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it should be culturally acceptable for chicks to get punched in the face by men. that way these atrocities wouldn’t happen.
you see this shit right here? if the, “girls can take a beating” rule applied, then this bitch right here, wouldn’t be talking all that shit to a group of men behind her, trying to put hands on them and what have you. news flash ladies, people don’t like it when you grab at their head or smack them in the face. when men do that to each other, that’s a fist fight. you’re looking at a chick who has never gotten her shit split open for running off at the mouth. she has successfully made a fool of herself, got knocked down and emasculated her boyfriend in 3 minutes. i mean look at her man, he didn’t want no problems. he just wanted to watch his team from back home play in the play-offs. instead he looks like a bitch for letting cats throw his girls down the stairs. what he should’ve done, was as soon as she opened up her mouth, grabbed her by her arm took her outside and explained to her that she better shut the fuck up and keep her hands to herself or else he was gonna be fighting or getting punked on. the latter happened in this case. let’s be honest, he didn’t stand a chance, she was trying to talk him into an ass whooping.
girls need to realize that if you’re out with a man he feels responsible for your saftey to a certain degree and if he feels like he didn’t protect you, it’s a poor reflection on him. chivalry is not dead. but here’s the deal. you as the chick aren’t allowed to start talking shit for no fucking reason to a bunch of dudes. that’s not gonna do anything but get your man in a fight where he is: a) the hero b) the punk or c) getting gut stomped. and no matter what your evening is ruined. if you’re one of those types of women who can’t keep your mouth shut, maybe you need to find yourself one of those MMA dudes or a steven segal type brawler who’s down to fight groups of men armed only with a cue ball and a towel.
i remember i was out with a chick once some years ago, it’s 2am we left the bar and stopped at the denny’s on sunset and gower for a bite to eat, and this bitch, she decides she’s gonna start talking smart to a table of gangbangers next to us. i’m watching this shit unfold, shocked and amazed at her audacity. first off dumb bitch what the fuck are you doing speaking to other dudes if you out to dinner with me? secondly what good is gonna come of you talking slick to some gangsters. i mean shit i hadn’t even fucked her yet and i decided right then and there, based on her actions, i didnt wanna see her dumb ass again, so if she was gonna get punched in the face, fuck her. they’re going back and forth and the one with the tear drop tattoed on his cheek said something about us being some bitches. OK now he brought me into it. i’m scared as hell clutching my butter knife in case i gotta start stabbing motherfuckers, but i play it cool. i get all grown up on ‘em. i’m like, “look, we all men here, i haven’t disrespected you, so let’s not disrespect each other. let’s be some grown ups and finish our meal and be on our way.”
i expect them to be like, “fuck you holmes.” but somehow that shit works. they leave us alone, the chick finally shuts the fuck up, i pay for the meal, put her in the car and don’t say a word to her the whole way home, park in front of her house, lean over and open up her door and tell her to get the fuck out. that was the only time i had to deal with some shit like that, because i don’t fuck dumb broads or hood rats.
