Dan on stalking and your mind…

Dan and teh menz were sitting in the break room having lunch.

Dan: Dammit, I saw something yesterday that pissed me off.

Nigel: Oh?

Dan: Remember those hot lesbians that live next to me?

Nigel: The ones you assume are lesbian, because they are two women who live near you?

Dan: … Yeah…

Nigel: I remember.

Dan: Well, I was watching their house waiting for them to come home–

Nigel: So you were stalking them.

Dan: … *grins* Yeah, I was stalking them. And so this fucking guy goes in while they aren’t there. That means he has a key. So, I figure that he’s either their brother, or one of them is playing around with being straight and that fucker beat me to it.

Daniel: *walks in* What are you talking about?

Nigel: Dan is stalking his neighbors.

Dan: Yeah, there are these two totally hawt lesbians living next door. I’m thinkin’ of goin’ over there and experimenting. They seem like the kind of girls that like to experiment. You know how lesbians are.

Daniel: Really. So what’s your wife think about that?

Dan: *snorts* What does my wife think? Please. Women don’t think.

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And that kind of says it all, doesn’t it? There are many layers of nested wrong within this paradigm. A pipe beating, I’m convinced, might be the only way to break through that much interdependent women-hating fuckwittery.