Dear German Assholes,
Firstly, allow me to begin by thanking you. Today, you selflessly performed an act of heroism that, if I had my way, would see you rewarded with things previously denied to you – diamonds, piles of cash, and adult-sized cocks cakes. For, if it hadn’t been for the three of you, cruising by in your car, taking the time out of your busy schedule to yell out vital information at me, I wouldn’t be the person I am right this very moment.
Your random act of kindness of bravely deciding to inform me that I do, indeed, have breasts has changed my life. Not only would I not be writing this post, but I might’ve been trying to arrange an appointment at a doctor’s surgery in order to discover what the hell these lumps below my neck but above my stomach are, and what the cure for such an affliction is. Let’s be honest, not only would that’ve been a complete waste of time, money and effort, but I would have ended up with rather a red face when the embarrassing truth was revealed to me! Phew, calamity avoided!
However, feel free to call me stupid (which you easily can, because I’m a female woman so I am led by my womb and emotions and therefore incapable of rational thought) but I had never realised my breasts were there. I have been dressing myself for many years now and even wearing a bra for a good deal of those, but had remained blissfully unaware of this part of my anatomy. God knows why I thought I needed a bra in the first place! Oh, I’m such a div. Serves me right for venturing out of the kitchen without permission.
If you would ever like me to return the favour, simply get in touch. It can be arranged for you to stroll along a public street, minding your own business, whilst I go past with some friends in a car and we yell out features of your physical appearance. Perhaps you are unaware of your own chest? Maybe you have developed a fine set of man boobs over the last few years? Do you have genitals? Perhaps they are rather hard to find? (Just like my chest, apparently.)
However, it doesn’t necessarily have to be a physical attribute; perhaps you don’t realise how intelligent you seem to strangers? Or maybe you are not sure just how your attitude towards women is exactly what is needed in the 21st century? That your resolute decision to stick to your principles and not be affected by the attempts of “forward-thinking, namby-pamby, PC-brigades” to change how you treat women is a shining beacon of light to all men, in all countries? This seems unlikely though, as people as astute and sharp as you all are surely aware of how fantastic they truly are.
Sadly, I know that many short-sighted women would have felt angry, insulted or ashamed in the moments following your outburst, and interpreted your altruistic act of speaking out merely as a prime example of sexist, Neanderthal behaviour. I say to these women: more fool you, more fool you.
Yours sincerely,
The Woman With The Breasts
P.S. Perhaps you are wondering why I have addressed you as ‘assholes’ given how grateful I am to you. This is merely designed to entice more readers to this post and spread the word of your good work. You dickish, cat-shit-for-brains, ass clowns.