Some advice for all the single fellas out there:
If you text a girl you met briefly once (during a very awkward and embarrassing situation) and she says she’s not interested, that means it’s time to stop texting her. Don’t text her a day later. Don’t text her a week later. Don’t text her to just be friends when neither of you even knows the other. Don’t text her after she mentions she has a boyfriend now and she is definately not interested in you. Don’t text her to spend a weekend alone with you on the river, even if you “let her bring her boyfriend*”. Do not text her in a box. Do not text her with a fox. Just stop. fucking. texting. her.
Just my two cents.
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I just realized I criticized and otherwise failed to appreciate a guy’s efforts to get into my pants.
oh my God what have I done
This poor, socially awkward fellow! To be called out (anonymously) so callously for his socially awkward behavior. Now that he has incurred consequences (except he hasn’t because y’know, anonymity) of his socially awkward behavior, he might be so scarred as to not be so socially awkward. And what will he use as an excuse to creep on women?
And that brute offered me a weekend getaway camping on the river. How scandalous. Look out, girls, if you’re not careful some madman might offer you a stay at a Hawaiian resort. Don’t want that happening, no sir! How could that possibly be read as threatening!
After all, humans are hardwired to reproduce! Therefore it follows that all efforts to get nookie are sacrosanct and that people should never, ever be criticized or held accountable for their actions. Boys will be boys! Hurk hurk.
Why didn’t I just say “no?” Maybe he didn’t hear the first time. Maybe I dressed too slutty?
And finally, STARVING WOMEN IN CHINA!
I apologize world. I’ll shut up now.
* I mentioned the fact that this boyfriend is a black belt in taekwondo. HE'S STILL FUCKING TEXTING ME THE MORON





I think Richard Dawkins must be the guy that texted Skepchick. He looks like a perv.
Correction, hit on Skepchick in the elevator and then later, texted you.
Also, if you go to a convention full of people who have nothing to base a standard of marality on and these people also do not believe that they will ever have to answer to a higher power for any of their actions, shouldn’t you expect to run into pervs there? I would think that pervs would be drawn to that just like pedophiles to a playground.
I admit I have nothing to base my marality on. Mostly because I have no idea what “marality” is.
Maybe you have a case of marlaria.
I’d worry more about running into pervs at church, where the standard of ‘marality’ apparently involves fucking little boys in the ass.
I’ll just leave this here:
Your comment just makes my case. Thanks.
It was just for you, btw. Want to come back to my hotel room for some ‘coffee’?
Both of you are making me want to punch babies.
Punching Babies? So that’s how you treat your fellow atheists?
No, that’s how I treat babies. Babies receive all my anger and frustration so that others may live.
Babies are atheists too!
I’m confused, so some poor guy in the elevator (that looks like Jason Voorhees) wanted a fivesome with Skepchick, Kaje, Alice and some Korean martial arts master down at the river?
After watching Skepchick’s account of the elevator incident, SHE seems like the socially awkward one to me. Doesn’t seem like the guy did anything excessively creepy in the elevator. A polite ‘no thank you’ would have been the proper way to respond to his perceived ‘advances’. As for the texts, ignore them, don’t respond, don’t blog about them, ignore them.