Last night I was at the bar shooting pool with my friend in the local tournament.

Afterwards a few of the guys were buying holes some drinks (not a typo) in some vain efforts. Being the most muscular, I get attention from the shallowest of holes. I told her I wasn't interested, period, and to find someone else to soul drain. This upset her and, once she told her friends, a few women.

Mysoginist they called me. I looked at her and told her and her gaggle of holes,

I want to thank every woman who ever rejected me for saving me from the misery of having to deal with this petty bullshit. You have done me a monumental favor and you've put me miles ahead of where I would be, if I had to drag any of your dead weight through life.

I ended up leaving because this basically upset every woman in earshot. We went to my place and enjoyed the night. I own my own pool table. My whiskey selection is better. Women offer nothing to the successful man except holes.

Go your own way.