"Leaving sex to the feminists is like letting your dog vacation at the taxidermist." --Matt Barry
I wonder if the feminist movement didn't stem from bad sex? I mean, honestly, one good hard take control fuck from my husband, and instantly I sound like June Cleaver. "Yes dear. Whatever you say dear. May I fetch your pipe and slippers?" The feminists just went too long without a decent lay and of course they got pissed!! And then there was all the bra burning, which of course resulted in seeing bouncy boobs and nipples all over the place. Just try to tell me that that wasn't a desperate attempt to stop the insanity. It was basically an invitation. "See my tits? Wanna squish your face between them and bite my nipples? Take me!!" The longer they went with out the love, the more bitter they became. I completely understand now.