bathe her and send her to me. ill straighten her out
Silly boy. If you were man enough for me, you'd bathe me yourself. Now go back to jerking off to your One Direction posters.
sorry didnt mean to offend you, its merely a very common tv/film trope /Main/BatheHerAndBringHerToMe that has been used throughout time across types and genres. i really didnt think that would be taken seriously but apparently I misjudged on how uncommon that trope was.
Now that we are all acquainted and I have asserted myself as a "Oh God here she comes, duck" sort-of-gal :p please allow me to share why I am so "sensitive" presently. I have never been a feminist- didn't see the need as you boys were always great about making me feel like I was better. Yay me! In any event, in the last year as we've seen a migration into Bitcoin from Wall Street, along with it have come the wolves.
Most recently, I had a man named David Haith follow me around TMBC convinced we had "a connection". If you've met me, you probably hopefully felt that way also as I like to "connect" with people. However, other than wearing the scandalous outfit you can find on Twitter as I danced with Jeffrey Tucker, I in no way gave an indication I was the wanton hussy I hope to one day be. (You all do read humor, right?) In any event, he was insistent that we have a meeting to chat and Sunday seemed like as good a time as any since many had left. I asked if he wanted to get a bite at a place I knew away from the cacophony and he agreed.
It was fine that he was an hour and a half late, and that he was so overcome by his Aderall dosage, or something, that he could not finish a complete thought, except to say that I had changed his life. Wow! That is something, no? I said I hoped for the better and he said indeed, I had to the tune of $2.5 million. Whoo hoo! I was thrilled for him. He said he'd like to do something for me and I assured him the dinner he'd just offered to buy me was more than enough.
No way! He wanted to wow me to demonstrate his monumental appreciation. And what do you think that might be? Tea! A $840 cup of tea. Well, a $4 cup of tea in a $836 hotel room. :/ Eww. When I insisted that my Clevelander room overlooking the pool and disco that pumped until 430 am with my roomie who was crying hysterically as a result of bonking on her presentation was preferable, he told me he'd like to then give me 1 million mazacoin. He's asked me three times since to keep him company as he's terribly tired of his wife of 20 years and "oh, wait, hold on and I'll send that to you now". Ugh! And no, at this time, I've received no MC.
Considering I was the lone voice publicly telling Andreas to "stand the fuck down" and stop telling the world that the men are all lecherous pigs who are sexually harassing women in the space, I was heartbroken. Seriously guys, as hot as I may be and as fabulous a lay some lucky man may discover, I am much smarter and even more principled and would appreciate being recognized for that as it is not only rare, it was a costly road for me to travel with a lot of casualties along the way.
Did I mention I talk a lot...cuz I'm a girl!
So, yes, we're cool and if you let me know if advance that we are going to be running into each other, I'll make sure and bathe as I sometimes forget depending on if it's Nerd Day, or not. I'm bi-sphere. Heh
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