It Takes More Than “Hey Baby” To Get In My Pants

As a nympho I receive many propositions from guys who promise to rock my world, pleez me up and down, make me feel like a woman, you name it they promise it. Sometimes the email simply says something like “hey baby im six feet tall, blue eyes, 180 lbs, 8″ of pure man, and can make you cum all night long.”

Aw, how sweet. Nothing woos the pants off a girl like an email filled with such dazzling displays of poetry. Good golly gosh, call me bedazzled. The guys who are nice enough to appeal to the over-educated side of me will also mention their IQ. Let’s not forget the real geniuses out there who fill their emails with six-syllable words that I’m pretty sure are not being used or even spelled correctly.

Wow. The pants are practically flying off my crotch in excitement.

I know that I’m in no position to be mocking people who hit on me, but come on. I’m speaking on behalf of disenchanted girls everywhere.

Crap come-ons like that didn’t work in college (and back then I was much less picky) and it definitely doesn’t work now. It takes more than “I have a big dick and I know how to use it” to arouse my interest. I’m going on six months without sex and hearing stupid shit like that just makes me that much more resolute in holding out.

It’s really not that difficult to attract a girl using something other than your god-given manliness. Now of course I can’t be a hypocrite when it is well documented how much I enjoy checking out a hot guy, but there’s a huge difference between staring at/fantasizing about a hot guy and the sort of guy I’ll actually fuck. It never ceases to amaze me how many guys cockblock themselves with their own dumbassery.

My favorite one-night stands and fuck buddies all had one attribute that caught and held my attention: a sense of humor. Wit. Someone who’s a smartass, who’s not full of himself or full of bullshit about how much he can fill me up with his man-love. Like many other girls, I go for smart, funny, cool, normal, and did I mention funny? FUNNY IS VERY IMPORTANT WHEN THERE IS A POTENTIAL QUEEF SITUATION. Funny may even keep me from kicking the guy out when we’re done. I may be a nympho but I have a heart for anyone who can amuse me with his mind as much as his hands.

Please don’t misunderstand me. I’m not knocking cock. I am down with cock. Cock and I are BFF. I’m just saying that it takes a helluva lot more than cock to get me on my knees. You want to know the best way into a girl’s pants? Be funny, don’t be a dumbfuck.

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Now that I’ve completely railed on guys who want to rock out with their cock out, I feel that I should offer some compensation for the emotional damage I have inflicted. Allow me to offer you a sexy pic of me playing with myself.

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See? It’s easy to be funny. Although some may say I’m confusing “funny” with “evil witch of a smartass.” Ay, these are but mere words, my friends.