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Beautiful, Bored, and Head: Here's a prime example of "Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus" offered by an English professor from the University of Phoenix: The professor told his class one day: Today we will ex- periment with a new form called the tandem story The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the person sitting to his or her immediate right. As home- work tonight, one of you will write the first paragraph of a short story. You will e-mail your partner that para- graph and send another copy to me. The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another para- graph to the story and send it back, also sending an- other copy to me. The first person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back-and-forth. Remember to re-read what has been written each time in order to keep the story coherent. There is to be ab- solutely NO talking outside of the e-mails and any- thing you wish to say must be written in the e-mail. The story is over when both agree a con- clusion has been reached." The following was actually turned in by two of his English students: Rebecca and Gary THE STORY: (first paragraph by Rebecca) At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So chamomile was out of the second paragraph by Gary) Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. "A.S. Harris to Geostation 17," he said into his transgalactic communicator. " Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But before he could sign off a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across the ####pit. (Rebecca) He bumped his head and died almost immediately, but not before he felt one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peace ful farmers of Skylon 4. "Congress Passes Law Per- manently Abolishing War and Space Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news si- multaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and care- free, with no newspaper to read, no television to distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things around her. "Why must one lose one's innocence to become a woman?" she pondered wistfully Gary) Little did she know, but she had less than 10 sec- onds to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dimwitted wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace disarmament Treaty through the congress had left Earth a defenseless target for the hostile alien em- pires who were determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty the Anu'udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile en- tered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion, which vaporized poor, stupid Laurie. (Rebecca) This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My writing partner is a violent, chauvin- istic semi-literate adolescent. Gary) Yeah? Well, my writing partner is a self-centered tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. Oh, shall I have chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of F-KING TEA??? Oh no, what am I to do? I'm such an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele novels!" Gary) B*tch. (Rebecca) F K YOU-YOU NEANDERTHALI In your dreams, Ho. Go drink some tea. A+ Ireally liked this one. epicjohndoe: A Very Good Example Of ‘Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus’
Beautiful, Bored, and Head: Here's a prime example of "Men Are
 From Mars, Women Are From Venus"
 offered by an English professor from
 the University of Phoenix:
 The professor told his class one day: Today we will ex-
 periment with a new form called the tandem story
 The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the
 person sitting to his or her immediate right. As home-
 work tonight, one of you will write the first paragraph
 of a short story. You will e-mail your partner that para-
 graph and send another copy to me. The partner will
 read the first paragraph and then add another para-
 graph to the story and send it back, also sending an-
 other copy to me. The first person will then add a third
 paragraph, and so on back-and-forth.
 Remember to re-read what has been written each time
 in order to keep the story coherent. There is to be ab-
 solutely NO talking outside of the e-mails and any-
 thing you wish to say must be written in the e-mail.
 The story is over when both agree a con-
 clusion has been reached."
 The following was actually turned in by two of his
 English students:
 Rebecca and Gary
 THE STORY:
 (first paragraph by Rebecca)
 At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea
 she wanted. The chamomile, which used to be her
 favorite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded
 her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier
 times, that he liked chamomile.
 But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her
 mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating,
 and if she thought about him too much her asthma
 started acting up again. So chamomile was out of
 the
 second paragraph by Gary)
 Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of
 the attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4,
 had more important things to think about than the
 neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named
 Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night
 over a year ago. "A.S. Harris to Geostation 17," he
 said into his transgalactic communicator. " Polar
 orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But
 before he could sign off a bluish particle beam
 flashed out of nowhere and blasted a hole through
 his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent
 him flying out of his seat and across the ####pit.
 (Rebecca)
 He bumped his head and died almost immediately,
 but not before he felt one last pang of regret for
 psychically brutalizing the one woman who had
 ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth
 stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peace
 ful farmers of Skylon 4. "Congress Passes Law Per-
 manently Abolishing War and Space Travel," Laurie
 read in her newspaper one morning. The news si-
 multaneously excited her and bored her. She
 stared out the window, dreaming of her youth,
 when the days had passed unhurriedly and care-
 free, with no newspaper to read, no television to
 distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at
 all the beautiful things around
 her. "Why must one
 lose one's innocence to become a woman?" she
 pondered wistfully
 Gary)
 Little did she know, but she had less than 10 sec-
 onds to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the
 Anu'udrian mothership launched the first of its
 lithium fusion missiles. The dimwitted wimpy
 peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace
 disarmament Treaty through the congress had left
 Earth a defenseless target for the hostile alien em-
 pires who were determined to destroy the human
 race. Within two hours after the passage of the
 treaty the Anu'udrian ships were on course for
 Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the
 With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated
 their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile en-
 tered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President,
 in his top-secret mobile submarine headquarters
 on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the
 inconceivably massive explosion, which vaporized
 poor, stupid Laurie.
 (Rebecca)
 This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of
 literature. My writing partner is a violent, chauvin-
 istic semi-literate adolescent.
 Gary)
 Yeah? Well, my writing partner is a self-centered
 tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the
 literary equivalent of Valium. Oh, shall I have
 chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of
 F-KING TEA??? Oh no, what am I to do? I'm such an
 air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle
 Steele novels!"
 Gary)
 B*tch.
 (Rebecca)
 F K YOU-YOU NEANDERTHALI
 In your dreams, Ho. Go drink some tea.
 A+
 Ireally liked this one.
epicjohndoe:

A Very Good Example Of ‘Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus’

epicjohndoe: A Very Good Example Of ‘Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus’

Iphone, Twitter, and Magic: adam ferrone @_rone Thoughts? PROPOSED NEW STANDARD YEAR 13 EQUAL SIZED MONTHS (28 days x 13 months 364, +1 365) THE FIRST DAY OF THE MONTH IS ALWAYS A SUNDAY THE LAST DAY OF THE MONTH IS ALWAYS A SATURDAY Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat 5 2 3 4 3 4 5 6 2 3 6 1 1 4 11 12 8 9 10 11 12 14 8 9 10 13 14 10 11 12 13 14 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 18 21 19 15 16 15 16 21 17 16 17 18 20 18 20 22 23 22 23 24 25 24 27 22 23 24 25 27 28 THE ONE DAY LEFT OVER IS Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat NYD NEW YEARS DAY. 1 2 3 4 3 4 6 8 9 10 11 11 10 1 12 13 IT ISN'T A WEEKDAY OR WEEKEND, IT'S MAGIC, AND ON LEAP YEARS 15 16 18 19 20 21 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 25 23 24 25 24 27 IT'S A DOUBLE VACATION DAY. THE REST IS EASY. IF SOMEONE SAYS, "LL SEE YOU ON THE 19TH," YOU Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat 2 3 6 2 3 6 7 2 3 4 5 6 4 1 KNOW IT'S ON A THURSDAY 8 11 15 16 17 18 20 21 17 18 19 20 IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT MONTH, IT DOESN'T EVEN MATTER WHAT YEAR, 22 23 24 25 27 28 25 27 IT'S GOING TO BE ON A THURSDAY. Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat. Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat 2 2 3 5 6 7 1 4 4 CALCULATING IS EASY, PLANNING IS EASY, AND PAYCHECKS COME WHEN YOU EXPECT THEM. 8 9 10 1 12 8 10 12 13 14 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 17 18 16 17 18 19 20 21 26 22 23 24 25 28 24 25 26 27 28 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 1:09 PM 18 Aug 19 Twitter for iPhone Likes 617 Retweets This is developer abuse
Iphone, Twitter, and Magic: adam ferrone
 @_rone
 Thoughts?
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Magic, Vacation, and Sunday: PROPOSED NEW STANDARD YEAR 13 EQUAL SIZED MONTHS (28 days x 13 months = 364, +1 = 365) THE FIRST DAY OF THE MONTH IS ALWAYS A SUNDAY THE LAST DAY OF THE MONTH IS ALWAYS A SATURDAY Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat 2 3 4 5 6 7 89 4 5 67 1 23 8 9 4 5 6 7 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 2 3 1 1 9 10 10 11 12 13 14 10 11 12 13 14 8 12 13 14 8 10 11 12 13 14 11 15 16 20 21 17 18 19 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 26 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 22 23 24 25 27 28 22 23 24 25 26 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 27 28 THE ONE DAY LEFT OVER IS Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat NYD 2 34 89 5 6 7 1 2 1 23 4 5 6 7 NEW YEARS DAY. 5 6 7 1 4 1 10 11 12 13 14 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 8 10 11 12 13 14 IT ISN'T A WEEKDAY OR WEEKEND, IT'S MAGIC, AND ON LEAP YEARS IT'S A DOUBLE VACATION DAY 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 15 17 18 19 20 21 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 THE REST IS EASY. IF SOMEONE SAYS, "I'LL SEE YOU ON THE 19TH," YOU KNOW IT'S ON A THURSDAY. Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat 2 3 8 9 2 S 89 10 6 7 1 4 5 2 3 4 5 6 7 1 4 5 67 1 89 10 10 11 12 13 14 11 12 13 14 12 13 14 11 19 20 21 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 15 16 17 18 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT MONTH, IT DOESN'T EVEN MATTER WHAT YEAR, IT'S GOING TO BE ON A THURSDAY. Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat 5 6 7 2 3 4 2 3 6 7 2 3 5 6 1 1 4 5 1 4 7 89 10 89 10 CALCULATING IS EASY, PLANNING IS EASY, AND PAYCHECKS COME WHEN YOU EXPECT THEM. 8 9 10 12 13 14 11 13 14 11 12 13 14 11 12 20 21 15 16 17 18 19 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 XERHINO Programmers nightmare
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 13 EQUAL SIZED MONTHS
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Beard, Church, and Community: Generalissimo Justice is flying to SDCC @QueenAnitaCox Imagine the neckbeard INCELS in a basement in Kentuckey creating this Everglade Angels comic: "Remember the 90S Blake?! Tits were bigger then, draw them bigger!" Educated people will not buy this garbage Good luck selling this, Trump Bros! Idiot customers await! CADE ELS Thread Blake Northcott @BlakeNorthcott Thank you for your assessment of my new graphic novel. Perhaps I can help you with some fact checking, though. We are not 'Trump bros'. Neither myself nor my cover artist have ever voted in an American election. I'm Canadian, and the artist is Italian. /1 Generalissimo Justice is flying to SDCC @QueenAnitaCox Imagine the neckbeard INCELS in a basement in Kentuckey creating this Everglade Angels comic: "Remember the 90S Blake?! Tits were bigger then, draw them bigger!" Educated people will not buy this garbage Good luck selling this, Trump Bros! Idiot customers await! Thread Blake Northcott @BlakeNorthcott Neither of us live in subterranean dwellings, and to the best of my knowledge, neither of us have ever grown a beard - neck or otherwise. I've tried to grow one several times. The results have been rather disappointing. /2 8:27 pm 20 Jul 2019 Twitter Web App i View Tweet activity Blake Northcott @BlakeNorthcott And since my name is Blake, it's sometimes confusing to new readers - I'm not a 'dude' or a 'bro' I'm the one on the left. And my cover artist, Leila Leiz, is on the right. As you can see: both beardless. And both above ground! /3 8:27 pm 20 Jul 2019 Twitter Web App Blake Northcott @BlakeNorthcott Appreciate the Retweet of the cover art, though. You left out the URL EvergladeAngels.com Tell your 4 followers to check it out Love and hugs, Blake PS: It's spelled 'Kentucky'. You're an educated person, you should know that. PPS: The 90s and tits are both rad. /4 SEROM THE CREATOR OF HAPPYDEATH DAY, THEAUTHOR OF THE'NORTH VALLEY GRIMOIRE& THE ARTIST FROM RAT QUEENS CADE ELS celticpyro: peliaosfiendline: celticpyro: derpomatic: friendly-neighborhood-patriarch: catherine-siena-dr-of-the-church: friendly-neighborhood-patriarch: why do these people hate big tits and pretty women all of a sudden I’m a 46DD - I like me some representation!  The naturally big-titted community needs love, too! its kinda disheartening and surprising how often I hear that kinda stuff from you ladies The Stevens Universes are at it again.worst fandom on the net, but also “progressive” so it’s ignored by the same media that goes after bronies. Can’t believe she handed this guy an L. Sadly, instead of Taking the L, this is what they’ve gone and done
Beard, Church, and Community: Generalissimo Justice is flying to SDCC
 @QueenAnitaCox
 Imagine the neckbeard INCELS in a basement in
 Kentuckey creating this Everglade Angels comic:
 "Remember the 90S Blake?! Tits were bigger then, draw
 them bigger!" Educated people will not buy this garbage
 Good luck selling this, Trump Bros! Idiot customers
 await!
 CADE
 ELS

 Thread
 Blake Northcott
 @BlakeNorthcott
 Thank you for your assessment of my new graphic novel.
 Perhaps I can help you with some fact checking, though.
 We are not 'Trump bros'.
 Neither myself nor my cover artist have ever voted in an
 American election. I'm Canadian, and the artist is Italian.
 /1
 Generalissimo Justice is flying to SDCC
 @QueenAnitaCox
 Imagine the neckbeard INCELS in a basement in
 Kentuckey creating this Everglade Angels comic:
 "Remember the 90S Blake?! Tits were bigger then, draw
 them bigger!" Educated people will not buy this garbage
 Good luck selling this, Trump Bros! Idiot customers
 await!

 Thread
 Blake Northcott
 @BlakeNorthcott
 Neither of us live in subterranean dwellings, and to the
 best of my knowledge, neither of us have ever grown a
 beard - neck or otherwise.
 I've tried to grow one several times.
 The results have been rather disappointing. /2
 8:27 pm 20 Jul 2019 Twitter Web App
 i View Tweet activity

 Blake Northcott
 @BlakeNorthcott
 And since my name is Blake, it's sometimes confusing to
 new readers - I'm not a 'dude' or a 'bro'
 I'm the one on the left. And my cover artist, Leila Leiz, is
 on the right.
 As you can see: both beardless. And both above ground!
 /3
 8:27 pm 20 Jul 2019 Twitter Web App

 Blake Northcott
 @BlakeNorthcott
 Appreciate the Retweet of the cover art, though. You left
 out the URL EvergladeAngels.com
 Tell your 4 followers to check it out
 Love and hugs,
 Blake
 PS: It's spelled 'Kentucky'. You're an educated person,
 you should know that.
 PPS: The 90s and tits are both rad. /4
 SEROM THE CREATOR OF HAPPYDEATH DAY, THEAUTHOR OF
 THE'NORTH VALLEY GRIMOIRE& THE ARTIST FROM RAT QUEENS
 CADE
 ELS
celticpyro:

peliaosfiendline:
celticpyro:


derpomatic:

friendly-neighborhood-patriarch:

catherine-siena-dr-of-the-church:


friendly-neighborhood-patriarch:
why do these people hate big tits and pretty women all of a sudden 
I’m a 46DD - I like me some representation!  The naturally big-titted community needs love, too!


its kinda disheartening and surprising how often I hear that kinda stuff from you ladies

The Stevens Universes are at it again.worst fandom on the net, but also “progressive” so it’s ignored by the same media that goes after bronies.

Can’t believe she handed this guy an L.


Sadly, instead of Taking the L, this is what they’ve gone and done

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Advice, Being Alone, and America: Anna Breslaw @annabreslavw My sister is doing arn experiment: Whenever men walk towards her, she doesn't move out of the way first. So far she has collided with 28 men. 12/13/14, 5:04 PNM marithlizard: taraljc: seperis: sapphic-pink-kryptonite: phoenixonwheels: linkedsoul: little-miss-stan: elegantmess100: blossombarnes: retroasgardian: reddobastard: onethingconstant: songbirde108: mercurialkitty: emmagrant01: clevermanka: youcangofindatree: moremetalthanyourmom: Okay but after seeing this I started doing it too and it’s amazing how many men I’ve run into bc they expected me to move Gotta try it I work (and walk) on a college campus. I’ve lost count of how many men I’ve smacked shoulders with. Recently, I was standing outside my son’s classroom waiting to talk to his teacher. I stood on one side of the hallway, not even close to the center. At some point, a man came walking along. I was standing right in his path, but the hallway was empty, so I logically expected him to swerve around me. Instead he kept walking right toward me, got to me, and stopped, as if waiting for me to get out of his way. I didn’t; I just smiled politely at him. He finally walked around me, clearly annoyed that I hadn’t leapt out of his manly path. Now I’m wishing I’d leapt aside, taken off my jacket and laid it on the floor before him, then bowed deeply and said, “My Liege!” I also work at a college campus. I smack shoulders sometimes, but I find that if I stare straight ahead and follow the advice below, people get the heck out of the way. Honestly this post changed how I carry myself when walking alone in public, or in a situation where I’m the one leading. People definitely move for the murder gaze. Confirmed. I once had to rush back inside a convention hall as the con was closing in order to a retrieve a sick friend’s medication, and I didn’t understand why people in the crowd were jumping out of my way (literally—one guy vaulted a table) until I realized I was dressed as the Winter Soldier and doing the Murder Walk because that’s just how I walk in those boots. I got the meds, got out, and made a mental note. I repeated the experiment later, wearing the boots but otherwise my usual clothing and mimicking the expression I thought I’d had at that moment. People parted like I was Charlton Heston. I now wear that style of boots whenever possible. I recently had a man do a double-take as I walked by and ask me, politely, where I had served because I “looked like a soldier.” I’m not current or former military. I was wearing a flowy purple peasant top and looked as un-soldierlike as possible. Moral of the story: wear comfortable shoes, square your shoulders, and walk like you’ve been sent to murder Captain America. WALK LIKE YOU’VE BEEN SENT TO MURDER CAPTAIN AMERICA It’s called the Murder Strut. IT’S BACK!!!!!! I was searching for this to show my daughter the other day and couldn’t find it. I’m so glad IT’S BACK!! I will always reblog the Murder Strut!! A guy on a bike went around me because he could tell I had no intention of moving. Thanks to this post. One day and I bumped into a guy while doing the Murder Strut and he apologized to me even though I was the one who had bumped into him. It works wonders. In case you were wondering, yes you can do this in a wheelchair. Same look in your eyes and let ‘em know you will run them down. Just picture yourself in a sports car accelerating towards someone with the intention of flattening them. If there’s anything more satisfying than watching Abled men leap out of my way when they realize I’m not moving for them, I can’t think of it atm. Walk like you’ve been sent to murder Captain America. Wheel like you’re gonna win the Indy 500 and don’t care how. Your crutches are short swords; walk like you can see them buried in the bodies of anyone who crosses (in front of) you. Tumblr: teaching women how to be Moses and part the fucking Red Sea with the power of their minds. I had never seen these updates to the Patriarchy Chicken Game before and they are all a goddam DELIGHT Patriarchy Chicken and The Murder Strut, dance names for the new millenium. 
Advice, Being Alone, and America: Anna Breslaw
 @annabreslavw
 My sister is doing arn
 experiment: Whenever men
 walk towards her, she doesn't
 move out of the way first. So
 far she has collided with 28
 men.
 12/13/14, 5:04 PNM
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Okay but after seeing this I started doing it too and it’s amazing how many men I’ve run into bc they expected me to move

Gotta try it


I work (and walk) on a college campus. I’ve lost count of how many men I’ve smacked shoulders with.


Recently, I was standing outside my son’s classroom waiting to talk to his teacher. I stood on one side of the hallway, not even close to the center. At some point, a man came walking along. I was standing right in his path, but the hallway was empty, so I logically expected him to swerve around me. Instead he kept walking right toward me, got to me, and stopped, as if waiting for me to get out of his way. I didn’t; I just smiled politely at him. He finally walked around me, clearly annoyed that I hadn’t leapt out of his manly path. 
Now I’m wishing I’d leapt aside, taken off my jacket and laid it on the floor before him, then bowed deeply and said, “My Liege!”


I also work at a college campus. I smack shoulders sometimes, but I find that if I stare straight ahead and follow the advice below, people get the heck out of the way.


Honestly this post changed how I carry myself when walking alone in public, or in a situation where I’m the one leading. People definitely move for the murder gaze.


Confirmed. I once had to rush back inside a convention hall as the con was closing in order to a retrieve a sick friend’s medication, and I didn’t understand why people in the crowd were jumping out of my way (literally—one guy vaulted a table) until I realized I was dressed as the Winter Soldier and doing the Murder Walk because that’s just how I walk in those boots. I got the meds, got out, and made a mental note.
I repeated the experiment later, wearing the boots but otherwise my usual clothing and mimicking the expression I thought I’d had at that moment. People parted like I was Charlton Heston.
I now wear that style of boots whenever possible. I recently had a man do a double-take as I walked by and ask me, politely, where I had served because I “looked like a soldier.” I’m not current or former military. I was wearing a flowy purple peasant top and looked as un-soldierlike as possible.
Moral of the story: wear comfortable shoes, square your shoulders, and walk like you’ve been sent to murder Captain America.


WALK LIKE YOU’VE BEEN SENT TO MURDER CAPTAIN AMERICA




It’s called the Murder Strut.

IT’S BACK!!!!!! I was searching for this to show my daughter the other day and couldn’t find it. I’m so glad IT’S BACK!! I will always reblog the Murder Strut!!


A guy on a bike went around me because he could tell I had no intention of moving. Thanks to this post. 

One day and I bumped into a guy while doing the Murder Strut and he apologized to me even though I was the one who had bumped into him.
It works wonders.


In case you were wondering, yes you can do this in a wheelchair. Same look in your eyes and let ‘em know you will run them down. Just picture yourself in a sports car accelerating towards someone with the intention of flattening them. 
If there’s anything more satisfying than watching Abled men leap out of my way when they realize I’m not moving for them, I can’t think of it atm. 


Walk like you’ve been sent to murder Captain America.
Wheel like you’re gonna win the Indy 500 and don’t care how.
Your crutches are short swords; walk like you can see them buried in the bodies of anyone who crosses (in front of) you.
Tumblr: teaching women how to be Moses and part the fucking Red Sea with the power of their minds.


I had never seen these updates to the Patriarchy Chicken Game before and they are all a goddam DELIGHT

Patriarchy Chicken and The Murder Strut, dance names for the new millenium. 

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9gag, Alive, and Apparently: I'm a therapist and keep this poster
 in my waiting room, apparently it's
 saved a few lives
 I DON'T LIKE THE PHRASE "A CRY FOR HELP" I JUST DON'T LIKE
 HOW IT SOUNDS. WHEN SOMEBODY SAYS TO ME. "IM THINKING
 ABOUT SUICIDE, I HAVE A PLAN: I JUST NEED A REASON NOT TO
 DO IT THE LAST THING I SEE IS HELPLESSNESS.
 I THINK: YOUR DEPRESSION HAS BEEN BEATING YOU UP FOR YEARS
 IT'S CALLED YOu UGLY, AND STUPID, AND PATHETIC, AND A FAILURE
 FOR SO LONG THAT YOU'VE FORGOTTEN THAT IT'S WRONG. YoU DON'T
 SEE ANY GOOD IN YOURSELF, AND YOU DON'T HAVE ANY HOPE
 BUT STILL, HERE YOU ARE: YOU'VE COME OVER TO ME, BANGED ON MY
 DOOR, AND SAID, "HEY! STAYING ALIVE IS REALLY HARD RIGHT NOW
 JUST GIVE ME SOMETHING TO FIGHT WITH! I DON'T CARE IF IT'S
 A STICK! GIVE ME A STICK ANDI CAN STAY ALIVE!
 HOW IS THAT HELPLESS? I THINK THAT'S INCREDIBLE. YOU'RE LIKE
 A MARINE: TRAPPED FOR YEARS BEHIND ENEMY LINES, YOUR GUN
 HAS BEEN TAKEN AWAY, YOU'RE OUT OF AMMO, YOU'RE
 MALNOURISHED, AND YOU'VE PROBABLY CALUGHT SOME KIND OF
 JUNGLE VIRUS THAT'S MAKING YoU HALLUCINATE GIANT SPIDERS
 AND YOU'RE STILL JUST GOING, "GIVE ME A STICK
 I'M NOT DYING OUT HERE
 "A CRY FOR HELP" MAKES IT SOUND LIKE IM SUPPOSED TO
 TAKE PITY ON YOu, BUT YOU DON'T NEED MY PITY THIS ISN'T
 PATHETIC. THIS IS THE WILL TO SURVIVE. THIS IS HOW HUMANS
 LIVED LONG ENOLIGH TO BECOME THE DOMINANT SPECIES
 WITH NO HOPE, RUNNING ON NOTHING, YOU'RE READY TO CUT
 THROUGH A HUNDRED MILES OF HOSTILE JUuNGLE WITH NOTHING
 BLIT A STICK, IF THAT'S WHAT IT TAKES TO GET TO SAFETY
 ALL IM DOING IS HANDING OUT STICKS
 YOU'RE THE ONE STAYING ALIVE
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