The general population of women are kinda stupid
If you are looking for a sexually frustrated rant about how women play with men’s minds you won’t find that here, but instead you will find an objective venture into the female psyche.
Now I was watching “Failure to Launch” with two girls the other night, (don’t ask how or why) and as I was watching this farce of a movie I realized that women are complete morons. They are stupid, and hollywood producers know this, they know that they are stupid and thus they pump out formulated chick flicks and date movies. Most chick flick scripts are the exact same except they change the names of the people and sometimes the Actors. The producers however do occasionally screw up and forget that they used the same actors with the exact same script without changing any of the names this was evident in “You’ve got mail” and “Sleepless in Seattle”.
As a matter of fact producers were scared shitless days before they were going to release “You’ve got Mail”
Nora Ephron: “Shit, shit, SHIT! guys we forgot to change the names or even the actors in this movie! It is exactly the same as “Sleepless in Seattle”! The public will revolt for treating them like complete morons! What do we do!?”
NewLine cinema: “Meh, I'll bet you 10 bucks that people(mainly women with their whipped boyfriends) are so stupid this movie will make it’s budget in the first two weeks of release.”
and that newline cinema guy got his 10 bucks.
You could not possibly ask for a more formulated story/characters/plot if you tried. It’s been done! Done to death!
A quirky handsome bachelor meets an attractive sweet and sensitive girl the two have some kind of encounter but due to sheer persistence of the bachelor he finally dates the girl. Both characters have very quirky acquaintances and friends that make the two protagonists seem excruciatingly normal in relative terms. Everything is going great between the two protagonists they are falling hopelessly in love, and supposedly hilarious things happen such as the father fancies himself as a nudist and the protagonist is constantly harassed by animals. Then someone fucks up or the pretenses of how they met are shown, one or both of them get mad and refuses to talk to each other then eventually for whatever reason (this is the part that is unrealistic, because in real life if you fuck up once that’s it you’re done. Proof oof this is found in the docu-drama seinfeld.) there is one big last monologue of apology and undieing love. They kiss, the quirky friends kiss, the chipmunks kiss and they all live happily ever after. The Fucking End.
After the movie was over I was asked what I thought of it and I said that I hated it, and they said “oh you’re just filled with hate and scorn” which is a condition known to the French as being alive.
If this example is not proof enough, it is the simple fact that men can buy women’s love the same way I could buy a pet monkey’s love: by producing bananas and shiny things. In doing this both creatures will love me forever.
Pretty simple I’d say, pretty simple indeed.
If I were to ask a girl what her favorite movie were and she started with “Failure to Launch, Hitch, Casanova and etc…” I would know to stay away from her because she is probably wearing a diaper and can barely spell her own name.
If you think I’m being ridiculous imagine if you asked a dude what his favorite movies were and he said “Mission Impossible 2, The Fast and the Furious, and Gone in 60 Seconds”…
Now I was watching “Failure to Launch” with two girls the other night, (don’t ask how or why) and as I was watching this farce of a movie I realized that women are complete morons. They are stupid, and hollywood producers know this, they know that they are stupid and thus they pump out formulated chick flicks and date movies. Most chick flick scripts are the exact same except they change the names of the people and sometimes the Actors. The producers however do occasionally screw up and forget that they used the same actors with the exact same script without changing any of the names this was evident in “You’ve got mail” and “Sleepless in Seattle”.
As a matter of fact producers were scared shitless days before they were going to release “You’ve got Mail”
Nora Ephron: “Shit, shit, SHIT! guys we forgot to change the names or even the actors in this movie! It is exactly the same as “Sleepless in Seattle”! The public will revolt for treating them like complete morons! What do we do!?”
NewLine cinema: “Meh, I'll bet you 10 bucks that people(mainly women with their whipped boyfriends) are so stupid this movie will make it’s budget in the first two weeks of release.”
and that newline cinema guy got his 10 bucks.
You could not possibly ask for a more formulated story/characters/plot if you tried. It’s been done! Done to death!
A quirky handsome bachelor meets an attractive sweet and sensitive girl the two have some kind of encounter but due to sheer persistence of the bachelor he finally dates the girl. Both characters have very quirky acquaintances and friends that make the two protagonists seem excruciatingly normal in relative terms. Everything is going great between the two protagonists they are falling hopelessly in love, and supposedly hilarious things happen such as the father fancies himself as a nudist and the protagonist is constantly harassed by animals. Then someone fucks up or the pretenses of how they met are shown, one or both of them get mad and refuses to talk to each other then eventually for whatever reason (this is the part that is unrealistic, because in real life if you fuck up once that’s it you’re done. Proof oof this is found in the docu-drama seinfeld.) there is one big last monologue of apology and undieing love. They kiss, the quirky friends kiss, the chipmunks kiss and they all live happily ever after. The Fucking End.
After the movie was over I was asked what I thought of it and I said that I hated it, and they said “oh you’re just filled with hate and scorn” which is a condition known to the French as being alive.
If this example is not proof enough, it is the simple fact that men can buy women’s love the same way I could buy a pet monkey’s love: by producing bananas and shiny things. In doing this both creatures will love me forever.
Pretty simple I’d say, pretty simple indeed.
If I were to ask a girl what her favorite movie were and she started with “Failure to Launch, Hitch, Casanova and etc…” I would know to stay away from her because she is probably wearing a diaper and can barely spell her own name.
If you think I’m being ridiculous imagine if you asked a dude what his favorite movies were and he said “Mission Impossible 2, The Fast and the Furious, and Gone in 60 Seconds”…
posted by Doc at
2:37 PM
3 Comments:
Great post Duncan, best one i've ever read from you!
Dave
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Anonymous, at 3:38 PM
Just like how my mother spent 45 minutes picking out a card for my cousin's daughter, who is one and cannot read.
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joe, at 3:56 PM
i personally think the previous post was the best post i've done to date.
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Doc, at 12:47 AM
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