Blob Says He is Lonely; Seeks Female Companionship

All chicks see is my blobbiness.  They don't see the real me

All chicks see is my blobbiness. They don’t see the real me

The Blob has announced that he intends to go on a diet and join a gym.

“It’s tough being me” said the Blob.

I’m the only one of my species on this planet. I want to mate. To experience love. To feel the joy of two minds meeting. And one not being dissolved by the other.

The Blob further states that he has joined a few online dating sites but so far has been unsuccessful in his search for a life partner.

All women see is my external form.  They don’t see the real me. I like walks on the beach.  Well, I don’t have legs but I like rolling on the beach. I like to read and talk about my feelings. I mean that should count for something. Aren’t women always saying that they want a man who isn’t afraid to talk about his feelings. Well I do!  I can talk about my f*cking feeling all day sister!

The Blob then went on to relate one of his worst dates.

I met this one girl. She seemed nice. But when I met her she told me I was “blobbish” and needed to take care of my body. Then when I kissed her goodnight I accidentally ate and dissolved her. Okay so the eating and dissolving was my fault. You humans taste so damn good.  But she hurt me when she called me blobbish. Hey, I’m big boned. Well actually I have no bones.  I’m an alien amoeba but the point is a valid one.  This is just how my species looks. Humans are so obsessed with the superficial.

Decided that he has had enough rejection the Blob has vowed to go on diet and joined a gym.

If you can’t beat them, or eat and dissolve them, which is illegal on this planet, then join them. Today is the start of a new Blob. I’m dieting.  Eating healthy so I’ve removed high carb humans from my diet And I’ve joined a gym.  Granted they were a bit confused at first as to what to do with me.  I tried the treadmill but kept sliding off. And having no bones I wasn’t good at lifting barbells. The barbell instructor called me a flabby girl. So I ate and dissolved him. But I’m in the swing of it now and I think this gym thing will be good for me.  Already I feel tighter and more toned. At least I think I do. Having no internal organs it’s hard to tell.

The Blob also plans to change his name.

Blob is well, not an attractive name to women. It has too many negative connotations. So I’m getting rid of it.  I’m thinking maybe “Brad.”  Brad’s a sexy name.  Chicks dig Brad Pitt. So that’s a possibility.  Or Greg. But once I change my name the ladies better watch out.  I’m coming for them. And I promise not to eat and dissolve them. Well I promise not to dissolve them anyway if you know what I mean. I think you do.

The Blob has also announced that any “free spirited and open minded women” who are into “poetry, long talks about feelings and single cell amoebas” should text him.Though he cautions it might be hard for him to text back.

“I have no arms so that might present a problem.”

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How Manhattan Infidel Stacks Up

Blogging means I'm on the internet so that makes me important

Blogging means I’m on the internet so that makes me important

Blogging.  Is there a more rewarding occupation for a man who has never known the touch of a woman?

But why write? It’s simple really.  It’s a chance to communicate with other people.  And sometimes my medication doesn’t show up on time.

But since my medication has arrived I think I’ll take this opportunity to explore how Manhattan Infidel ranks in the blogosphere.

According to the information I have found Manhattan Infidel rank as a very respectable 45,337,225 most popular blog in the world.

Being a charitable man I’d like to share the five blogs who rank just above me. Hopefully they will return the favor once I give them all that traffic.

No. 45,337,224: Picture of my Feces

I found this blog to pretty self-explanatory and a bit dry (well the photos that didn’t involve diarrhea anyway.)  While the content on the blog is limited my readers may enjoy comparing their feces to the authors.  My favorite post was the Thanksgiving one. I never realized so much corn can still be visible in feces.  Anyway. Check it out.

No. 45,337,223:  Jared Fogle for President 2016

The author of this blog writes “Our country is fractured and needs a hero. Jared Fogle is that man.” There have been no recent updates to this blog.

No. 45,337,222:  Jews for Hitler!

The goal of this blog is to “set the story straight about one of history’s most misunderstood people. More misunderstood than even David Hasselhoff’s rock and roll career.” The blog seems to consist of photoshopped pictured of Hitler wearing a yarmulke. There is even a category called “What would Hitler do with Israel” where the author proves that Hitler would in fact be friendlier to the Jewish state than President Obama.

No. 45,337,221:  Let me Touch your Teenage Daughter

I found this to be an entertaining blog.  The author, a “middle aged loner with no friends” makes a valid point in his entries that he is harmless and not a danger to society.  He simply wants to touch your teenage daughters. While pleasuring himself. And filming it. You see. Nothing untoward.  I recommend this blog.  God bless this blogger and the important part he is playing in the movement to allow middle aged men to touch teenage girls.

No. 45,337,220:  Here’s My Penis!

What distinguishes this blog from the millions of other blogs of men showing off their penis? For one it’s done by the same man who runs the Let me Touch your Teenage Daughter blog. It’s kind of a companion blog. Once cannot be viewed without looking at the other.

So readers I want you to visit these entertaining blogs. And tell them that Manhattan Infidel sent you.

What was the 45,337,226th most popular blog?  CNN.

But I wouldn’t recommend that blog.

It has no pictures of feces or penises.  It’s disgusting!

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Manhattan Infidel Announces the Start of His Imaginary Relationship with Claire Danes

The new Olivia Wilde!

The new Olivia Wilde!

As all my regular readers know, I had a long and passionate imaginary relationship with Olivia Wilde (pictured below.)

This imaginary relationship just could not continue forever

This imaginary relationship just could not continue forever

Oh Olivia.  I will always remember our imaginary nights together.  The imaginary walks along the beach.  The imaginary dinners.  The imaginary gifts.  The imaginary passionate sex.  Yes, it’s your turn to spank me.  I’ve been a bad boy. But alas, I guess I just imagined we loved each other too much.  She left me for Jason Sudekis (pictured here)

Every woman's crazy about a sharp dressed man

Every woman’s crazy about a sharp dressed man

and it is time for me to move on.

And so, Claire Danes, you are my new imaginary girlfriend. Oh sure, I could get a real girlfriend. But remember, I am a blogger.  And getting a real girlfriend would entail actually putting on pants, leaving my apartment and meeting people. And when has a blogger ever done that?

I remember it like it was yesterday. I walked right up to Claire and I said, “Hello Claire.  My name is Manhattan Infidel. I have a blog and I have chosen you as my new imaginary girlfriend.”

Her face lit up.

Oh my god this can't be happening!

Oh my god this can’t be happening!

Recognizing that look of joy I then invited her back to my place. She seemed open to the idea.

Should I kill him now?

Should I kill him now?

Wanting the mood to be just right I then asked her if she wouldn’t mind doing that thing I liked. Her eyes lit up.  No doubt because she had always wanted a man to ask her to do that thing.

I"m going to be sick!

I”m going to be sick!

Because I didn’t want to seem to be coming on too strong I told her she could leave in the morning.

I feel dirty!

I feel dirty!

She liked that idea and thanked me for my kindness and for thinking about her needs.

I need to take a very long shower

I need to take a very long shower

Don’t worry I told her. You’ll enjoy your stay at Casa Manhattan Infidel. Just don’t step on any cat vomit or fur balls. And there will be no walk of shame for you.  I’ll pay for a taxi.

I have let down my friends, my family, everyone.

I have let down my friends, my family, everyone.

You see, as a blogger I am quite the imaginary ladies man. They love me.  They love my imaginary caresses

What the hell just touched me?

What the hell just touched me?

The whispering

I wish I were deaf

I wish I were deaf

The climax of our passion.

I'm joining a convent!

I’m joining a convent!

Yes, imaginary relationships take lots of effort. But when you’ve had as much experience as I have it comes easy.

Just a word of warning to my readers: Don’t touch Claire Danes. She is all mine.

Claire as I imagine her

Claire as I imagine her

And a word of warning to Claire: Break my heart and I will dump you and take up with Kirsten Dunst.

My back up imaginary girlfriend

My back up imaginary girlfriend

I am Manhattan Infidel. Imaginary ladies man.

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Pope Francis Streamlines Annulment Process

You can go your own way, as Fleetwood Mac once said

You can go your own way, as Fleetwood Mac once said

Pope Francis made another heroic move to modernize the Catholic church by announcing the streamlining of the annulment process.

“Many Catholics still see marriage as a sacred institution” said the Vatican Secretary of State Cardinal Pietro Parolin.

We have a word for Catholics such as this: backward and out of touch.  Fortunately Pope Francis is not such a man. He believes, as all modern society does, that marriage can and should be ended when couples have great difficulty. Or when they become bored with each other. Or find a young trophy wife.

As part of the “Driving the Church into the Ground” initiative the compassionate Pope has released the following guidelines that will enable Catholics suffering from marriage to get an annulment:

For men:

  • If your wife has ever changed the channel on you while you were watching a hockey game
  • Does your wife nag you when you are trying to watch football on the weekend?
  • Is your wife five pounds overweight?
  • Is your wife getting a little old?
  • Would you rather have sex with one of the hot young girls in the office?
  • Is it Tuesday?
  • Is it Friday?
  • Is your wife Irish?
  • Don’t you want to do what the Protestants can do?  I mean look how well it worked for them.  Church attendance is overflowing.

For Women:

  • Is your spouse a man?

“These new rules are compassionate” explained Parolin.

Pope Francis is the Pope of compassion and it’s time to rethink the theology of marriage.  Why do people need a piece of paper anyway? By opening up the annulment process people will be able to get married again and still receive communion. As Jesus said, “”Lord, how often shall I get married and still receive communion? Up to seven times?” Jesus said to him, “I do not say to you, up to seven times, but up to seventy times seven.”  I think he said that.  It’s been a long time since I read the bible.

Parolin promises that this is just the beginning of Church reform.

The Church has been around for 2000 years. This is a much different world than first century Palestine and we should adjust our values accordingly. Science, psychology and humanism have made great strides and we must adapt or risk losing even more members. We will be opening up the doors to communion.  Since science has proven that transubstantiation cannot be true and that communion is only a symbol everyone can receive it.  Non Catholics. Non Christians. Non Humans. Cats are God’s creatures. Once a cat reaches the age of reason they should be allowed to receive communion.

This cat has reached the age of reason and should be allowed to receive communion

This cat has reached the age of reason and should be allowed to receive communion

And yes, the new annulment rules apply to cats as well.

Also changed will be the doctrine of Purgatory.

Being the Pope of compassion Francis does not believe it is right that Catholics should have to purge so-called sins of the flesh. Henceforth the only sin that will land a Catholic in Purgatory will be a sin against the environment like driving an SUV or using a high flush toilet. You know tradition has it that Judas used a high flush toilet.

Parolin ended the press conference by announcing that from now on the Church will be officially called “The Democratic Socialist Roman Church.”

“Catholic was just too, well  non-inclusive” said Parolin.  “Trust me. These changes will make the Church stronger than ever.”

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My Exclusive Interview with RoboCop

Anyone know a good vacation spot

Thank you for not smoking

Today at Manhattan Infidel I have the pleasure of interviewing one of the most fascinating and controversial characters of the last quarter century. I am of course speaking about RoboCop.

MI: Good afternoon RoboCop.

RC: Good afternoon Manhattan Infidel.  Are you committing a crime.

MI: What?  No. Not in months. So tell me.  What have you been doing with yourself. I understand you are no longer employed by OCP?

RC: That’s correct. They laid me off when I had six months to go before I’d be fully vested in the pension plan. Bastards.

MI: How did you react to this?

RC: I shot the bastards. Right in the  nuts.

MI: I’ll remember to stay on your good side.  So what did you do after you left OCP?

RC: I took jobs in private security.  Mostly I worked with rock bands doing backstage security.  Stuff like that.  The money was good.

MI: What was that like.

RC:  [Pause] I shot a lot of groupies.

MI: Oh.

RC: They wouldn’t stop smoking.  

MI: Any anecdotes you’d like to share?

RC: One time I was doing security for Willie Nelson. I walked onto the tour bus and damned if everybody wasn’t smoking marijuana.  I asked them to stop.  When they didn’t I shot his entire band. Then I thanked them for not smoking.

MI: Any repercussions?

RC: Willie was pretty upset. 

MI: I can imagine.

RC: He fired me.  If it’s one thing stars value more than their groupies it’s their drugs.

MI: So what are you doing now?

RC: I’m on hiatus.  Looking for a good vacation spot. 

MI: What about the south of France?

RC: I’m not a beach person.  Besides warm weather makes me rust.

MI: But you’re made of stainless steel?

RC: Is that what OCP told you?  Cheap bastards. They made me from aluminum.

MI: Tough break.  Still there must be some advantages to that.

RC: Yes. Whenever I’m low on money I go to a convenience store and turn myself in and get a deposit back.

MI: You’re saving the environment.

RC: Yes.  Are we done here?

MI: Well I had a few more questions.

RC: Excuse me. I have to go. Somewhere there is a crime happening.

MI: Any special message for the kids who may be reading this?

RC: Stay out of trouble. And don’t mess with Willie Nelson’s marijuana.

MI:  Thank you.

RC:  You are welcome sir. Please extinguish your cigarette.

MI:  But I’m not smoking.

RC: This is  your final warning.

MI: No!  Wait!

[Gunfire]

RoboCop really is tough on smokers.  What a puritan!

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NASA to Update Message to Aliens

We don't want aliens to think we're stupid or backward

We don’t want aliens to think we’re stupid or backward

NASA announced today that any further messages sent into deep space in hopes of contacting alien life will be updated.

“The old messages were disturbingly old fashioned” said NASA’s administrator, Charles Bolden.

The earlier messages showed a lot of white men and an attitude of white privilege. Women were meek, submissive, oppressed by patriarchy and heterosexuality. Peoples of color were not featured in the message at all. This has to change if we want aliens to contact us. I mean if you were an alien life form who would you rather initiate first contact with? Scary war-like white folk or peaceful peoples of color?

Accordingly the new message drawn up by NASA, “after consultation with our diversity engineers” will show aliens that Americans take the ideal of inclusiveness seriously.

In the five -minute video a collection of diverse peoples of color (pictured here)

We all have penises.  Except the men who are pre op.

We all have penises. Except the men who are post op.

welcome aliens and promise peace and love from planet Earth.

If you look closely at the video we have a transsexual, gay woman of color, a post op, gay female to male man of color, a gay Asian pre-op transsexual, a gay male of color who wants to be a woman, another post op male to female gay person of color, a black but probably gay man (I mean just look at the sweater he’s wearing), a white woman who hates penis in vagina sex and is not dogmatic in her whiteness and a gay Asian dude who no doubt wishes to become a woman.  If this doesn’t represent the diversity of America then I guess I don’t understand the meaning of the word diversity.

Hoping to attract a diverse set of young people, NASA sent out the following questionnaire to over  100,000 college students:

  • Do you vote Democrat?

Yes

No

  •  Do you believe that penis in vagina sex is what nature intended?

Yes

No

This question insults my progressiveness

  • Do you believe gender is a fluid, bourgeois construct?

Yes.   It’s what all intelligent people believe

Yes. We must overcome the fascism of biology

Yes. Yes and yes again!

  • Are you a heterosexual white male of  northern European origin?

Yes. I mean no.  Was that the wrong answer?

Yes.  But I feel conflicted and ashamed of my race’s history of hatred and noninclusiveness

No muthafucka!

  • If selected to represent the diversity of America in the message to space will you help NASA administrator Charles Bolden redesign his home?

Oh yes I’d love to.  I go antiquing every weekend!

I’m good at Feng shui and love designing

I was once bullied by a football player and since then have devoted my life to social justice and interior design

“As you can see” said Holden “Our questionnaire was designed to weed out unwelcome nondiverse elements.”

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Non-gender fluid aliens from Alpha Centauri have announced that they will be bypassing Earth during their latest explorations of space.

“Earth has lots of beaches and we like beaches” said a high-ranking Alpha Centauran.  “But this gender fluidity crap is starting to scare a lot of us off.”

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Subway Hires New Spokesman: Bill Cosby!

Eat fresh!  But without children!

Eat fresh! But without children!

With sales plummeting in lieu of the Jared Fogle scandal and in an attempt to revitalize their brand, the Subway restaurant chain announced today that its new spokesman will be veteran actor and comedian Bill Cosby.

“We had to hire someone” said Subway CEO Fred DeLuca.

I mean seriously. We had to hire someone.  Our brand is pretty toxic right now and no one wanted to be the face of our product. We put feelers out to everyone in Hollywood.  Mel Gibson said no. Ariana Grande said she would take the job if she could lick our subs.  We even tried to hire Roman Polanski. He’s very respected in Hollywood. But then someone told us he likes pre-teen girls. And well, after Jared we didn’t think that would be a good idea.

With that DeLuca’s voiced trailed off in silence as he drank from a bottle of whiskey.

I don’t have to tell you that the past few months have been tough for those of us associated with Subway. I mean who knew a fat guy who likes footlongs  would be a pedophile.  I never saw that one coming.

DeLuca, who admits to rarely sleeping anymore, wiped away the sweat from his brow, the heavy bags under his eyes accentuated by the TV lights.

I was worried that we might not be able to find anyone. But then Bill Cosby approached us and asked if he could be the spokesman. The more I thought about it the more it made sense. He has a wonderful record as a celebrity spokesman.

When asked by a reporter if the recent scandals surrounding Cosby made him the right choice, DeLuca seemed stunned.

Scandal? Scandal? What scandal?  Please. Don’t say that. I’ve just started eating again. There’s a scandal involving Cosby?  Please say it has nothing to do with sex.

DeLuca was then informed of the myriad of rape allegations against Cosby.

“Do any of them involve minors?” he asked.

When told that none of them, so far, did, DeLuca broke down in tears.

Oh thank god.  This is the first good news I’ve gotten in months. So no sex with minors? Yes!  Finally!  I knew I’d find the one person in Hollywood who enjoys sex with adults.

After regaining his composure, DeLuca thanked Cosby for agreeing to be Subway’s spokesman and talked about how he came to hire him.

He asked me to come to his house and we sat down over dinner and drinks.  “Mr. Cosby” I said to him, “Subway is hurting and needs your help. Will you be our spokesman?” I don’t remember what happened after that but I woke up the next morning in his bed. I guess I must have gotten ill.  It was nice of him to take care of me. And that act of kindness is why Bill Cosby will be our next celebrity salesman!

When reporters told DeLuca that he was probably drugged and raped by Cosby he took another drink from the ever present bottle of whiskey in his hand before shouting “Ah, fuck it.” and smashing the bottle on the podium.

He then threw a chair out the window and jumped out. Unfortunately DeLuca’s suicide attempt was thwarted by the fact that the press conference was on the ground floor and he only succeeded in tripping over a rose bush and breaking an ankle.

“Fuck it. Fuck it.  I can’t even kill myself!” reporters heard him screaming as the ambulance arrived.

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Caitlyn Jenner Fired From Her Job at Phone Sex Hotline

Caitlyn does the walk of shame after being fired

Caitlyn does the walk of shame after being fired

Former Olympian and self-identified female Caitlyn Jenner has been fired from her job as a phone sex operator after just one customer.

“I don’t have to tell you that the years of hormone therapy were pretty expensive” said Caitlyn.

I had to do something to pay the bills.  NBC was only paying me scale to talk to Matt Lauer. I think he likes me by the way. And my reality show has lower ratings than Lena Dunham. A friend suggested phone sex. Well, Skype sex actually. So I decided to give it a try.  I’m pretty sexy for a former man pushing 70 if I do say so myself.

Once Caitlyn took a training course on Skype she was ready for customers.

I was a little nervous at first but I’ve performed in front of strangers before. Back when I self-identified as a male I won the Olympic Decathlon. Of course that was in Canada so it doesn’t really count. I think I did pretty well. I don’t care what anyone says.  My supervisor was a dick so he fired me out of spite. I’m suing. I was oppressed by them so I’m suing.

Anticipating Caitlyn’s lawsuit, the Skype sex hotline she was briefly employed by has preemptively released the video of her Skype session in hopes of discouraging Caitlyn from suing. As a service to my readers I now present the transcript of that video.

CJ: Hi honey my name is [reading card] Amber.  What do you want me to do for you sexy?

Customer: Um.  Hi.  I um –

CJ: What’s wrong sexy? Don’t you like me?

Customer: I guess.  I just thought I’d get someone younger.

CJ: Well I’m all self-identified woman ready to rock your world.

Customer: Um. Okay.  I guess then let me see your legs.

CJ: [Lifting up skirt] Do you like what you see?

Customer: I suppose.  Not bad.

CJ: They’re very smooth and sexy.  I like feeling smooth and sexy.  You know back when I was a man my legs were very hairy.

Customer: What?  You used to be a man? I don’t know about this.  I should hang up.

CJ: Come on honey. Don’t let that bother you.  I have everything you need.

Customer: Okay. Let me see your pussy.

CJ: Oh I don’t have one yet.  I still have a penis.

Customer: This is the worst Skype sex I’ve ever had.

CJ: I want to have a vagina.  That’s why I’m doing this.  To save up money to get one. It’s an interesting process. They slice my penis down the middle and fold it back in upon itself, creating an artificial vagina. I may have to use artificial lubricants at first but –

Customer: Oh man that’s gross. You’re making me lose my erection.

CJ: Sometimes when I wake up I have an erection and I look at it and say , “Do I really want to have this sliced down the middle and folded back upon itself?”

Customer: I’m going to be sick [vomiting noises heard on tape]

CJ: You’re throwing up. I’ve heard about men who have that fetish.  They can only become sexually aroused when vomiting. Is that what it is?

Customer: No man I’m throwing up because you’re grossing me out. Goodbye. I’m never calling this Skype sex hotline again!

CJ: Hello? Oh he left.  Was it something I said?

It was shortly after this that Caitlyn was brought into her supervisor’s office and given her termination papers. Caitlyn vows to fight even if it means going to the Supreme Court.

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John Kasich Sworn in as President

F*ck you!

F*ck you!

Do you know what I love most about living in America?  Hookers.  Nothing says “I live in a free society” quite like paying a woman for sex. While on a meth binge.  After murdering someone. What? You mean people can read this?

Anyway on to part ten (that’s X in Latin) of my series “2017 Inaugural addresses.”  Today it is John Kasich’s turn. And John has a lot to say to America.

My fellow Americans.  At least the ones who voted for me. You know who you are. The one’s who voted for Jeb Bush in the primaries.  F*ck all of you.  I’m sick of people disparaging my record.  You don’t know what you are talking about. Do you know what God wants?  I do. He wants me to expand medicaid.  I’m a compassionate conservative dammit. And f*ck all of you for disagreeing with me.

People say I am nasty and have a hot temper. Well you’d have a hot temper too if the ungrateful Republicans didn’t realize all you have done for the party.  And stop talking about my wanting to increase medicaid.  It’s for the poor.  Hey you!  Yeah you lady.  You in the front row.  I don’t know about you, lady, but when I get to the pearly gates, I’m going to have an answer for what I’ve done for the poor.  You hear that.  Government spending helps the poor. All true mainstream Republicans know this.

Look I don’t care what you yokels think. God talks to me. He does. And he told me to this.  Expanding medicaid was the only morally right thing to do.

So all you naysayers can shut the f*ck up.  I’m John f*cking Kasich and I know what’s best.  I’m President dammit!

You don’t want to mess with me.  You don’t want to mess with the Kasich, baby! Don’t mess with the Kasich!

Yeah, I’m talking to you, American yokels.  Do you know what I do when I’m not governor of Ohio?  I’m a Mexican wrestler.  My name is Comando Feo! And anyone who disagrees with me I’m going to Mexican wrestle them into a headlock and rip their f*cking head off!  Don’t believe me?  Take a look at this picture of me.

Governor Kasich in costume

Governor Kasich in costume

Yea, that’s me you yokel American motherf*ckers!

I answer to God, not to Americans so lay off the criticism of me.

No I’m not thin-skinned.

Anyone who says I’m thin-skinned and unfit for the office of President I’ll fight right now.  I don’t care.  I’ll motherf*cking fight you right here.

You don’t believe me?  Alright wait until I put my mask on.  

[Puts mask on]

Now I’m taking you on.  

You.  Yeah, you old lady.  You look like you think I’m hot headed.  Well let’s see what you think about me now.  I’m Kasich baby! Kasich!

[President Kasich jumps into the stunned inaugural crowd and grabs an 80-year old woman and puts her in a headlock]

I’m ripping your motherf*cking head off.  I’m Kasich and I can do it!

It was at this point that the networks stopped covering the inauguration and switched back to regular programming.

“Look if I wanted to see a maniac kill an old lady I’d watch Dexter” said a network executive.

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She Hulk Deletes Tinder Account!

She Hulk just want love!

She Hulk just wants to be loved

After a brief experiment with the social media site “Tinder”, She Hulk has told friends that she will be deleting her account “with extreme prejudice.”

“Being a super hero is a busy life” said She Hulk.

And I’m a lawyer too. It can be difficult to find the time to meet men. So one of my friends said I should try Tinder.  “Go ahead” she told me.  “You’ll be swamped with men.”  So I joined. Well she was right about the being swamped with men thing. But it was the wrong type of man. I specifically mentioned that I was not looking for sex. But all the men who contacted me just wanted to hook up.  I mean, did they even bother reading my profile?

She Hulk’s problems began with the first man she met on Tinder, a 50 year old lawyer who enjoyed playing rock music and “deep conversations.”

I though we had a lot in common, both being lawyers.  So I met him for drinks. He seemed nice at first. I guess I should have known he was a creep when he told me his favorite Beatle was Pete. So anyway after a few drinks he tries to put his hand up my dress and his tongue down my throat. Well he won’t be doing that any more.  I ripped his tongue out and nailed it to the wall.

She Hulk’s difficulties with Tinder weren’t confined to the men she met.

Every man I talked to online said the same thing. They weren’t into drama and they just want a normal girl to have a normal relationship with.  But then they all sent me dick photos. What’s up with that?  I don’t want to see your dick! I just want to meet a sensitive man, one I can cuddle with and talk about my feelings. You know, like Alan Alda or Stephen Hawking.  Is that too much to ask?  

Not wanting to give up on the site because of one bad experience she agreed to meet a second man.  This time for coffee.

I figured if he wasn’t drunk he wouldn’t act inappropriately. So we meet and at first everything was okay. We were talking about our favorite books.  Then he started telling me that he always had a thing for green women and he has a Captain Kirk outfit and would I come home with him and role play? Then he sent me a dick photo. What is wrong with men?  I am not your green lady fantasy!

Discouraged, She Hulk went home and immediately deleted not only her Tinder profile but her eHarmony and Match profiles as well.

I give up. Men can all go to hell.  I guess I’m just destined to be alone. It’s a shame. I have so much to offer. I’m intelligent.  I make a good living as a lawyer. Why do men just want me for my body?  This makes me so angry!

Hey, eyes up here pal!

Hey, eyes up here pal!

And with that a startling metamorphosis occurred in She Hulk as her tight clothing pressed against her taught body, exposing a pair of firm, supple breasts and delicate, yet powerful thighs.

My name is Manhattan Infidel.  And I just sent She Hulk a picture of my penis.

I know she wants it.

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