International Women’s Day.

This morning my girlfriend (yes I have one. Even better she knows her place) texted me to congratulate herself on International Women’s Day. I told her, “great. Now bring me a beer.” Don’t get me wrong, I’m pro-women. My mother is a woman, my girlfriend is a woman, all the women I’ve ever slept with have been women, I think women are great, in fact I wouldn’t consider having anyone shop for my groceries except a woman. Cooking and cleaning? No one better for those jobs than a woman, that’s why it’s called, “woman’s work.” See that? We even made it easy for them so they don’t get confused. Still do we really need a day in honor of womem across the world?

Answer: yes.

Truthfully I’m just saying that to make them feel good because let’s face it, International Women’s Day is just that, a empty feel good gesture pushed by a bunch of feminazi’s and neutered beta males that accomplishes absolutely nothing. It suppossedly calls attention to women. Why? They all ready know that they’re women, so it’s not as though some big secret is being exposed. You don’t have to tell us they’re women, we know that because we’re ogling their tits and asses. Even the neutered beta males do, although they don’t like admitting it.

What I’d like to know is why there isn’t an International Men’s Day. We’re the one’s that built the world, the only thing women had to do was supply more men in order to keep doing it. So let us celebrate International Women’s Day properly, by women having it in the kitchen cooking for a man.

On a more serious note, let your women know you appreciate them because what would men be without women? Rare.