Wednesday, July 29, 2009

The Hunt Is On



why do girls like hanging out at restrooms and toilets. Why do they like going to bathroom together. I mean, its no secret that they move in packs. They say that men have the hunter instinct and women have the settlers instinct, but theyve got it all wrong.

Men are lone hunters. Yes, when need be they can group together, work in teams, coordinate and hunt in packs. But women, they always hunt in packs. And whats more, they hunt the male of their own species. And essential for any hunt is the understanding of the prey.

In this spirit of sisterhood and kinship, they pool all their knowledge of the prey. Even if it

means discussing the most personal and intimate details of their own prize trophy. They share the lewdest details, the scandalous secrets, all so that they each may garner a little more knowledge of their prey. Maybe that is why they resort to oddities like restrooms etc for hangout points, safe from being overheard as they plot and prepare for the big hunt.

Tears and emotional blackmail are not the only weapons at their disposal. Those are just out in
the open. They use embarassment to their advantage too. Picking them off from their squadmates, or trying to seperate one from their packs is one of the most harrowing and embarassing tasks any male can ever perform. The giggle is an autodefense mechanism that goes off unprovoked at any time, thus making the prey self concious and aware at all times, doubt and low self confidence niggling away at his courage.

And when it comes to prize sharing they can be as mean as the meanest of carnivores or
scavangers. They say that hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, but if thats true hell can't have witnessed a woman furious at one of her own brethren (or sistren in this case). They are at their nastiest, meanest and bitchiest best when squaring off against one of their own.

1 comment:

insert name here said...

it's actually a conspiracy. Women just pretend to be gathering in packs to draw the attention of the male specimens; after this they just plant the seeds of doubt in their feeble minds, sit back and watch the seeds grow into meadows of paranoia and self-doubt. Just like labrats in a maze *gin*