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I am most turned on when I don't have to do any work.
You spend all that money and effort going to the restaurant, driving around and a few hours of PhD education on bra straps and they still expect the man to go on top and provide all the, er.... manpower for the exercise at hand?
Fuck. I want to lay back and reap the rewards, not fuck a sack of potatoes that's post-modern-feminist enough to get a job as a CEO of a company yet hypocritically believes it's still up to the man to do all the work.
I'm not bitter.
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