Author: Rob Says

A man who loves and likes women.

Dominic

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A couple of weeks ago I met a young guy that I will call Dominic. When I say he’s young, he’s approximately 25 or 26 years old. Dominic works construction as a foreman or some such for his company. Dominic has a son and is now divorced.

Dominic and I met over a couple of beers and he told me some of his life story. His wife filed for divorce about a year ago and that divorce is now finalized and done. The now ex-wife has moved on with her life and is actively dating and fucking other guys. Dominic gets to see his son every other weekend and he has quite a bit of parental rights that he exercises. Dominic pays his ex-wife some form of child support.

Pretty standard situation huh? But here’s where it gets interesting:

Dominic knows that his ex-wife is dating and fucking other dudes. Dominic has had a couple of women in his life since his divorce, but nothing lasting and nothing serious. Dominic loves his son. Dominic spends as much time with his son that he can. Dominic (as far as I know, isn’t behind in child support payments) is trying to be a good father.

Dominic is also wanting to get back with his ex-wife.

Dominic crashes at a friend’s house on occasion even though he has a place of his own to crash at, all in order to be closer to his son.

Dominic sometimes sleeps in his truck, hoping and waiting for his ex-wife to invite him back into the house that they once shared.

Dominic’s ex-wife sometimes lets him stay at what was once his home, but only occasionally.

Dominic isn’t fucking his now ex-wife, but he wants to.

Dominic has all sorts of excuses, rationalizations, and reasons for what he is doing. He truly believes that he’s going to change his ex-wife’s mind and that she will “see the light and the error of her ways” and take him back. It’s what he truly believes and really wants.

Do you think he will or would listen to reason?

Do you think he’ll change his mind without burning first?

Do you think I said anything to him about his situation? Or do you think I just enjoyed a couple of beers with him and decided to let him burn?

You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make it drink. Those that are willingly blind will remain so until they decide to open their eyes and truly see. You can’t change any of it.

You let them burn. You stand by and either hand them a rag to wipe the soot off of their faces when they are done burning, or you hand them a match and a can of gasoline and watch the show.

You don’t set yourself on fire to keep others warm. You don’t throw yourself onto their hand grenade that they are bound and determined to jump on.

You let them burn.

You can be sympathetic to their trials and tribulations. Your heart can bleed for what they are going through. It’s not your problem though. It’s not your circus or your monkeys. You let them burn. It’s really the only way that they will learn whatever it is that they need to learn.

I watched other people try and tell Dominic that what he was doing was folly and that he was ultimately hurting himself. They tried to tell him to have some self-respect. They tried to tell him all sorts of things that he turned a blind eye and a deaf ear on.

I just smiled, nodded, agreed with him where it was appropriate, and enjoyed my beer. No sense wasting time or my breath telling him things that he wasn’t ready and willing to hear. He gets to burn some more.

As he was leaving for the night, he turned to me and said, “Man I like you. You’re a cool dude. I hope to catch up with you again.”

I told him I felt the same, and I do. But he’s not ready to hear what needs to be heard. He’s not ready to see what needs to be seen. He gets to burn some more.

At least the beer was free and it was cold and the pizza that he brought with him was hot and gooey.

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New Year’s 2021

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2021.

Welcome to a New Year. A year where everything is fresh and new and we’ve all had some form of “Great Reset” right? This is the time and the place. This is when you get to Crush It.

As of this post publishing, it’s 4:45am MST on Monday, January 4th. You only have 361 days left in the year to crush it. Are you crushing it? Or are you being a fucking loser?

Guys on the internet are crushing it, just ask them. Better yet, you don’t need to ask them, they’ll tell you they are crushing it whether you want to see and hear it or not.

“Instead of staying up late on New Year’s Eve, how about you go to bed early? Get plenty of sleep so that on January 1st, you can wake up at 4:30am, drink your first pot of black coffee of the new year, take your first cold shower of the new year, and then you can get down to the business of crushing it.”

“Don’t drink too much, don’t drink and drive, and if you do go out and drink, take a cab or get an Uber. And if you drink on New Year’s Eve, make sure you drink plenty of water so you can stay hydrated. Oh, and wear a mask.”

Fuck you assholes, I’ll do what I want.

The only thing more unattractive than a woman acting like a mother hen to a man, is another man acting like a mother hen to a man.

“If you’re going to have sex, make sure you wear a rubber, because control the birth, and your dick will fall off if you let it touch that dirty, dirty, dirty vagina. And if you don’t wear a rubber and your dick doesn’t magically fall off, for god’s sake, do not come in her! I guess it’s okay if you pull out and come on her tits, her ass, her belly, and her face, but do NOT come in her! Control the birth!”

Fuck you assholes, I’ll do what I want.

Are you crushing it yet?

What exactly are we crushing anyways?

Why are we crushing it? To what end? What’s the point of crushing it?

The point of crushing it, of course, is so that you have bragging rights on the internet. It’s a way to make you feel good about yourself and maybe, hopefully, you’ll make some other piece of shit feel like the piece of shit that you know they are.

“Fuck you, Rob. While you’ve been out drinking and fucking and enjoying your life and the pleasure and company of women, I’ve been home crushing it!”

Yeah, whatever. I hope she sees this bro.

Guys, it’s only 4 days into the New Year, chill out. Taking your victory laps this early in the game tells me a couple of things about you:

1. You have no life.

2. You are full of shit and it shows.

To quote Rian Stone: “The smart ones will STFU for 6 weeks then start running the victory laps.” So take one from him and shut the fuck up.

“Better to keep your mouth shut and be thought a fool than to open your mouth and remove all doubt.”

Less is more, guys. Less is more.

You have the entire rest of the year to crush it. In fact, you have the entirety of the rest of your life to crush it, so let’s turn the volume down from 11 to around 3 shall we?

Happy New Year!

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Female Orgasms and “The Squirt.”

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Clearly he’s never given a woman one.

The stupidity never ceases to amaze me. Every time I think I’ve seen it all, some dipshit comes along and proves me wrong. I guess stupid truly knows no bounds.

I can remember when I was much younger than I am today and I heard about women having orgasms. I can also remember hearing, and eventually seeing, a woman “squirt.” The first time I ever saw a woman squirt was in some porno video. Back then I wondered, “Is that fucking real? Or is it staged? Or god-forbid, is she peeing?”

Turns out the “squirt” is real. 2006 was the year that I found that out firsthand. I met a woman, I’ll call her “Cindy.” Cindy was a “squirter.” I didn’t know that until I took her home after having a couple of drinks at the local bar with her. We ended up in bed and as I’m penetrating her, she happens to mention that she may or may not squirt. Turns out she squirted. And then she squirted again. She squirted enough times that the sheets and the mattress were soaked. According to her, my dick was hitting her “just right.”

The first couple of times we had sex and she squirted, I’m not going to lie, it was an ego boost. I was “the man.” I could make this woman soak the bed just by thrusting in her.

After a couple of weeks though, the novelty of the “squirt” wore off, at least for me. I got tired of having to change my sheets every single time we had sex. I got tired of using towels to hopefully absorb some of her juice and spare my mattress. The towels weren’t enough and I was running out of them unless I wanted to wash a load of towels every time we had sex.

I also had to strip the bed down and let the mattress air dry. I don’t know now and I didn’t know then, but I didn’t want to take a chance on the mattress developing mold or mildew. Sleep was pretty much not an option as the majority of the bed was one big “wet spot.”

Cindy and I parted ways a couple of months later and my bed and my dick breathed a sigh of relief. Fucking a woman who squirts tends to mess with her natural lubricant and any artificial lubricant that you might use. It’s sort of like fucking in a pool or a hot tub but without the excitement of those particular water environments. There’s been times in my life where instead of premature ejaculation, I would have to worry about not coming. Having a woman squirt and shake and rattle and roll fucks up the rhythm and it can fuck up the sensitivity, at least for my cock, and then me coming is pretty much not going to happen.

It wasn’t until 2019 that I encountered another squirter, or at least one who squirted regularly. She loved what I could do to her body and I guess that our parts lined up perfectly to get her to squirt from penetration. Same thing happened as before. Soaked sheets, soaked towels, soaked mattress. Same loss of sensitivity and lack of ejaculations for me as well.

Now when I meet a woman who claims that she’s a “squirter,” I take pause. Do I really want to go through the mess and hassle of that again? Now I would be inclined to want to sleep with her at her own place or maybe a hotel/motel or something. That way I don’t have to clean up the mess and air shit out, that’s someone else’s problem.

The guy in the screen shot is naive or is a rank amateur at best. Saying that the female orgasm is a myth is false. Never mind squirting, which is another phenomenon altogether, but I have felt women orgasm. I’ve felt it on my hands, my face, and on my cock. I think it would be extremely hard to fake an actual orgasm. The throbbing and pulsing isn’t something that I think you can control. A woman may fake groans, moans, and even thrashing around, but that throb that happens inside her body? I don’t think she could fake that.

The look of ecstasy and longing in her eyes, the smile on her face, and at least in my experience, the giggling and laughing that usually accompany an orgasm is pretty hard to fake as well.

The female orgasm isn’t a myth, it’s real. So is squirting. Be careful who you listen to and what you read. There’s a lot of nonsense and bullshit out there.

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