THE 5 MADD REALITY LAWS OF LOVE AND MARRIAGE IN TODAY’S WORLD

THE 5 MADD REALITY LAWS OF LOVE AND MARRIAGE IN TODAY’S WORLD

OR

THE FACTORS THAT COMES INTO PLAY IN MAKING YOUR LOVE AND MARRIAGE HAPPEN.

DISCLAIMER AND WARNING

If you are some 17 year old or 20 year old who is just undergoing the explosion of pubic hair around their face or genital area, pimples or having your parents pay your bills – please don’t bother reading this simply because it would not make sense to an incompetent asshole like you.

You sense of reality is as good as my wanting to fart in my house toilet.

How do you qualify to read this shit?

ONLY and ONLY if you are

1)       looking after yourself,

2)       paying your fucking bills – and with that I don’t mean your fucking pocket money!

3)       living independent for the past 2 years

4)       know what a pussy or cock tastes of at least 3 different partners and also know the difference between super salty and salted cum

5)       Tried anal with a few bits of excreta left on your hot-dog

6)       Told your father to fuck off and succeeded in making him fuck off

7)       Got drunk and paid through a credit card after over-shooting the limit

8)       Your mother tries to be nice to you because you earn more than her

9)       Don’t dress up like some dorky pop star

If any of the above are not in sync with your personality, please don’t bother even trying to understand this script.  

And after reading this script, if you realize you have made a relationship mistake by dating a loser and you break up with the loved one – You cannot sue me in court.

Also,

If you are some know it all single woman with a good career and qualification, please don’t being to assume even remotely that you being the .0000000001 % of the population you represent the masses. You are just one single fragment of a sperm that thinks no end of herself (or himself) and no one cares a dam anyways. (and may be that is why you are still single and still want to read this BITCH!)

(Now the script continues)

Ahem

*Drum roll*

Ahem…

THE 5 MADD REALITY LAWS OF LOVE AND MARRIAGE IN TODAY’S WORLD

OR

THE FACTORS THAT COMES INTO PLAY IN MAKING YOUR LOVE AND MARRIAGE HAPPEN.

Love.

Misunderstood word.

Marriage.

Misused word.

Welcome to the 21^st century where both these terms are interchanged and intertwined to such a degree – one cannot see the difference.

(can someone shut the fucking drum roll…!!! I am trying to do a fucking script here FAGGOT!!!)

Ahem…

Back to my script…..

So what is the reality of love and marriage in todays world?

Real truths.

Truth’s that we tend to ignore but which come into play in the decision of the majority.

Here is the break down.

THE 5 MADD REALITY LAWS OF LOVE AND MARRIAGE IN TODAY’S WORLD

OR

THE FACTORS THAT COMES INTO PLAY IN MAKING YOUR LOVE AND MARRIAGE HAPPEN.

1)      SHOW ME THE MONEY

People may deny the importance of finance. But yes, today majority of the decisions are based on how much money you have.

Best example was given to me by my once super sonic hot girl friend from Belarus (she comes from nearby Russia – by the way she gave me the best blow job and she always let me take her from the ass). When I proposed to her, she at the right moment told me something I would never forget.

She said “Sweetheart, look. I know you love me (hell yeah, love the blow job bit!). I know you do. But lets assume, tomorrow after we marry and I get pregnant, can you afford to have one servant for me, one for the baby, one for the house and one to look after you (fuck so many???) ? Can you give me enough money to stay at home and live a lavish life? Can you take care of my family also?” (And here I thought I was only getting married to her!)

She added by saying “I have so many men after me – everyone from business tycoons to people working for the Sheikhs. They are prepared to gift me everything from expensive cars to villas – my question to you is this, Can you? All I have to do as a woman is keep your cock, your stomach, your heart and your ego happy. Can you keep me happy?”……In other words she was trying to tell me ‘Can you afford me?”

(Later on she was honest to tell me that she loved me because I made her cum repeatedly and that I had a not-so-big dick that didn’t hurt her when I went anal with her….wonder if she was trying to make a point…?)

Well and that was my shortest lesson on how important money is in life today.

Honestly, if you look at it, the majority of all decisions of love are based on how strong is your financial backbone. And since we live in a dog eat dog world where money does give you benefits – everything from giving you a good life to giving your children a good life – whats wrong  with this?

2)      HOW QUALIFIED ARE YOU or WHAT DO YOU WORK AS?

Have you ever seen a well-groomed suited super old man walking with a woman dressed up really sexy but as old as his daughter?

Having someone with an MBA or PHD or someone working in the capacity as a Director is an impressive mark of success. Yes, it does impress many women (and now a days men also) simply because along with that ‘qualification’ come many benefits that entitle your lover to a whole new world of opportunities that may be he or she could not get by themselves.

3)      THE TOYS THAT YOU HAVE AND CAN AFFORD.

I have yet to mean a man or woman who has not been impressed by a simple nice guy or girl driving a Bentley sport, having a Rolex watch (original) or a 7 bedroom villa in Vegas.  I mean why shouldn’t they be impressed – the cost of the piece of art is itself what many cannot hope to earn in a life time – so such toys as houses, cars, accessories and like are the impress-me factors!

4)      YOUR PASSPORT

With all the bull-shit put aside, there are benefits of getting married to someone with an American Passport compared to getting married to someone with an African, Bangladeshi, Afghani or for that matter Indian Passport – and don’t deny it. Why do you think so many cute Asian women die to marry western expatriates? (and here I am not talking about a billionaire Indian versus a poor beggar westerner – please use your fucking common sense).

Trust me, it does not make them cheap.

It is only a hardcore reality of the fact that being associated with one country gives you better benefits than being associated to another. (no wonder when you land in India, it smells as if someone farted on your face!)

And when you think of having a better life for children (with free and quality education and health benefits) being a western expatriate is better off anyday!

5)      YOUR PERSONALITY

No one wants to marry someone worse off than them. They always want someone ‘better’, ‘smarter’, ‘deeper’ etc etc etc…..The sum total of a package always attracts the no so better opposite gender. That is why it is always better to have someone better off than you – which honestly speaking, everyone goes for. I mean, don’t you want someone more better off than you?

So having stated these wise words of wisdom, I just want you to know that it is not wrong to choose anyone with the following traits. I mean why should it be wrong? You want a better life and so you are shopping for a better product. At the end of the day, I think everyone is aiming for only one thing – a better life for them, a better future for their children and better tomorrow for everyone else….

Thank you for taking the time to read this…

Now get back to your fucking work.

Why I have decided to marry her.. only her…my best friend.

Other women always complained of the baby that I was.

She always told me she loved the baby that I was.

Other women have asked me to become mature to be their man.

She said I was mature enough to be her man.

Other women pointed out so many thing in my manners that were wrong.

She told me she never noticed anything in my manners that were wrong.

Other women pointed at my tattoos and said they may be a taboo to our children’s future.

She pointed at my tattoos and said they would be something unique to our children’s future.

Other women pointed out that I don’t go to Church and that may be a major issue to them.

She pointed out that since I don’t go to Church that would of no issue to her.

Others women were conscious of the fact that I would hold their hands in public.

She was conscious of the fact if I didn’t hold her hands in public.

Other women pointed out a problem that I was a college drop out

She wondered what was a problem since I was a college drop out

Other women spoke on problems that we may face in the future because of how I was

She spoke on beautiful moments we would face in the future simply because of how I was

Other women wanted me to improve and become better.

She wanted me to be to just me and remain happier.

Other women pointed out so many imperfections in me.

She pointed out so many perfections in me.

Other women said they would marry me once they would get to know me better.

She said she would marry me as soon as possible because she knew me better.

Other women said they would introduce me to the family ‘one day’

She said she wanted to introduce me to the family ‘today’.

Other women said they would marry me when the time was right

She said she wanted to marry because the time was right

Other women asked for a big list of plans at the day of marriage…

All she asked was to be with me during the day of marriage

Other women said, we will marry, give us time to love and grow

She said, we will marry…just say I do.

Other women asked me so many things, so many promises and so many hopes…..

But her…all she wanted was me for me…and only one thing…love.

Other women were my best lovers, my arm candy and my show pieces from end to end…

She is simply one thing…my lover, my companion and my best friend.

So that is why I wonder why did I ever wanted to marry the other women….

And that is why I just want to marry her….she is one and only….my best friend.

Write a New Note The Prostitute and I - Part 4 (And stuff 'decent' folks do in the dark)

So what did I see?

Stupid things like…

1)       Female smiling at me and trying to show her ‘sexy’ side…that is until her boy friend comes along and wonders where she disappeared

2)       Another one who finds the best spot to place all her drinks and her friends drink only near my place, next to my man bag – because she knows no one would bother standing next to a tattooed guy like me or dropping her glasses filled with drinks…

3)       A guy purchases a AED 50 bucks drink and then to impress the scantily glad female standing next to him…he give the bartender a AED 100 buck tip…and I am like, Gosh, I wish I was a bartender!

4)       Another guy squeezes his girl friends ass nicely…and then I find out she is also squeezing his ass….Wonder whats going on? A contest of who squeezes whose ass better?

5)       A guy who is busy rubbing himself on his girl…and then when she moves to go to the washroom, he doesn’t even realize, he has a very visible erection with a wet spot on his trouser….

6)       A female getting pissed drunk…so drunk that he nipple is slightly exposed…(and boy was it a nice little brown nipple)

7)       Another gay chap who didn’t find anyone else to stare and smile at, than me….and then he actually comes over to talk to me…and leaves me his phone number….God Help me….

8)       A guy and girl who are talking to each other really close…while his girl is so close to me…I am wondering where do I move from the corner I am in…

9)       Finally, 2 idiots who come into a very humid club wearing….a 3 piece suit

And finally…I bumped into my prostitute……and that is where….my story begins….

The Prostitute and I - Part 3 (or smelly arm pits & fungus infected vaginas)

The funny thing is…what can be less interesting and more shocking?

Could it be one of the following?

1)      Skinny men who never exercise or know how to fight, act macho to protect their ‘pretty’ women while holding the hand of their female to show a ‘she belongs to me’ sign board on her?

2)      Men raising their hands up in the air to dance – only to display a wet patch of under-arm sweat with the sweaty urine sweat mixed with some cheap deodorant?  - and I don’t know if you call that ‘dancing’

3)      Women acting sexy and dancing sexy but don’t know how to stop making their vaginas stop stinking of urine?

4)      Women dancing with other women, while crossing their legs and acting like lesbian lovers in heat – while they fail to accept that cunnilingus is an accepted art form of love making?

5)      Some of the Philipina chicks who dress up really hot, smell really good but have their pussy holes and assholes filled with all the possible STD’s in this planet?

6)      The Indian chicks who think they are ‘hot’ and in demand but whose character is no better than having your underwear not washed for 3 days and then you taking a nice whiff of it?

7)      May be the so called ‘religious’ folks who pray to God during the day and wish they could shag their friends wife by night?

I honestly don’t know…but all I know is this happens all the while.

Now let me be honest.

This should not serve as a testament that I was holy or a nice guy.

Come on….

I came to the club for a reason.

To get laid.

Or at least act like, I came to enjoy and not get laid but hope I got laid in the process.

So what did I do?

Now…

I will tell you this ONLY if you promise to keep it a secret.

Don’t want people going around thinking I wanted to shag any female with a pair of nice tits and a nice ass.

After all I too have to maintain my ‘image’ in society and look ‘decent’.

So who were my potential targets?

Let me see…

1)      The waitress whom I could tip a nice tip and may be she would be interested in ‘getting to know me’ thing and then I could shag her after bull-shitting to her stories of love and having children?

2)      The short girl with the real big tits and real short skirt who was portraying to be decent but kept gyrating her ass towards me

3)      The old female who looked like she was dumped by every man on the planet and she was looking for any guy who could get her pissed drunk and become her dildo for the night….

Well….So when I was about to do this…

Well I saw Nirvana!!!

This is what I saw…..

(PS - For inspiration...Look at this youtube video - 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1GRYGFwqGsk&feature=related )

Write a New Note The Prostitute and I - Part 2 (or the stupidity of men and women in a night club & why its better to have a whore than girl)

It’s odd all the interesting tit bits you tend to notice in a club

Here is one –

People celebrating their birthdays in a night club – which is meaningless.

Why?

1)      Celebrating in an over-priced environment that caters more to loose character-ed ‘folks’ called ‘friends’ who are more interested in the glamour world and alcohol than being there as a friend

2)      Inviting people to drink ‘alcohol’ which is in itself a bloody waste

3)      Having all fake people wearing a fake attitude with a fake outlook

4)      Getting a fake orgasm of feeling important – while the fact remains, no one gives a fuck about you in a bad day

5)      And finally, acting obnoxious as if you are young, when actually you should be more focused on other important things in life.

Here is another –

Women dressing up sexy, acting sexy, dancing and showing sexy – which is again meaningless.

Why?

1)      They dress up like whores or prostitutes for sale looking for the highest bidder. And if for any reason you act ‘indecent’ towards them, well they not only demand respect stating they want to look ‘sexy. You dress like a bitch, in a place filled with horny dogs (called men) who are not in their senses (because of spirits) and then you act ‘decent’? Wow.

2)      They like to portray that they are women with character and depth – but what character and depth is present when a woman is seeking the best bargain in town? And then when they are dumped like a second hand piece of cloth that is used to wipe someone’s arse, they cry those crocodile tears hoping to generate ‘empathy’ through their sob stories.

3)      They state the logic and give justifiable excuses about being good – while their actions prove otherwise.  I mean why is it they don’t behave like this in front of their father or mother or in the house of prayer? Is it….er…bad? or something not ‘very appropriate’ that they do in a club that cannot be done in a house of prayer?

Hmmmm…. I wonder…

And finally,

Here is another –

Men acting what they are not – which again is meaningless.

Why?

1)      Why act too cool, or dress like some ‘pop-star’ or ‘film actor’ or spend more on an already over-spent credit card? For what? To attract some pussy? Isn’t it cheaper to go to a whore? (check Appendix A at the end of the note)

2)      Acting too decent when the actual goal is nothing but to get in between the legs of the first female who smiles at you. For what? Why don’t you be so honest as to cut the bullshit and claim that you want sex (and yes, you are cheating on your partner?)

3)      Acting too successful with so much of ball-talk, when the fact remains, if you were successful, you would be at home, with a family and purpose…..So whats the point?

Appendix A

Rates of whores & prostitutes and why whores are better than bitches who come to a club.

I honestly feel its better to go to a whore than a female in a club – Why?

·         Here is why…

·         USD 150 if you take a fat ugly African girl home with no demand but promise to be nice

·         USD 100 if you take a good Russian girl home but promise not to fuck her in the ass hard or hurt her

·         USD 50 if you take a Pakistani lady who is so fat, if she sat on you, you would have back problems

·         USD 10 if you go in the afternoon for a Chinese Old Aunty.

·         USD 0 if you go to a unsatisfied married woman and if she found you hot. She would even purchase your condoms, suck and swallow and give you food to eat and make your feel as if she is your mother.

So during all this…I saw something else that was no longer interesting…but a wee bit shocking…..

The Prostitute and I - Part 1

27^th May 2010

11pm.

Here I am.

Standing in KEVA (night club)

Haven’t been laid in 6 months.

No sex.

No pussy.

No blowjob.

Ouch.

Talk about a recession.

She stood and

Stared at me

Slightly so that it would be a stare

But long enough to know

Yes it was a stare

5ft 11in

Slim, Slender, Sexy

Black top

Beautiful Big Breasts

Bare Back

My description of her would be

Dangerously Elegant.

She guts made her look like she was in her 30’s

But her figure made her looking something like the 20’s

Sharp features to turn heads

Strong perfume to make you notice her presence

And a curved body that was so striking

You would want touch it to know it was for real

The strobe lights were flashing

The smoke machine were at it

The darkness was cooled with air-conditioners cooling our heated bodies out

While heart pounding bass beats mixed with the smashing slicing treble tempted us to move to its beats

Girls were skimpy outfits

Showing their waxed glossy legs

The soft curvy breasts

The bodies which went through the discipline of exercise and diet

Now were for display…

Fresh for sale

For the eyes of many….

Yet act as if…

Please, Im a decent woman who dressed up sexy because I believed I am sexy…

They wore clothes enough to cover what was shameful

But expose enough to make others want to be shameful

It was like being a whore

Without being branded as one.

And the men…sorry boys

Dressing up like some kind of boy band

Youthful, Young and Yearning for attention written all over it…

Some with spiky gelled hair

Some with cigarettes in their mouth

Some with ear-rings

Some with one tattoo to show the macho of their personality

Some with their trousers lower than their butts displaying an overpriced under-wear they could afford

Some with well….style that you cannot classify in any book in this planet.

And finally the third category you have

Those who have crossed the twilight of their lives…

Who are either too old

Too ugly

Too fat

Too horrible

And too stupid

To be even wanted or looked upon…

May be trying to live the glory years again?

And in this den of alcohol, attention, abandonment

Shame, desperation and sin

I saw some interesting tit bits….

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