . . now that I think about it, I guess that's pretty much the same as any other weekend. Oh well. So much for that.
Happy Halloween, you scantily-clad, beautiful beautiful whores . . .
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