Stupid Twit Twats Say "LOOK AT ME! ME! ME! LISTEN TO MY 50 FACTS ABOUT MYSELF!"

Guys, you all know how BORING most twit twats are.

While they burble and babble, all you think about is, "How long before WE HAVE SEX?"

Little Miss Twit Twat thinks she's fascinating. Doesn't she notice you're staring down her dress? That your eyes are on her lips wondering when she'll shut up and SUCK COCK?

Nattering nitwits actually are so incredibly stupid and clueless, they go on GOOTUBE and...think anyone cares about "50 facts" about their insipid, idiot lives.

NOBODY wants to listen to pussy prattle without a payoff.

Most of these idiot "50 facts about ME" bitches don't even get more than 50 hits (from curious classmates or appalled relatives). The ones that do manage to get a few thousand hits make sure to post a grinning slutty photo that suggests they are frisky, salacious, and on their way to being another Viley Virus or Icky Minaj...and that YOU might become friends and get some sex if you buy her really good tickets for a Taylor Swift show.

Would guys do this? Of course not.

The adorable thing about SOCIAL DISEASE MEDIA is that it enables already egocentric little slits into thinking they can think, or that anyone cares about what their favorite color is.

It's sad, in a way, that most attractive women never evolve beyond an 8 year old's mentality, because they aren't required to actually think or learn social skills. All they have to do is mince around and know how to do their hair and make-up. Maybe get breast implants. Then they get taken out to free meals and movies, and their inane babble is endured hour after hour, giving them the illusion that they're more than two lumps and a few holes.

Naturally, our favorite bimboid and Margaret Keane waif-model wannabe has to get into this.

You won't be able to stand more than a minute of her childish, self-absorbed, meandering mewling, as she tells you her favorite color, favorite actor, favorite TV show, etc. etc.

Like most any tease, she vaguely drops a hint to the desperate: she wants nice comments, and wouldn't mind if YOU tell her YOUR favorite likes, too. This is as nominal as the Joni Mitchell line, "All I really want our love to do is bring out the best in ME. (and in you too.)"

Ah, Shauna (named after the porn actress who gave head for a few years and then shot herself in the head). How naive. How annoying. I can hardly wait for her to cover that song Rex Harrison once sang..."Women are irrational, that's all there is to that. Their heads are full of cotton hay and rags."