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Party In Roosh Vörek's Nightmares




Poetic Justice......still rape is wrong even if it is a rapist getting served up a huge dose of karma.




Today I am thankful for glocks, rape-axes, huge strap-ons and incubi - don't forget the incubi.








Some of my friends are upset at an article about a guy who probably couldn't get laid if he wanted to.  There is some terrible jerk who writes a lot of anti-woman rhetoric for attention. 

Now he wants rape to be legalized. 


Okay....sure thing buddy.

I'd like his address. 


I want to know where the party is going to be. 
Where can I get some flunitrazepam?
Should I invite Gentle Bob?  He ain't so gentle towards asshats.


I can easily put on two of those female condoms with razor sharp teeth they developed in Africa, take my Glock and a huge strap-on and have at him..


No...never mind.  He's too young for me.  Besides, he's too darn ugly.  Rape is a crime of power and control.  Ugly idiots are not challenging enough.  It wouldn't feel like a win to rape an easy target.  If I wanted control over someone, I'd like it to be someone important.


You know....like control over myself!! 


Self-control....yes....that is the biggest challenge.  It would seem that this is what we need to teach our young people.  We need to teach them to have self-control!


*****
First off, I've been raped. 


The first guy was a stranger.  I came home from visiting with my grandfather and this jerk was in my apartment.  He claimed that the landlord let him in.  He threw me on to the carpet and quickly did his thing  while making fun of me.  I think I inadvertently recorded everything he said to me.  He kept talking about his evil wife.  He named her and that is what eventually helped me figure out who he was.

I missed my graduation due to that ordeal.   I found a way to run away when he was taking a dump in the bathroom.  Thank Zues, men tend to have bad plumbing.  That saved my life!

I got the best of him, though.  I soon found out who he was.  It turned out that he went to high school with me five years before.  I found his face in a yearbook.  I did more research on him.   He turned out to be one of my sister's friends.  I found his wife.  I pretended to be pregnant.  It was so bad that when I saw this guy or his wife at the mall, I'd pretend to shop for baby clothes. 

They divorced soon after.  He LOST everything! 


Don't piss off a seventeen year old redhead. 

I never called the cops.


My justice was better. 




My first husband would beat me and have sex with me while I was unconscious.  We didn't last more than eighteen months.  His behavior was rape.  I wound up leaving him when he tried to invite other men to these "parties."


The last guy I dated did something so vile that he feared being arrested on rape charges.  He dragged me into his bedroom and was not very nice (refused to wear protection, too).  I'm pretty sure that he has a severe mental illness.  I let him off the hook when he said he was seeking therapy.  If I wind up with VD or something, I'll take matters in my own hands.




That said.....


I've got news for you.......


wait for it....


wait for it.....




MEN GET RAPED, TOO!!!




In fact, I have far more men who have been raped by other men than I have met women raped by men.   But then....I tend to hang out with gay rights activists.



BOYS GET RAPED, TOO! 




This idiotic noise maker doesn't get it, does he?  If he legalizes rape, he's going down.  Well...maybe not him....he's not really the best looking guy on the planet.  I think rapists like challenges.  He's too stupid to be a real challenge. 


A law like that will get boys raped. 

I can hear it now....don't go to a Catholic church or you'll be asking for it!  The minute you step past the door frame, they can do what they want to you! 

What is this guy....an idiot? 

Oh...yeah...we've already established that.




Still...I'd love to see him publicize his address. I can visit and pretend to have a huge 20" submarine sandwich under my oilskin riding coat.



******

Me? 


Well, I'm a witch who collects allegedly haunted artifacts. 


All I need is a birth name and a birth date.  It could help to know his mother's maiden name. 


I am allegedly the keeper of a hungry succubus and two hungry incubi. 

I'd be more than willing to send them Vörek's way.


It seems like he has a rape fantasy that he has yet to fulfill.

No cop will be able to help him.  Maybe he can make friends with an exorcist. 

Okay....okay....I'll do my best to keep my black candles packed away.  I'll try to show some self-control.....try....


What was it Yoda said again about try? 


Oh, that...

Ooops....how did that candle get on my altar? 

Did I set the fire on that cursing candle? 

It seems to me that I seriously need to work on that self-control piece.

Sweet dreams, Roosh. 

Got any holy water?  You're gonna need it. 


Love ya,



S. 





Edit;  Okay....okay....I should be an honorable Pagan and put forth a disclaimer. 


The Goddess Lilith is the mother of the succubi and the incubi.  She has been taken advantage of, lied about and abused by so-called men of God throughout history.  This beautiful Goddess does not condone rape.  She would curse any soul who would use her children to rape others, even rapists.




Don't you see?  Rape is such a slimy crime, even demonic goddesses do NOT condone it!










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