Women Don't Dress and Make Themselves up to Please Men; They Do It to Compete with Other Women

From the misogynistic but factual post I found on the Net recently:

Women crave sexual attention. They compete for it every moment they are in public.

Sure and then they’re preposterously prudish and try to get us in trouble at work or with the cops for the crime of having an obvious sex drive.

And women love to fight over hot men. They do it all the time. I’m a Chad, so I’ve seen it, even in mid-50’s! Two women almost came to blows over me at age 56! They were both around my age. It never ends. They were doing it when I was 20 and 21 too. My own girl cousins were fighting over me then. And if you have women fighting over you, you’re a hero to men and to a lot of women too.

If other women are wearing higher hemlines and lower necklines this season, they instinctively follow suit.

Sort of right. Women dress competitively like that for a lot of reasons, but actually it’s to impress other women. I was involved with a woman in her early 40’s some time ago, and she had sort of figured out men as a lot of women do by that age.

Her: Women dress up, wear makeup, all of that, all to show off and compete with other women. They’re not doing it for men. Why would they? Men will fuck anything. Sad but true.

You know how many women have told me “men will fuck anything?” Quite a few and they’re always older. Off the top of my head, one was 35, one was 44, and one was 50, and I was involved with all of them. I guess it takes them that long to figure us out.

They are out to provoke lust, and they know exactly what they are doing.

Well, that too. I was in a Starbucks some years ago and it was August, the first day of high school for the local girls. The place was packed. They were all sophomores, I later figured out, and most of them were dressed up like prostitutes! Like streetwalkers! Yes it was very hot outside but still it was very hard to not look at those girls.

Normally I’m not into most 15 year old girls because they look like too much of a “girl” for me. They’re too young at my age. Of course some look like grown women and that’s fine. A few look great up close but most don’t look great from a distance. Even up close a lot of them look way too young. And they act quite a bit like a girl too. They’re also way more mature than anyone thinks.

But when they were all dressed up like streetwalkers that day, they sure were interesting to me! One girl had a t-shirt that said, “Lust” on it. Baby, why don’t you just put a sign on your back that says “Fuck me?” That’s what you’re saying when you wear that shirt. I couldn’t help looking at her, and the girl was getting very annoyed.

15 year old girls still ask me out. I met one recently and talked to her for a bit. Not 10 minutes into the conversation and she wants to send me a ton of selfies. Not only that but she wants to move in! Crazy!

Her: Let me come live with you and you can rape me as often as you want, and I will give you as many babies as you want!

Me: But your parents will know you left home and notify authorities.

Her: Don’t worry about that. I’ll run away from home and I’ll smash my phone so they never find me.

Huh? Babies? You’re going to give me babies and you’re barely even able to get safely pregnant? Baby fever or what? That seems insane but that’s how females act around us Chads, and apparently I’m still a Chad somehow. It’s just that now I’m an old Chad, which is a weird thing for sure.

WTF. Rape me? You don’t want sex; instead you want rape? And remember how we talked about females and rape earlier and how feminists make no sense about rape. Well guess what? A lot of women want to get raped. They like getting raped. I suppose they don’t want to get hurt too badly if at all, and they surely don’t want to get killed, but you have no idea how many women get off on that idea. Women’s rape fantasies are legendary. Bodice ripping romance novels are no accident.

I turned her down. I had to. I’d be insane to date a 15 year old girl. I get caught doing something like that, and I’m screwed for life.