<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36154019</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:33:31.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to get ALL the pussy you ever wanted!!!</title><subtitle type='html'>Using the Laws of Total Dominion to create what no woman can resist</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sluts2bed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36154019/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sluts2bed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>heathen saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03985546965991630635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36154019.post-116299976689252567</id><published>2006-11-08T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T07:29:26.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WhyYou Can Never Seem to be Happy w/ Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Total Dominion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is total freedom, success &amp; happiness when it comes to dealing with women.  How do I know? Well, because its something I practice on a daily basis.  The reason these laws work perfectly because they focus on the one constant in your dealings with women: YOU. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only constant in life IS change. You see your circumstances will change.   The amount of money you have, the car you drive, where you live, work &amp; play, all of these things will change.  The woman you're dealing with will certainly change (possibly several times a day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The only constant is you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The only constant &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to hammer this point home because it's so crucial. It's critical. It's paramount. You (Capital M) MUST learn, absorb, understand and most importantly &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;live&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The only constant is YOU.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I got this point I had another realization. It's something  that never occurred to me before.&lt;br /&gt;It was this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If the only constant is me, then I should be a constant.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else in life is a variable, I'M the only constant.  That being said I realized that I had been behaving like a variable with women.  Bending, repressing, accomodating, placating, supplicating, accepting, TOLERATING etc... Changing &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; behavior to suit &amp; please women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know where that got me? It got me frustrated, It got me tired, It got me emotionally, mentally, &amp; financially drained. It got me stepped on &amp;amp; disrespected. It got me humiliated &amp; cheated on, and eventually it got me pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I finally got pissed enough, got mad enough, got angry enough to say Fuuuuuck them.  Angry enough to say Fuck Her.  It was only then that I stopped behaving like some mealy-mouth, approval seeking bitch boy and started to be a MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started figuring out what I wanted out of the situation and stopped settling for less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped saying yes to her and started saying yes to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped losing and I began to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wierd thing that I found out was that women love a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're reading this now and it stirred something in you.  If you feel now, like I felt then I'm telling you now that you won't find happiness, success, &amp; freedom with women until you accept nothing less from women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop being a variable. Start being a constant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Total FUCKIN' Dominion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36154019-116299976689252567?l=sluts2bed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sluts2bed.blogspot.com/feeds/116299976689252567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36154019&amp;postID=116299976689252567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36154019/posts/default/116299976689252567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36154019/posts/default/116299976689252567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sluts2bed.blogspot.com/2006/11/whyyou-can-never-seem-to-be-happy-w.html' title='WhyYou Can Never Seem to be Happy w/ Women'/><author><name>heathen saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03985546965991630635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36154019.post-116132026154550754</id><published>2006-10-19T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T08:23:32.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Biggest Mistake Most Men Make When With Women</title><content type='html'>Have you ever seen the movie The 6th Sense. Well, if not I'm about to ruin it for you. At the end of the movie Bruce Willis realizes that he's dead. At this point, he reflects upon the previous scenes of the movie and they take on a whole new perspective. With this this new knowledge, Bruce was able to see obvious truths that remained hidden in plain sight to him before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, by the way, how a lot of great Zen masters describe enlightenment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I identify with this movie so heavily because I had the same shift when I stepped into the light of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Total Dominion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I looked at all my past interactions with women and realized &lt;em&gt;I have been dead for all these years.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I began to examine past experiences, I noticed that really I kept making &lt;em&gt;the same grave mistake&lt;/em&gt; over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realized that the key to my tremendous newfound carnal success w/ women could be boiled down to that I was no longer making &lt;em&gt;the same grave mistake&lt;/em&gt;. (Hallelujah!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know what you're thinking. Yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Total Dominion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; allows me certain telepathic abilities. You're thinking, "Will you just tell us the fucking mistake, already!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to work for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's much better for you if you chew your own food. I will give you a major clue, though. It comes in the form of a story. It's actually a story about the first man ever (if you're Southern Baptist) and how this mistake cost him everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There once was a dude named Adam. He lived in Paradise. Not only did he &lt;em&gt;live &lt;/em&gt;in paradise but he had Total Dominion over paradise. It kicked ass. He got bored though because he had noone to fuck. So God took a rib from him and made him a cut buddy. Her name was Eve. Eve means rib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now there was Adam and Eve in Paradise and they kicked it real hard. It was fuckin' awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paradise was an easy place to live everybody got along. Everybody got along, there was plenty of food to eat, and it was always sunny 72 degrees with a light breeze and no chance of showers. Plus everybody was naked so you didn't have to spend any money at the strip club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All they had to do was follow 1 rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #1: Don't fuck w/ God's Special Tree. (or GST for short)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one day Eve is running around Paradise and she bumps into Snake at GST. Now, Snake was a dude that possessed that certain &lt;em&gt;jen ne c'est qua&lt;/em&gt; which all women find utterly irresistable that is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Total Dominion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The exchange that follows went loosely like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snake: Wassup, girlgirl! MMM-MMM dem titties lookin, right!!!&lt;br /&gt;Eve: Booy, Stop!!!&lt;br /&gt;Snake: Hey, I gotta secret that &lt;em&gt;nobody&lt;/em&gt; knows about&lt;br /&gt;Eve: Really, what is it?!? Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!&lt;br /&gt;Snake: Tell &lt;em&gt;you!!! &lt;/em&gt;Sheeeet, Ev-ry bo-dy knows that woman can't keep a secret&lt;br /&gt;Eve: Pleeeeease&lt;br /&gt;Snake: Aright, Aright. I'll tell you but you gotta promise to not to tell nobody&lt;br /&gt;Eve: I Promise&lt;br /&gt;Snake: You Promise?&lt;br /&gt;Eve: I Promise&lt;br /&gt;Snake: You Prom-ise?&lt;br /&gt;Eve: I Prom-ise!!!&lt;br /&gt;Snake: Now, that's 3 time you promised. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Eve: Okaaay&lt;br /&gt;Snake: Look what I got&lt;br /&gt;Eve: What's that&lt;br /&gt;Snake: Ohhhh, nothing. Just fruit from God's Special Tree&lt;br /&gt;Eve: (&lt;em&gt;sighs) &lt;/em&gt;What are you gonna do with it&lt;br /&gt;Snake: Whaddaya think I'm gonna do with it jackass!!! I'm gonna eat it.&lt;br /&gt;Eve: Unh-unh. Rule #1 says don't fu-&lt;br /&gt;Snake: I know what rule #1 says. But lets be for real there's like a million fuckin apples in that tree you think God is &lt;em&gt;reeeally&lt;/em&gt; gonna notice that &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; is gone.&lt;br /&gt;Eve: Weeeell...&lt;br /&gt;Snake: I bet dis shit is da bomb. Here take a bite.&lt;br /&gt;Eve: No, you first.&lt;br /&gt;Snake: Fuck it, Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snake takes a bite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snake: Goooooooodamn&lt;br /&gt;Eve: How was it?&lt;br /&gt;Snake: Nigga, Dis shit right Hear!!! Dis shit RIGHT HEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;Eve: Well,&lt;br /&gt;Snake: Dis dat damn Kryptocronological!!!&lt;br /&gt;Eve: Booy, stop!!!&lt;br /&gt;Snake: C'mere taka bite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course Eve takes a bite. What woman can resist &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Total Dominion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So Eve, genuinely excited, returns to Adam w/ the rest of the fruit.  She goes on and on about how Kryptochronological the fruit is and how he should really try it and how when she eats the fruit it makes her horny, blahzay, blahzay, blah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You know how women can run on forever about stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The point is Adam now has a decision to make.  Adam has 2 options.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Option #1:  In attempt to please Eve/shut her up/ possibly get some ass outta this situation, Adam can violate his principles of self-respect &amp; self-discipline and disobey Rule #1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but then there is also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Option #2:  Adam can take inventory over all that God has given him dominion over,  think about what is truly the best thing for Adam, stand up, look Eve in the eye and say.... No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well in case you don't know how this story turns out I'll tell you Adam chooses Door No. 2, God finds out that they broke Rule No. 1 and kicks them outta paradise.  Not only that but he makes them put clothes on and Adam and all men there after are cursed to work a 9-5 with no union and shitty benefits for the rest of their collective days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Moral to the story is well.... If you think about it you know what the moral to the story is because if you've ever dealt with a woman then you've been in Adam's ... shoes(?).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Make a choice to think about this today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Total Dominion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36154019-116132026154550754?l=sluts2bed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sluts2bed.blogspot.com/feeds/116132026154550754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36154019&amp;postID=116132026154550754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36154019/posts/default/116132026154550754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36154019/posts/default/116132026154550754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sluts2bed.blogspot.com/2006/10/biggest-mistake-most-men-make-when.html' title='The Biggest Mistake Most Men Make When With Women'/><author><name>heathen saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03985546965991630635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36154019.post-116118371992629700</id><published>2006-10-18T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:44:41.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret Truth about Women that THEY Don't Want YOU to Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Do not suppose that I have come to bring peace to the earth. I did not come to bring peace, but a sword."&lt;/em&gt; - Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Truth is a funny thing. In society, we place a sacred value on Truth. We've all heard that "truth shall set us free" We put the concept of truth on a pedastal in our society, right up there with Love, Integrity and all those other things that fill us with feelings of sugary goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, though, very few of us want to hear the truth. Why? Well, cuz frankly... the truth hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me get personal here for a second. Prior to learning the Laws of Total Dominion, I had been living in darkness all my life. And when I was shown the light it was painful. It hurt like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, when you've been living in darkness for decades and someone exposes you to the light, your eyes don't have the capacity to receive sensory input of that intensity . So, therefor, there is pain that comes with along with it while your eyes increase their ability to take in light. (Church)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, but once my eyes finally adjusted themselves to the light, I could finallly see the years of chaos, disorder &amp; disarray that had slowly built up over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, for a second, walking into basement that hasn't been touched in years. The smells alone are abusive to the olfacory. You turn on the light and trash is strewn everywhere. Spoiled food, moldy bananas, roaches of all shapes and sizes, dog shit on the floor, spider webs covering every imaginable surface, You even see what you believe to be a few used condoms on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I hand you a broom, dustpan, mop &amp;amp; bucket and say, "There you go. You wanna clean the basement. Well here it is." and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The task seems overwhelming, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, It can be if that's how you choose to see it that way. But it certainly isn't fun. Even if you decide to do it, in the middle of it you'll wish you had just gone upstairs and finished watching football or Lifetime or whatever it is you watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact is that 95% of the populus would rather sit in the dark than go through the pain of adjusting to the light and confronting their snafus (situation normal all fucked up).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, like all great prophets, knew this. he knew that when you come to bring the truth to people that it's rarely a peaceful event. It involves conflict. Conflict with those who want to cling to the darkness and conflict with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is only by embracing this conflict that any of us can truly be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what exactly, &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; this truth I'm referring to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply put it can be summed up in one line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When the man wears the crown, the woman bows down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36154019-116118371992629700?l=sluts2bed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sluts2bed.blogspot.com/feeds/116118371992629700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36154019&amp;postID=116118371992629700' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36154019/posts/default/116118371992629700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36154019/posts/default/116118371992629700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sluts2bed.blogspot.com/2006/10/secret-truth-about-women-that-they.html' title='The Secret Truth about Women that THEY Don&apos;t Want YOU to Know'/><author><name>heathen saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03985546965991630635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36154019.post-116105593215535859</id><published>2006-10-16T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:41:45.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I and why should you listen to me.</title><content type='html'>Because I used to get no ass at all. I mean noooooo ass. It was pathetic. I didn't see a girl with her shirt off until I was damn near 20 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My interactions with women generally fell into 1 of 2 categories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first just being completely ignored a la George Bailey in It's A Wonderful Life. Only difference was that jumping off that bridge seemed more and more attractive as time went on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second being completely walked all over &amp; humiliated much like a pre-Mr. Miyagi Danny Larusso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, one&lt;em&gt; glorious&lt;/em&gt; day, it finally happened. After all the pain, all the suffering, the rejection, the unreturned phone calls, the frustration, the tears, the fake numbers, the self doubt, the embarassment, hopelessness and the wondering if I'm doomed to be alone for the rest of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY cracked the code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Newtonian moment of truth, the proverbial apple fell from the Tree of Knowledge and hit me in the head. And when I picked up the apple and took a bite from it I realized that there is a law, a set of universal and eternal truths, that govern all sexual interactions with women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These laws are now known to men as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Laws of Total Dominion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wielding these laws I now found I had the power to get women to submit to my every desire. Unleashing the Laws of Total Dominion, women who once shunned me and took me for granted now obeyed, even, my most vulgar command.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line: This shit is powerful and it works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My purpose in life is to spread this gospel to men, who like me were lost in the wilderness searching for a way to happiness with women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to guide you out of the wilderness that I was trapped in for so long.  I stand before you with a beacon of truth and light to deliver you from the darkness so that you can claim the &lt;em&gt;power&lt;/em&gt; over women &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that as a man is rightfully yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36154019-116105593215535859?l=sluts2bed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sluts2bed.blogspot.com/feeds/116105593215535859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36154019&amp;postID=116105593215535859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36154019/posts/default/116105593215535859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36154019/posts/default/116105593215535859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sluts2bed.blogspot.com/2006/10/who-am-i-and-why-should-you-listen-to.html' title='Who am I and why should you listen to me.'/><author><name>heathen saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03985546965991630635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
