If I Was Superman
You know in movies when the bad guy has some outrageous plan to blow up half the world so they can be united by grief and loss to better humanity or some shit, I have the unpopular opinion that they have the right idea, but the wrong execution. This doesn't mean I agree with the idea of mass genocide, or that I really like the Mad Max franchise a little too much, I just have the mindset that humanity has stopped advancing and are super fucking close to backpedalling back into the stone age permanently.
How Is This My Fault?
This is a constant battle back and forth; one neither side can win. At the moment, it's just women yelling at a brick wall as men don't really have a decent argument. But, we actually do. Women want to be heard, which is understandable. They want change and a way to tip the scales to be equal. I mean, this is my pure, unadulterated non-rage version. I don't like what feminism has become so I'm going to focus on the message it was supposed to have. Here is my defence for all the men out there constantly in a battle to the death with a dragon that doesn't understand four words. Four simple words. ITS NOT OUR FAULT.
Don't Do Drugs, Leave That To My Friend
The story I'm about to tell you is completely true, from start to finish this masterpiece of a night out is completely factual, backed up by collaborators to make sure I hadn't taken drugs too, tripping off my face and imagining it. So buckle up and pretend you have nothing better to do for the next 10 minutes.