Women are the bane of mankind. If it were not for womankind, the world would be a better place. They are expensive, unthinking, selfish commodities who cannot understand the grip they have on mankind. Their cruelty knows no bounds, we men are slaves to their beauty!
Let me tell you about my chains. Her name is Natalya, and I have never loved and hated a person with such vigour. And yet! and yet! what joy I feel when I am around her, her silky golden hair as it flutters in the wind reminds me of the object of Jason's desire. Her love, her hate, her scorn her selfless martyrdom is alas so wonderful and who could forget her utter contempt for me. In such a heated atmosphere, where I cannot help but imagining strangling her and caressing her so gently with my touch! Oh! What joy it would be to kiss the ground she trod on while she spat at me. That is of course known as the institution of marriage
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