According to etiquette-challenged Jon Hochschartner (and isn’t that a name that’d just want to roll off your tongue during sex, anyhow) who is a staff writer of the Plattsburgh (NY) State University’s newspaper, Cardinal Points, states that having sex with a woman who’s on the rag has got to be, like, the most disgusting thing, like, ever of all time, right?
The fratboy-eque Hochschartner retells a story regarding a “chick” he had bedded via a drunken escapade the prior night and his next-morning awakening which left him covered in blood from his “chest” to his “dick.” So classy. Hochs goes on to explain how utterly mortified he is and blah, blah, blah “anything that can bleed for seven days and not die has got to be evil” hooha.
Kind of reminds me of that scene in Super Bad, where the chunky kid finds menstrual blood on his jeans after dancing with a female school mate. You know, that utterly infantile, asinine movie where it’s all about tits and ass and the perversions of creepy little male high school students? Yeah, that one.
Hochs goes on to offer “better” alternatives to sex when his female coitus partners are on the rag. His first suggestion? Try anal. Psst. She might like it. His second? The sad excuse for foreplay: fellatio. Hochs states that she may not be “down” with the second suggestion, citing not feeling “generous” enough, but there is a sure-fire remedy is to “stuff her full of cramp-reducing chocolate” and she then might “see the light.”
If this guy even remotely had a clue about the benefits (for both) of sex on the rag instead of being so pig-headed that the previous night’s sex was “icky” and “gross” because of a little extra lube when he probably couldn’t even remember it to begin with, he might take a bit of a different stance instead of crying like a little girl who skinned their knee for the first time and shed their own blood.
He claims that female suggestion of learning to like the natural lubrication falls on deaf ears; in fact, Hochs threw up in his mouth a little bit at the mere thought.
I’d like to meet this guy in a dark place and pull a Carrie on him. Pig wouldn’t know it’s own blood from that of a woman anyway, right?