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got so much Clit she don't need no balls

Posted over 3 years ago
Or, Michael Noer, you can kiss my degreed, career-having ass. (actual title a lyric from tagged artist and song)For those who don’t know, today Forbes.com put up an article by Michael Noer entitled “Don’t Marry Career Women.” Forbes.com quickly took it down, because apparently the backlash was swift and fierce. But, they didn’t manage to take it down before it had been recorded for posterity. Here’s a link:http://agreatnotion.livejournal.com/553587.htmlHere’s another link to the fine mind of Michael Noer:http://www.gawker.com/news/forbes/forbes-writer-may-have-a-few-issues-with-institution-of-marriage-196147.phpIn that one he equates wives with whores, saying they are two versions of the same thing.As I read the first article, “The Nameless” by Slipknot kept going through my mind, because the caricature presented in that song made me think of what Mikey’s thoughts about women must be. Here’s the video for “The Nameless,” the lyrics are right below so you can get the full experience.Below that are a couple more videos with lyrics by some bad ass bitches that are my response to Mikey. (ok - apparently when I first posted this youtube went down for maintenance so you'll have to live without the videos for now.)Slipknot-The NamelessPathetic (benign) Accept it (undermined) Your opinion (my justification) Happy (safe) Servent (caged) Malice (heart of weakness) No toleration Invade (committed) Enraged (admit it) Don't condescend (don't even disagree) Decide (decay) Dissapoint (delay) You suffered then, now suffer unto me. Obsession, take another look. Remember, every chance you took. Decide, you live with me Or give up - any thought you want to be free (Don't go) I never wanted any body more then I wanted you (I know) the only thing I ever really loved, was hate. Anyone (NO) Anything (YES) Anyway (FALL) Anybody (MINE) Anybody (TELL ME)I want (YOU) I need (YOU) I'll have (YOU) I won't LET ANYBODY HAVE YOUObey (ME) Believe (ME) Just trust (ME) Worship (ME) Live for (ME)Be grateful (NOW) Be honest (NOW) Be precious (NOW) Be mine (JUST LOVE ME)Possesion (feed my only vice) Confession (i wont tell you twice) Decide - (either die for me)Or give up - any thought you want to be free. (Don't go) I never wanted any body more then you (I know) the only thing I ever really loved, was hurting you. (Don't go) I never wanted any body more then you (I know) the only thing I ever really loved, was hate. (Yeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaahhhhhh) Stay inside the hole, let me take control. (Dominate) You were nothing more, you were something less (innocent) Something has to give - something has to break (omnipresent)Fingers on your skin, let me savage inYOU DESERVE IT. YOU DESERVE IT. YOU DESERVE IT. YOU DESERVE IT. (Don't go) I never wanted any body more then I wanted you (i wanted you) (I know) the only thing I ever really loved, was hurting you. (was hurting you) (Don't go) I never wanted any body more then I wanted you (i wanted you) (I know) the only thing I ever really loved, was hate. You're mine (you are you are) You're mine (you are you are) You're mine YOU'RE MINEL7-ShitlistWhen I get madAnd I get pissedI grab my penAnd I write out a listOf all the peopleThat won’t be missedYou’ve made my shitlistFor all the onesWho bum me outShitlistFor all the onesWho fill my head with doubtShitlistFor all the squares who get me pissedShitlistYou’ve made my shitlistShitlistShitlistWhen I get madAnd I get pissedShitlistI grab my penAnd write out a listShitlistOf all you assholesWho won’t be missedShitlistYou’ve made my shitlistShitlistShitlistThe Distillers-The Young Crazed PeelingAre you ready to be liberatedOn this sad side city streetWell the birds have been freed from their cagesI got freedom and my youthMy name is Brody I'm from MelbourneFitzroy Melbourne Fitzroy MelbourneI grew up on Bell St. then on Bennett St.My mum kicked out my dad for batteryFound a way.... she found a wayShe found a way out of spiritual penuryWorking single mother in an urban struggle Blames herself now cause I grew up troubledIt hit me I got everything I need (x2)My one heart felt too much from the startI've seen people come and goLiving large and living lowYou can build up your walls sitting on death rowLet the curtain fall on your murdered soulYou can wash it all down swallow your storyGet smacked off your head go down in drum roll gloryYou won't solve it committing self inflicted crimeGo on pull the trigger this will be the last timeIt hit me I got everything I need (x2)I speak of the truth the truth of the heartLike a desperate thirst in a raging droughtHey youth time flies byThere’s an everlasting battle for eternal lifeI love a man from California He's the prettiest thing we got the same disorderThe way you feel it's OK it's never gonna change anywayIt hit me I got everyone i need (x2)Are you ready to be liberatedOn this sad side city streetWell the birds have been freed from their cagesI got freedom and my youthYeah I got freedom and my youth

Comments (4)

  1. ROCKNROLLPIMP1 says sock it to them ms chucky i bet you could kick his ass i love that l7 song and i wish to marry brody....
    Permalink posted 08/23/2006
  2. chucky says Ah. My husband would leave me for Brody (we even named our dog after her, he's so in love with her.) Luckily for me, Brody is married already and, since I read she was pregnant awhile ago, I assume she is also a mom. Whew - I am safe. And, no, I couldn't kick his ass. I'm pretty small and weak. I do, however, own a gun and know how to use it. Can I shoot his ass?
    Permalink posted 08/23/2006
  3. ROCKNROLLPIMP1 says yeah freakin shoot him i think its like self defence
    Permalink posted 08/23/2006
  4. fairportfan says you am woman hear you roar
    Permalink posted 08/24/2006

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