Sicko Marriage Contract One For The Ages - February 17, 2006
This idiot made up a "Contract of Wifely Expectations", in which he tries to control every single aspect of his wife's life. Basically, he was demanding that she be his sex slave, and he was extremely specific about what he expected from her.
She should have pulled a Lorena Bobbit. Why? Because this sicko eventually kidnapped her (and that's not even going into the kiddie porn charges pending against him).
She never signed it. Smart woman. Not smart enough, though, because she should have divorced his ass long before he kidnapped her. I'd guess she was scared to death of him.
Hey, everybody's got to sleep sometime. Slip some Seconal into his bedtime drink, tie him to the bed, and beat the living hell out of him. That's what I'd have done when confronted with a freak of this magnitude and, no, I'm not kidding. I'd teach him a lesson he'd never forget. And I'd have that "Contract of Wifely Expectations" to use at trial to show I was a victim of Spousal Abuse Syndrome. I'd walk, no doubt about it. I doubt he'd ever walk again, though, because I'd break both his frickin' legs. By that, I mean compound fractures - you know, the kind where the bone is broken so badly that it's sticking through the skin.
Yep, I'd fuck him up. So would a lot of women.
Then again, I think somebody like him would probably figure out that women like me are likely to do something like that, so he almost certainly chose his victim very carefully.
What I can't help but wonder is how many men pull stunts like this so-called contract. A problem I've had since I was widowed is men trying to control me. Um, that's never going to happen. Duh. I've only met one man who didn't try to control me, in fact. What the hell's up with that?
I once dated a cop (a mistake I'll never make again), and within a month he wrote out on an envelope what he expected of me. I laughed, put it in my purse as evidence in case I needed it, and told him in no uncertain terms to go fuck himself. I made it abundantly clear that if he came within a mile of me from that moment on, I'd get a restraining order and he'd lose his job. Yet, he seemed very surprised by my reaction, so I guess other women had gone along with it. It wasn't that there was anything really weird on there, it was just the point that he was giving me a list of what he expected from me (including regular sex - but of course, after I tossed him away like a piece of trash, he got no sex at all. Oops.) So I strongly suspect this kind of attempted control of women is probably a lot more common than people think.
There's something seriously wrong with any man who tries to control a woman in that manner. They need a psychiatrist, to say the least.
Anyway, surf on over and read what this particular freak wrote out. What a bizarro weirdo.
Thursday, February 23, 2006
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