I am sitting here enjoying a pipe of yet another burley blend and bouncing between Jawga Boys and other music. As I do so, a female with no business in a bikini comes out wearing one (accompanied bu her thirsty humping post). As they are playing in the pool, she gives a PERFECT EXAMPLE of female nature. I am not the tallest, or best looking, but Every time I feel eyes on me and look up, she is eyeing me like a piece of meat. 5'8.5", 219 lbs, full beard, and tattoos over a good portion of my torso; and a reasonably deep voice (bass-baritone to bass when I was a voice major years ago before I got tired of being treated by professors and female students-and a few males- like a prize hog-long story for another time-and burned those bridges before quitting to go elsewhere to get a business degree). I was friendly and greeted her "fuckboi" while ignoring her before picking up my Platinum Preppy and resuming my writing. Her behavior is disgusting. Every time she thinks neither of us is looking, I am catching her looking at me like I look at a quality steak...giving a perfect example of female behavior and nature. No shame. No fidelity. Nothing. My question to this situation is this: Why? She is supposed to be with this young feller and she is acting like this. I guess that while I am beginning to see females for what they really are, that it still surprises me sometimes. ...aaannnddd...as I finish this, the land whale from last night comes out in a one piece looking like five hundred pounds of chewed bubblegum jammed into a Wal-Mart sack, brood in tow and waiting for her group of cackling hens. The things I have noticed since this page began to open my eyes and provide a Red Pill Enema. Ha ha!