The Other Anonymous is our beeg COTW wiener with a thought experiment that illuminates the purpose of female shit tests, and how men should resp0nd to them.
A beautiful woman walks into the room – and turns heads. You strike up a conversation but your eyes are drawn to her barely contained cleavage.
She catches you checking out the goods – Then:
a) She smiles knowingly – and doesn’t shy away
b) She says “Take a picture – it’ll last longer!”
c) She quickly throws on a full length burka
Shit tests are not bitchiness. They are a female prerogative to affirm your replication value. She’s kicking your tires – probing you – squeezing your melons. Checking out your tits.
Nicely put. Shit tests are the female version of male ogling.
A beautiful woman walks into the room – and turns heads. You strike up a conversation and she starts shit testing you. But, you know what’s what – She’s checking out the goods – So you:
a) Smile knowingly – and don’t shy away
b) Say “How rude! I like sweet girls who don’t shit test”
c) Quickly raise the topic of improving the climate for men by discouraging bitchiness.
The correct answer is always the one that increases sexual tension.
Always. Be. Escalating. (This is probably a good time to remind the more sperg-ish readers that powerpointing crimson pill knowledge and manosphere themes for a girl isn’t the quickest route to the bedroom.)
Otsaku Duojinshi takes the COTW runner-up prize (a set of steak knives).
One advantage of the burqa is that you don’t have to update your girlfriend’s photo at the office when you break up.
Burqas are the butterface’s best friend. But fatties will find no comfort under the burqa. You can hide a dog face, but not a hog waist. Men may as well have x-ray vision, as we can easily see through the heavy cotton of a burqa to the jabba jihadette underneath.