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So the answer to all of life's potential problems are everyone bear arms. You're goddamned right I'm a realist Jack. I'm real enough to know not to willingly put myself, or the people I care about, in a potentially dangerous position without having to whip out my gat because someone beeped...

From a divorced guy who's been in your position, the most direct method of attack is head on. Head on and unapologetically. Be proud of who you are. This includes your current relationship situation with your soon-to-be ex-wife. Lay it out with your shoulders back, your chin high, and with a...

Retardation aside, this is the most homo-erotically charged post I've read in a long time. It's gay and funny at the same time. Like a blumpkin from Liberace! Thank you for the laugh SissyFairy.

So says the fvcking numbnut stone-tosser who wrote this doozie: Don't ever point your finger at anyone again. You're (notice proper grammatical use) is different than your and yore. Idiot.

Dude. Feel sorry for your hand. My chick is completely safe when she's with me. She's also strong enough, and has the requisite brass, to take care of herself when I'm not there. She's one of the few who knows full well that her awareness of her immediate surroundings will prevent bad...

In between my steady diet of squats, deadlifts, and bench presses; I go to the P90x Kenpo and Yoga dvd's. Those are harder than squats. Sweat like a fvcker.

This is the folly of inexperience coupled with angst-filled, Fatherless youth. Don't ever suffer the next woman in your life, the sins of the last. If you do you'll end up like this poor sh!tbird: Take a deep breath and reflect on what's important to you.

Cordon, tsk tsk. How dare you goof on the Hobit's heartthrob! I thought that was the newest cast member of the Real L Word.

"Ebony (wanna-be) and Ivory, lived together in perfect harmony..." I didn't think Paul McCartney could apply to anything. I was wrong. You lovebirds enjoy.

You'd still be jerking your load into your favorite white sock, while crying that Justin Beiber can't be yours. You'd still be a grammatical infant no matter what color you think you are. Now, pull your pants up, turn your lid straight, walk with both of your arches flat on the ground...

I thought you had a 20:00 curfew? Wasn't Justin Beiber just on? You know how badly you'd feel if you missed The Beebs. Log off MySpace, jerk a load into your favorite sock, then go to bed son.

Jesus-thefvckbastard-Christ. You're an idiot. What handbook did you read that says to be a "man" you have to control your woman? If you're so goddamned insecure in yourself that you must have complete control over your woman; you're in for a fvcked up relationshipless life. You keep...

Excellent book. Here are my recommendations: Aleister Crowley: Magick in theory and practice. Aleister Crowley: Liber Al vel Legis (The Book of The Law). Changed my life. Get through these and I'll give you a couple more to expand your consciousness.

Perhaps if you had any experience with mature minded people you'd be able to see exactly what I was talking about: personal responsibility. There's another fvcking 'tard who commented about walking down the street after a few drinks and getting jumped. In that instance, yes, it IS your fault...

He retorted for me. I figured you'd understand what the fvck he was saying more than anyone else.

Who gives a sh!t if it's true. She put herself in that dangerous situation in the first goddamned place. She got what she wanted: Male attention. It may not have been how she wanted it, but she got it. I'm sick of women going out in their bare ass, flounting all of their t!ttyballs, then...

This is what happens when Mtv and The Hills are your parental guides. You can keep those fires of her design close to your heart. Think of all of the time you'll piss away on her instead of pissing on her.

Here's why you're broke and a joke (whatever the fvck a jake is, you're that too). Contribute or get the fvck out of a man's way.

First, you're 33 not 13. Never use internet speak again. Ever. "lol" and that sh!t slang is left for chicks who still slave over MySpace. You want women to view you as a man who can lead them, be that man. Her girlfriends and the guys who are only ever going to smell her stank on her fingers use...

This is precisely what separates men from boys. Men will never allow this tripe to consume one moment of his time. Boys will do everything they can to devote themselves to the misery of her demise.