Cardboard People
G.Q. Esquire pages with pictures of models. Not men or women, just unrealistic representation. MEN do not look like this only boys in overcoats. They have no self esteem. These Guys and Dolls are fragile porcelain who can break at a moments notice. Call them old, point out a flaw and the blubber on for days on end. No they are hollow like a cardboard tube. Blow them.
They get their kicks by making the any person feel bad. The any person can not look like this, they don't have a gym, or the time to spend locked away with a personal trainer. No, they are lucky they can take two steps from their cubical to the cubical where the office printer is.
The any person buys into the false cardboard people. They feel ashamed that they don't have the time. They feel ashamed about the donut that they had to eat. It was the donut or nothing at all. These pictures are there to make them feel bad. To make the feel left out.
I'll tell you what I do, I tear the pages out, passing article that tell me "you're not a man. You are just some speck of dust who wishes he could be a man". I tear these cardboard photoshoped people and burn them. Give them the hell they are destine for. I damn them and curse them. Shallow people do not need to live.
The Cosmo Esquire Maxim Magazines laugh at the any person, tell them that they need to buy a subscription if they are to become a functioning member of society. The men's magazines tell jokes about a woman confusing a cutecumber for a dick and the women's magazines tell the woman how to properly administrate a blow job that will make the man appreciate her more. They trick the men into thinking a woman likes a guy for his money, they trick a woman into believing that if she does this one blow job she will keep him around for ever.
These magazines give the idea that women can orgasm at will and men can hold on just a little bit longer. Penis size doesn't matter as long as you have a little brown brief case that goes with anything. Women, the amount you give to your man doesn't matter unless he knows you love him. Lies, lies on paper and the any person eats them up. It's their nature because pretty cardboard people don't lie, beauty can not lie. It's common knowledge. The pretty cardboard people have your best interest in mind.
To be a man your fashion should have at least three dead animals and a little black brief case that goes with any tie. A real man goes running fifteen miles a day and eats power bars made of flax seed and packaged by the indigenes people of some foreign country you shouldn't give a shit about.
Women should be able to sit at home and cook a mean, pick up the kids and have a 40 hour a week job. They should be willing and ready to give their big man the BJ at the end of the night and be up at the crack of 3 to milk the family cow. Not only that but the woman should be skinny and always trying to be skinner. Its what the cardboard people say.
Society is fucked. Let's face it. The any person hold them selves up to the standards of models who spend more time in a gym each day then you do at work. They go under the knife and get the any person to pay for because after all it's a business expense.
The Cardboard people look down upon the any person because the are just that much better then you. If they weren't then why would the any person hold them in such regard. They fuel the ego. The emptiness expands.
I say lets show them. Storm the walls of Hollywood. Send it to flames. Burn them like I burn their cardboard facsimiles. Send their silicone parts into the air. Perky breasts and define abs ablaze in a chaos that hasn't been seen since the Spanish Inquisition. These people don't deserve their praise, they deserve to be flogged. Death to those hollow people. Cardboard people should live in fear, the fire will end them.
G.Q. Esquire pages with pictures of models. Not men or women, just unrealistic representation. MEN do not look like this only boys in overcoats. They have no self esteem. These Guys and Dolls are fragile porcelain who can break at a moments notice. Call them old, point out a flaw and the blubber on for days on end. No they are hollow like a cardboard tube. Blow them.
They get their kicks by making the any person feel bad. The any person can not look like this, they don't have a gym, or the time to spend locked away with a personal trainer. No, they are lucky they can take two steps from their cubical to the cubical where the office printer is.
The any person buys into the false cardboard people. They feel ashamed that they don't have the time. They feel ashamed about the donut that they had to eat. It was the donut or nothing at all. These pictures are there to make them feel bad. To make the feel left out.
I'll tell you what I do, I tear the pages out, passing article that tell me "you're not a man. You are just some speck of dust who wishes he could be a man". I tear these cardboard photoshoped people and burn them. Give them the hell they are destine for. I damn them and curse them. Shallow people do not need to live.
The Cosmo Esquire Maxim Magazines laugh at the any person, tell them that they need to buy a subscription if they are to become a functioning member of society. The men's magazines tell jokes about a woman confusing a cutecumber for a dick and the women's magazines tell the woman how to properly administrate a blow job that will make the man appreciate her more. They trick the men into thinking a woman likes a guy for his money, they trick a woman into believing that if she does this one blow job she will keep him around for ever.
These magazines give the idea that women can orgasm at will and men can hold on just a little bit longer. Penis size doesn't matter as long as you have a little brown brief case that goes with anything. Women, the amount you give to your man doesn't matter unless he knows you love him. Lies, lies on paper and the any person eats them up. It's their nature because pretty cardboard people don't lie, beauty can not lie. It's common knowledge. The pretty cardboard people have your best interest in mind.
To be a man your fashion should have at least three dead animals and a little black brief case that goes with any tie. A real man goes running fifteen miles a day and eats power bars made of flax seed and packaged by the indigenes people of some foreign country you shouldn't give a shit about.
Women should be able to sit at home and cook a mean, pick up the kids and have a 40 hour a week job. They should be willing and ready to give their big man the BJ at the end of the night and be up at the crack of 3 to milk the family cow. Not only that but the woman should be skinny and always trying to be skinner. Its what the cardboard people say.
Society is fucked. Let's face it. The any person hold them selves up to the standards of models who spend more time in a gym each day then you do at work. They go under the knife and get the any person to pay for because after all it's a business expense.
The Cardboard people look down upon the any person because the are just that much better then you. If they weren't then why would the any person hold them in such regard. They fuel the ego. The emptiness expands.
I say lets show them. Storm the walls of Hollywood. Send it to flames. Burn them like I burn their cardboard facsimiles. Send their silicone parts into the air. Perky breasts and define abs ablaze in a chaos that hasn't been seen since the Spanish Inquisition. These people don't deserve their praise, they deserve to be flogged. Death to those hollow people. Cardboard people should live in fear, the fire will end them.