Prime dropped a link to an essay by raging redneck iconoclast Jim Goad in yesterday’s post. The sheer amount of hilarity contained in it was too good to wait for next Sunday:

One simple rule, guys—the first time she gives you some lip, bust it open WIDE. She won’t talk shit again. Not if she’s smart, she won’t. Smack her mouth so hard, she won’t be able to open it for a month. It’s difficult to bitch and moan and nag with a broken jaw, isn’t it? Your fists are a judge’s gavels. When she’s in contempt, pound down on her until there’s order in the court. Don’t let her get away. Make her pay for being a woman.

You’ve gotten me interested in Goad, Prime. He sounds like the American Céline.

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