Showing posts with label cat and mouse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cat and mouse. Show all posts

Monday, September 10, 2007

The pickup artist, or the archtype of the Disney Villainess (me)


So 3 readers, has anyone seen this show on VH1 called the pickup artist? I am sad to say, SO sad to say that that shows has my fucking number. Women, go watch that show and tell me he doesn’t. He deconstructed how to make us weak and marketed it to losers. What a genius. He’s a weird looking dude, but just looking at him I can tell he’s the kind of man who would let me pull his hair while I sat in his lap and make him tell me all those naughty things he wants me to do, he pleads… oh the games would begin… And he’s not my type! And the lines he tells these guys are horrendous, actually think he’s kind of revolting in an aging Tommy Lee sort of way, but it makes sense! He knows how to keep himself interesting at every stage of the pickup, therefore you aren’t really looking around. I can see how his system works, and he would grow on you. He can understands your fantasies and the exact way to manipulate them. Jesus Christ I want that talent, just think of the power dynamic in that foreplay, actually playing cat and mouse in the beginning…phew. I would walk around Oozing sex if I was him, and that fellow readers (Watchers) is how he does it. A true dominant, he is dominant in life, like an actual dog, he can lead a pack. I envy his talent, and the trail of heartbreak he probably leaves behind. He knows how to read all our fantasies, and that’s why he’s all of our kryptonite. To be that gifted at manipulating a man, I get turned on just to think about it.
I need to go hit someone and cackle, please excuse me.