As far as we can tell, based on our world wide research and fact-finding, it would seem that
girlfriends have long been involved in a cruel international conspiracy to turn us away from
the masculine truth that is our birthright. It starts with the soy, and then before long,
you're being told what you can and cannot watch
on the TV.
Well, excuse me girlfriends, but if I want to enjoy Tattooed Teenage Alien Fighters From Beverly Hills I think I will, thank you very much.
It should be obvious by now to readers of Satanosphere.com, that any attempt to subvert or overturn our healthy masculine interests, or to derail us
from pursuing our sophistocated intellectual pastimes will be met
with a chorus of derisive laughter. Ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha!
So, soy-pushing girlfriends of the world, just forget it! We unite in our refusal to become
moisturized, suede-blazered, estrogenated hippies! We will continue to rock,
consume booze publicly, celebrate our most
important moments, search for buried treasure, and appreciate true feminine beauty [NSFW, duh].
No matter what you try to get us to eat, or emulsify, or coif ...
