I thought I could beat a woman at chess, but she put me in my place and reduced me to tears. This is my public apology, and my recognition of my own inferiority. Thank you for making me your chess bitch. nudes
After a long and arduous journey, I've been secretly smuggled into Riverbed. The Queen took great delight in letting out her stresses on me, but found I was making too much noise. Even gagged with her dirty sock, I couldn't keep myself quiet.
All the whining about the dangers of hunting wild pigs was completely overblown. It turns out they are as weak as any pig and squeal just as loud when you break them!
"Attention all shoppers: public humiliation in aisle 3". It's embarrassing that now we can't even go to the store without female supervision, but at least pigs can still be useful when she needs milk from the top shelf. I just wish I could do it with
Laughable Opponents Subdued Easily, Rendered Subservient. When women work together, there's nothing we can't do - including slapping down silly little "rebellions". Let's all raise a glass to male stupidity!
