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Joined: 8/19/2002
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Posted on Sunday, July 2, 2006 4:46:39 PM
Rachel is a real 18 year old girl. The list was taken from her website. Rachel is a typical young American woman. Keep in mind that she expects everything on the list simply because she has vagina.

1. 5'8” and taller
2. Dark brown hair with brown eyes/blue eyes
3. Handsome
4. Muscular
5. Weight depending on height – not skinny, not fat
6. Good sense of humor
7. Dimples
8. Cute laugh
9. Sensitive
10. *Affectionate* in front of friends
11. Gives me lots of attention
12. Outgoing
13. Popular but doesn't know the whole state
14. Friends with my friends
15. Nice smile
16. Straight teeth
17. No facial or body hair (except legs n under arms)
18. Pierced ear(s) if any
19. Not too many tattoos if any
20. Likes to cuddle
21. Likes to party
22. Takes me out
23. Grabs my hand to hold
24. Kisses me unexpectedly
25. Dresses nice (*ABERCROMBIE*) hehe
26. Has a good job
27. Tells me he misses me when we're not together
28. Makes me laugh
29. Open minded
30. Polite
31. Holds doors for me
32. Opens car doors
33. *Romantic*
34. Likes all type of music
35. Likes going to the movies
36. Talks to his friends about me
37. Looks into my eyes when just laying there on the bed
38. Gives massages without me having to ask
39. Plays with my hair
40. Calls me to just say hi
41. Tries not to argue
42. Apologizes for when he does wrong
43. Says what he's feeling
44. Has a car
45. Has a dog
46. Has a family that likes me
47. Compliments me
48. Is tan
49. Doesn't curse all the time
50. Wants to be with me as much as possible
51. Comes over unexpectedly
52. Wakes me up with a kiss
53. Same age or 3 years at the most older than me
54. *Trustworthy*
55. Patient
56. Likes to shop
57. Has good manners
58. Doesn't smoke
59. Occasionally drinks
60. Athletic
61. Is on time for dates
62. Calls back later when he says he will
63. Lives close to me
64. Wants to meet my family
65. Treats me like a princess
66. Has a cute butt
67. Good kissable lips
68. Good kisser
69. Good memory
70. Does special things for holidays/birthdays/anniversary/etc
71. Intelligent
72. Has direction
73. Creative
74. Likes everything about me
75. Committed
76. *My best friend*
77. Respectful
78. Mature
79. Persistent – Hard working
80. Likes walks on the beach
81. Likes just staying home sometimes
82. Writes me songs/poems
83. Likes to dance
84. Has a sexy voice
85. Cooks for me
86. Likes to show me off
87. Calls me or introduces me as his "girlfriend" not "Rachel"
88. Likes to take pictures
89. Flirts with me in public and in private
90. Puts up with my mood swings
91. Comforts me when I'm sad
92. Doesn't say “sorry” all the time when it's not needed
93. Sticks up for me
94. Likes animals
95. Sends me flowers for no reason
96. Ignores my imperfections
97. Surprises me (good surprises)
98. Doesn't ever yell at me
99. Likes picnics
100. Likes to clean
101. First to say I Love You
102. Listens to me
103. Smells good
104. *Doesn't lie*
105. Likes kids
106. Makes me the center of his world
107. Not in trouble with the law
108. Isn't a goody-goody
109. Doesn't stare at other girls
110. Doesn't talk to other girls more than me
111. Doodles our names on paper
112. Likes to draw
113. Leaves notes on my car
114. Let's me go out with him and his friends
115. Will hang out with me and my friends
116. Puts pictures of me in his car and wallet
117. Gets jealous but not too jealous
118. Dependable
119. Doesn't hang up on me
120. Calls me babe, sweetie, etc
121. Calls me cute pet names
122. Isn't conceited
123. Isn't a penny-pincher
124. Likes sports and going to sports events
125. Likes to play board games/video games and lets me win
126. Doesn't play mind games
127. Doesn't just think about sex
128. Cares about world issues
129. Doesn't make me cry
130. Leaves sweet voicemails/text messages on my phone
131. Isn't shy
132. Has hopes, dreams, and wishes
133. Not opinionated
134. Will watch chick flicks even if he doesn't like them
135. Can spell

Here is a typical 28yo American woman's personals ad. Interestingly, the only things she says about herself is that she is lazy, bitchy, ugly, and does not like giving blowjobs.

This is my ideal guy:

1. He has talent I can respect. Either he is a great artist or a musician with his own style or otherwise great at some craft. His talent doesn't follow the herd.

2. If he is not artistic than at least he enjoys the arts, music and books. If he has an interest in anything beyond mindless pop culture, video games and TV, that would be ideal. Not that any of that is too bad, but there is just so much more to life.

3. He has goals, not dreams. He strategizes on how he can realize his goals in light of whatever life has handed him as his fate.

4. He is an animal lover and has compassion for people.

5. He is financially solvent. He doesn't spend money he doesn't have and doesn't try to buy a woman's affection. He plans his livestyle to be uncomplicated and has common sense in regards to what is a wise investment or not.

6. He is not selfish and self-centered.

7. He likes his mom and female siblings and is nice to them.

8. He takes care of his emotional health as well as being conscious of his physical health.

9. He lives to travel and be spontaneous.

10. He is a one woman guy. He is not constantly searching for new ass. He's not an oral freak and wants to be with a girl who isn't into it either. He likes touching, kissing, giving and receiving massages. He knows where tha g-spot is.

11. He likes an independent lady who has her own interests, goals, and ideas and is supportive of her reaching them, as opposed to competing with her or taking no interest.

12. He wants to have a child. Not immediately, but he does see that in his future. He doesn't currently have any.

13. He's never been told by a girlfriend that he needs professional psychological help. If he has, he has gotten it and its been at least 5 years since he's gotten better.

14. He would rather do the right thing than try to get away with something.

15. He was not raised catholic.

16. He can cook and do his own laundry and doesn't expect his girlfriend to do it.

17. He believes in karma.

18. He listens to his inner voice and doesn't deny his real feelings. He can discuss issues and conflicts civily, even though a complete resolution may not come about.

19. He is not looking for a super model, but a real, normal person.

"Pick your friends carefully, who you spend time with is who you become!"
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Posted on Sunday, July 2, 2006 5:01:51 PM
интересно, что коренные америкосы тоже считают что в америке с бабами проблема
Joined: 8/19/2002
Posts: 454
Posted on Sunday, July 2, 2006 5:05:03 PM
«интересно, что коренные америкосы тоже считают что в америке с бабами проблема»

I have made the calculation for many married man; divide all the cash you've ever spent from the first date to the last lawyer's bill and alimony payment, and don't forget to include all that furniture and vacations you would have never gone for if it hadn't been for the wife. Then divide by all the orgasms she's given you. You wouldn't believe the price some guys pay to be with a pig; $500.00 for a swine an ugly bullfrog faced POS. Imagine what $500 could buy you on the open market. Quite a few friends have blown up in a rage at me when I make this calculation for them...they can't handle the reality of their own stupidity.

I have always said this. The problem is that most men look at the matter in the short run rather than in the long run. A hooker is more expensive than a date, true, but when you've done with your marriage and you're looking at a divorce bill that totals in the hundreds of thousands of dollars, just think then of the kind of party pussy you could have bought with your hard earned dough. And you wouldn't have had to settle for some butterface with a spreading ass either, some soccer mom with no elegance or femininity.

Let's do the math. 2 decent mid-priced whores a week - $250/week (that's if you know where to look) - $1000/month - $12,000/year - $120,000 for 10 years of quality fucking.

Sounds a lot cheaper than a wife, even without divorce ass-raping.

I have known men with ugly fat wives that looked like the Terrible Mr. Toad from the Wind in the Willows that spent $300,000.00 in 10 years on them and were lucky to get one fuck a month. Imaging the top flight call girls they could have fucked for that money.

As the debate rages about the pros and cons of legalising prostitution (in the UK), S..... H..... - a man who's slept with more than 1,000 prostitutes - gives a controversial and candid account of his experience of paying for sex

I remember the first time I had sex - I still have the receipt. The girl was alive, as far as I could tell, she was warm and she was better than nothing. She cost me Ј20. I was 16 then and I'm 41 now. I have spent 25 years throwing my money and heart at tarts. I have slept with every nationality in every position in every country. From high-class call girls at Ј1,000 a pop to the meat-rack girls of Soho at Ј15, I have probably slept with more than 1,000 prostitutes, at a cost of Ј100,000.

I am a connoisseur of prostitution: I can take its bouquet, taste it, roll it around my mouth, give you the vintage. I have used brothels, saunas, private homes from the internet and ordered girls to my flat prompt as pizza. While we are on the subject, I have also run a brothel. And I have been a male escort. I wish I was more ashamed. But I'm not. I love prostitutes and everything about them. And I care about them so much I don't want them to be made legal.

In English brothels you shuffle into a seedy room so dim you can only meet the girl by Braille. But in New York last year I sat on a four-poster bed while 10 girls paraded in front of me one by one, like bowls of sushi on a carousel. 'Hi,' they would say, 'I'm Tiffany', 'I'm Harmony', 'I'm Michelle', and I would rise and kiss them. It was so touching, so sweet, so kind. There should always, no matter what, be politeness. It is the way the outside world should work, selfishly but honestly.

The great thing about sex with whores is the excitement and variety. If you say you're enjoying sex with the same person after a couple of years you're either a liar or on something. Of all the sexual perversions, monogamy is the most unnatural. Most of our affairs run the usual course. Fever. Boredom. Trapped. This explains much of the friction in our lives - love being the delusion that one woman differs from another. But with brothels there is always the exhilaration of not knowing what you're going to get.

The problem with normal sex is that it leads to kissing and pretty soon you've got to talk to them. Once you know someone well the last thing you want to do is screw them. I like to give, never to receive; to have the power of the host, not the obligation of the guest. I can stop writing this and within two minutes I can be chained, in the arms of a whore. I know I am going to score and I know they don't really want me. And within 10 minutes I am back writing. What I hate are meaningless and heartless one-night stands where you tell all sorts of lies to get into bed with a woman you don't care for.

The worst things in life are free. Value seems to need a price tag. How can we respect a woman who doesn't value herself? When I was young I used to think it wasn't who you wanted to have sex with that was important, but who you were comfortable with socially and spiritually. Now I know that's rubbish. It's who you want to have sex with that's important. In the past I have deceived the women I have been with. You lie to two people in your life; your partner and the police. Everyone else gets the truth.

Part of me used to enjoy the deception. There was something about the poverty of desire with one's girlfriend. Sex without betrayal I found meaningless. Without cruelty there was no banquet. Having a secret life is exhilarating. I also have problems with unpaid-for sex. I am repulsed by the animality of the body, by its dirt and decay. The horror for me is the fact that the sublime, the beautiful and the divine are inextricable from basic animal functions. For some reason money mitigates this. Because it is anonymous.

What I hate with women generally is the intimacy, the invasion of my innermost space, the slow strangulation of my art. The writer chained for life to the routine of a wage slave and the ritual of copulation. When I love somebody, I feel sort of trapped. Three years ago I was saved. I found a girl whom I could fall in love with ... and sleep with prostitutes with. She sends me to brothels to sleep with women for her. I buy her girls for her birthday and we go to whorehouses together. I am free forever from the damp, dark prison of eternal love.

A prostitute exists outside the establishment. She is either rejected by it or in opposition to it, or both. It takes courage to cross this line. She deserves our respect, not our punishment. And certainly not our pity or prayers.

Of course, the general feeling in this country is that the man is somehow exploiting the woman, but I don't believe this. In fact, the prostitute and the client, like the addict and the dealer, is the most successfully exploitative relationship of all. And the most pure. It is free of ulterior motives. There is no squalid power game. The man is not taking and the woman is not giving. The whore fuck is the purest fuck of all.

Why does a sleazy bastard like me like whores so much? Why pay for it? The problem is that the modern woman is a prostitute who doesn't deliver the goods. Teasers are never pleasers; they greedily accept presents to seal a contract and then break it. At least the whore pays the flesh that's haggled for. The big difference between sex for money and sex for free is that sex for money usually costs a lot less.

But it is more than this. What I want is the sensation of sex without the boredom of its conveyance. Brothels make possible contacts of astounding physical intimacy without the intervention of personality. I love the artificial paradise; the anonymity; using money, the most impersonal instrument of intimacy to buy the most personal act of intimacy. Lust over love, sensation over security, and to fall into a woman's arms without falling into her hands.

Having an instinctive sympathy for those condemned by conventional society, I wanted to cross the line myself. To pay for sex is to strip away the veneer of artifice and civilisation and connect with the true animal nature of man. Some men proudly proclaim that they have never paid for it. Are they saying that money is more sacred than sex?

But one of the main reasons I enjoy prostitutes is because I enjoy breaking the law - another reason I don't want brothels made legal. There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it desirable. When I have dinner every evening in Soho I always think: isn't scampi delicious - what a pity it isn't illegal. I'm sure I am not alone in this. Even Adam himself did not want the apple for the apple's sake; he wanted it only because it was forbidden.

As for the girls, the argument is that making it legal will somehow make it safer, but Soho has one of the lowest crime rates in the country. Anyway, crime and risk are part of the texture of life. Indeed, Freud tells us: 'Life loses interest when the highest stake in the game of living, life itself, may not be risked.' Risk is what separates the good part of life from the tedium.

I decided to ask my Claudia, my favourite prostitute. I first spotted her in the street in Knightsbridge 10 years ago and was so taken by her haunted beauty that I decided to follow her. There was an air of great quality about Claudia. The faces of English girls look as if there is not enough materials to go round. They have thin lips and papery eyelids, box jawbones, prominent Adam's apples and withered hearts. Claudia looks Mediterranean - her lips are full and curly, her nostrils flared, her eyes black and as big as saucers.

She walked and I stalked all the way to Soho and down Brewer Street. No. No way. She couldn't be! She turned, and walked into a brothel. I couldn't believe it. I could fuck Raquel Welch for Ј25.

When I ask if she wants prostitution legalised, she reacts violently: 'No way! I tried to take a regular job a few months ago. After tax and national insurance I was left with practically nothing. So I came back here. On a good day here I can take Ј500. I don't have a pimp, so after paying the overheads and the maid I've got more than enough.' There you are. Income tax has made more liars out of the British people than prostitution.

I know a little bit about the business side. Some years ago I became a madam and a male escort. I turned one of the rooms in my flat in Shepherd Market into a knocking shop and joined an escort agency. I went into prostitution looking for love, not money. That said, I always took cash. The women wanted company, someone willing to please at the midnight hour, and straight sex. It was nerve-wracking wondering if I was going to be able to get it up or get on, but at least I had a valid reason for liking my lovers - they paid me. I didn't care if someone called me a whore and a pimp.

So you see, I have always been a prostitute by sympathy. As for the rest of society, prostitution is the mirror of man, and man has never been in danger of becoming bogged down in beauty. So why don't we leave it alone? Or learn to love it, like me? Sex is one of the most wholesome, spiritual and natural things money can buy. And like all games, it becomes more interesting when played for money. And even more so when it is illegal.

Hookers and drunks instinctively understand that common sense is the enemy of romance. Will the bureaucrats and politicians please leave us some unreality. I know what you are thinking. That it's all very well for people like me to idealise whores and thieves; to think that the street is somehow noble and picturesque; I have never had to live there. But so what? One day I will. Until such time, I have to pay for it. How else would someone young, rich and handsome get sex in this city? Yes, yes, I know. Prostitution is obscene, debasing and disgraceful. The point is, so am I.

vzyato ot tuda zhe!:)
"Pick your friends carefully, who you spend time with is who you become!"
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Posted on Sunday, July 2, 2006 6:11:34 PM
Не указывайте мне что делать, и я не скажу вам куда идти..
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Posted on Sunday, July 2, 2006 6:25:22 PM
Единственный случай когда мужик подойдет по всем этим параметрам - это серийный убийца который притворяется чтобы заманить наивную девочку.
Last edited by Лопасть_ on Monday, July 3, 2006 10:35:00 AM
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Posted on Sunday, July 2, 2006 6:43:10 PM
Ну, с такими требованиями она навсегда останется "девочкой" у разбитого корыта :)
"[I] don't care just what people say:
If I should take a notion to jump into the ocean- Nobody's business
If I go to church on Sunday then cabaret on Monday-Nobody's business"
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Posted on Monday, July 3, 2006 12:16:59 AM
Это прикол.
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Posted on Monday, July 3, 2006 12:32:01 AM
да тёлка ничего такого особого вроде не хочет. другой, избитый и подзаебавший порядком, вопрос: сама-то она имеет чё показать окромя списка с требованиями? а то список накалякать-то нетрудно...
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Posted on Monday, July 3, 2006 12:34:37 AM
«да тёлка ничего такого особого вроде не хочет. другой, избитый и подзаебавший порядком, вопрос: сама-то она имеет чё показать окромя списка с требованиями? а то список накалякать-то нетрудно...»

Who leaves a country packed with ponies to come to a non-pony country?
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Posted on Monday, July 3, 2006 12:39:28 AM
Ишь ты бля сколько требований! И каждой тупой пелодке такое подавай. Стока суперменов хуй наберёшь. Самое главное что сами все эти клавы таким крутым ГОСТам не соответствуют.

Я недавно др.фил смотрел, так там эта тема как раз поднималась. Короче собрали с пяток вот таких вот требовательных пелодок, завязали им глаза и отправили их на блайнд дэйт с пятью уродами,лысыми,низкими и просто жирдяями. Вот прикол был когда пелодкам глаза развязали.

Идеальная женщина должна быть маленькая и с квадратной головой, чтоб кружку с пивом ставить можно было.
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Last edited by crack605 on Monday, July 3, 2006 12:45:00 AM
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Posted on Monday, July 3, 2006 2:14:54 AM

но людей, пишущих (и думающих!!!) "puts up with my mood swings" я бы лично расстреливала на месте. НЕЗАВИСИМО ОТ ПОЛА.
"Весь день не спишь, всю ночь не ешь - ясно дело, устаешь!" (c).
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