Earning a Dick's Respect
By staff writer Nathan DeGraaf
May 30, 2007
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Nathan: You stood me up.
Rochelle: I’m sorry. Would a blowjob make it better?
Nathan: Do you think I’m that easy?
Rochelle: Was that a joke?
Hey girls, tired of being treated like sluts, whores and general gizum catchers? If the answer’s no, send me an email at nathan@pointsincase.com. If the answer’s yes, read the rest of this column.
I’ll try not to waste your time.
The following is a list of four things that you chicks can do to get respect from the male population. Now, I know that most of you seem to
think the key to landing a man is taking off your clothes and secreting bodily fluids—and believe me that’s important—but there are ways you can actually
land a man who will respect you. I know it’s strange, but it happens. And, like many of life’s important lessons, this one starts with thinking.
Grab a Brain
"Jokes about sex or your bodily fluid are not funny if we’re currently fucking."
Stupid people are everywhere. And, unless they can hit a baseball or throw a football, I usually don’t care to respect them. Women who
can think, who read and write, who formulate opinions and who offer addendums to The Karma Sutra are hot. Also, they are worthy of respect. I don’t care if
you look like Jessica Alba (that is a lie), men respect intelligence (that is not). In addition to intelligence, we value a sense of humor, a certain level of sanity and
respect for the pooty.
(Oh, and I know this is unfair, but just ‘cause you’re super smart doesn’t mean you get to act like it all the time. I
don’t care which gender you are, that’s just snobby.)
Three Payments Minimum (Respect Your Pooty)
Look, some nights you want to get laid, and that’s awesome. Seriously, I’m there for you. And I may be there again. Stress on the
maybe. But that’s not the point. If you want to slut it up, slut the fuck away. But don’t expect any guy to take you seriously in the slightest
if he hasn’t paid for at least three dates or bought you three gifts. And yes, maybe this makes you a bit of a whore, but from what I can tell about my fair country,
it would make you one of the classiest whores in a very humungous whorehouse.
And if you laughed at that last sentence, then maybe you’ve got a sense of humor that is worthy of respect.
Have the Proper Sense of Humor
This is easier said than done, but assuming that you have a good sense of humor, here are a few rules you may want to abide by.
First, jokes about sex or your bodily fluid are not funny if we’re currently fucking. No one wants to stick their dick in a punch
line.
Second, don’t talk shit. If it’s not sexy when I do it, it’s not sexy when you do it. Plus, it’s just not sexy. Nor
is it usually funny (unless you’re talking about fucking up another female and such talk is actually out of character for you—that’s a rare
exception).
Third and finally, I don’t think anyone wants to hear about your cat. And I know for a fact that your cat is not funny. And no, I
don’t have to meet your cat to know this. It’s a law of nature.
As goes the rest of it, just be witty and sharp and charming. Puns are okay (though I personally hate them), because they at least show a
level of intelligence (as puns are the irony of wordplay). Also, any story that starts off with you making out with a chick is totally entertaining.
No matter where it goes.
Now, though having a sense of humor, not being a total slut and mustering your intelligence are three important steps that will help you earn
male respect, the final (and most important) step involves simply being fucking sane.
Be Sane
The first step to conveying some sense of emotional sanity is understanding that just because you do not feel good, does not mean that it
is your job to piss off everyone around you. I know it seems like a good idea (okay, that was a lie), but it’s just unfair. Misery may breed company, but certain
company doesn’t necessarily need to be breaded (or pan fried, for that matter).
In addition to not pushing shitty moods on other people, it is also important to keep a relatively rational head in serious situations. Or,
put simply, don’t freak out and cry about stupid shit.
Now, I know that you girls typically go to Cosmo for this advice. And, well, I hate to tell this to you, but every women’s
magazine was designed to sell you lip plumper and plastic surgery.
Don’t ask me how I know this.
Anyway, I hope that I have helped all you sluts learn how to get a man to respect you. And if none of this works, there is a failsafe
device.
Blowjobs. Lots and lots
of blowjobs.
Y’all welcome.
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18 Comments
if you're ever in houston, texas, you should definately call me.
You have no idea how many people this article will be forwarded to. <i>I</i> think I respect <b><i>YOU!</b></i>
Nate, you've opened my eyes...what did I ever do before you?
This was the best article you've ever written. By far.
With only the exception of one grammar mistake, which I only care about because I'm a grammar nazi prick: "I know for a fact that *you’re* cat is not funny."
Keep it up.
I'm curious to know how many emails you got saying that they enjoy being treated like a whore. And I'm not even asking how many you'll reply to.
Nathan:
As you know, by nature, I am not a follower.
But this time, I gotta get in line behind Granpa Tom. Although, I will confess that I would kinda like to know how many e-mails you ge,. and I really want to know how many come with contact info, and attachments!!! Though I know that you will never share them.
Selfish prick.
Talk soon,
Kev
very well put, sir.
Thanks all. I'll let you know about emails (maybe) through personal channels (possibly) later on (next week).
As regards the grammar mistake, Tim. I have since let ole Sully Fearless (our editor) know to correct that your. He will do it when he damn well pleases. He works for no one.
And the typo has been corrected. I can sleep tonight!
this will be fowarded to <i>many</i> females that i know...
thanks for the great laugh about the whorehouse
Nate, you're a hero.
X, you've no right to refer to me as a sandwich. None whatsoever.
Seriously man. That hurt.
Thought you hated puns.
Fuckin' hypocrite.
I do hate puns. But X called ma a hero, not "my" hero, so it just seemed kind of like he walked me into it.
My bad.
My hero is a turtle.
Nate... how DO you know what women's magazines are designed for?? For that matter, what do you do for a day job? No specifics needed, just wondering if you work for a.... magazine.
Thanks for the laughs
I don't believe anyone has drawn attention to one particular line in this column:
"If you want to slut it up, slut the fuck away."
What??
Love it, laughed out loud several times while reading this, and then re-read the "slut the fuck away" line several times.
so I was drunk and making out with this chick last saturday...
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