Saturday, August 09, 2008

Reason 18, 543

why I don't like women.

The pitch.

When women make these noises, as they frequently do in public, on buses, in shops, at films etc, do they disable the navigation system of the local bats?

Maybe PETA should be told.

13 comments:

Anonymous said...

Wow, that was painful to watch. Not the bird, but a human being so radically disconnected from reality. She's make a terrible farm girl. My wife and daughters help slaughter chickens and goats.

Histor said...

I don't know about farm girls, but I have yet to meet a girl who wouldn't squeak in fright at the sight of a bug. So it's not too surprising to me that this girl shrieked.

Personally, I'm the exact opposite of Screaming Blondie - ever since I could drive, I've wanted to run over small animals in the road. I haven't, though, and Isuspect it would be immoral.

Histor

Anonymous said...

Teaching in a girls' school does inure one, most of the time. Mind you, I'm now slightly deaf, with severe loss of acuity.

Girls are not only shrill: they're devious, spiteful and sly. Despite the noise, mess and aggresion, boys are infinitely preferable: you know where you are with them.

Anonymous said...

Sorry - 'aggression'.

Memo to self: use preview function.

Lucille said...

I'm no farm girl, but I live in a more rural area now than the town where I grew up, and dead animals don't really intimidate me much.

I can imagine one of my sister's friends acting like that, however.

John said...

I blame Walt Disney. It's all those anthropomorphic "educational" animal films every Sunday night.

Cheers,

-John-

Anonymous said...

I just had a most unpleasant thought re-watching the hysteria:

I wonder how many abortions she's had without batting an eye.

BillyHW said...

You see, that's why women shouldn't get to vote.

Histor said...

Combining John's comment with this...

"I wonder how many abortions she's had without batting an eye."

I figured out the solution to abortion: Make Disney produce anthropomorphic videos about fetuses.

Histor

P.S. I'm betting she's relied exclusively on Plan B. The young folks are canny in their use of anti-reproductive medications nowadays. Goes with the general technological skills.

M. Alexander said...

I didn't need to watch the whole thing to begin to understand your misogyny.

The last time I hit a bird, my daughter Anastasia and I were driving to or from Chicago- a 16 hr road trip. We drove, we talked, we camped, we gossiped, we listened to Johnny Cash, we drank Mike's hard lemonade and we decided that Ana really would go to Loyola this Fall.

And we never even noticed the bird that was morphed into the front grill. No idea when we hit it. And there was no remorse involved.

Hilary Jane Margaret White said...

I was in a car, that I was not driving, when we hit a cat, once upon a time. The road followed the local rail line and the cat had been startled by a train and was dashing in a panic across the road. I have to admit, I gasped loudly, and, being a softie at heart, I cried a little bit.

But I did it quietly.

J D Carriere said...

Sorry, Hilary, I just wanted to make sure I got that. You "gasped loudly", "quietly"? Is that right?

Hilary Jane Margaret White said...

gasped loudly first, having momentarily forgotten myself, then cried quietly, deeply mortified to find girly emotions lurking unpurged in my bosom.