Now, that you’ve set the groundwork for an evening of choice ass poetry…or is it choice ass-poetry? Either way, read on to find out how you can really tug at her heartstrings. The ones that are connected to her brain and her vagina. Like this romantic AND informative limerick you could recite in an intimate situation.
There once was a smart young lady
Who wasn’t ready to have a baby
With no birth control around
Planned Parenthood run aground
She stopped having sex. JK. That’s crazy.
"Judaism believes that therapeutic abortions, namely, abortions performed in order to preserve the life of the mother, are not only permissable, but mandatory. The stage of pregnancy does not matter. Wherever there is a question of the life of the mother, or that of the unborn child, Jewish Law rules in favor of preserving the life of the mother. The status of the fetus as human life does not equal that of the mother.
I have not asked you to adopt and adhere to my religious beliefs. Why are you asking me to adopt yours? And finally, Mr. Speaker, I’m flattered that you’re all so interested in my vagina, but no means no.”
In the article, Paul describes what’s gone wrong with so many so-called men today – namely their relationships with their women, their kids, themselves, and the world.
“Most men I see today have become domesticated. Owned up by their women/girlfriends, pussy whipped, fat and out of shape, or skinny and out of shape. Pacifists who give too much of a shit about politics, not enough about disciplining their children, and not enough about being a leader in their house/home/life.”
I know, right? When I see some pussy crying about his wife needing birth control, I die a little inside. Man up and tell her that it’s a woman’s duty to let men decide what to do with her vagina. After that, it’s in God’s hands. Speaking of which, God created man in his image, so you ought to trust your girlfriends vagina with any man’s hands. Just not their own. That’s gross.
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