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By: EWAV: Naked Clog Dancing » Fuchs Induced Psychosis aka FIP

EWAV: Naked Clog Dancing » Fuchs Induced Psychosis aka FIP — Thu, 01 Sep 2005 22:11:47 +0000

[...] He said in a comment to an earlier post: It is an amazing thing. I’ve recently been inching toward the conclusion, based on my lifetime dating sample, that all human females are clinically insane. (Reasonably enough, I imagine, I’ve also started to wonder if it might something I’m doing that’s making them insane - “Fuchs-Induced Pyschosis” or some such similar contender for the DSM-V.) So I’d decided I’m swearing off for awhile. No dating. No women. No hair-rending. And but here’s the thing: a stunning, slinky, youthful, smooth-skinned, sashaying, silken-haired girl will walk by - and I’m instantly hooked again. Hopelessly captivated. And it occurred to me two nights ago that, If only there were some way to *divorce* that endlessly compelling femininity from that horrific, singular power to make things difficult. (”Ah, women - they make the highs higher and the lows more frequent” - Nietschze) … [...]

By: Scott Christensen

Scott Christensen — Thu, 01 Sep 2005 20:47:11 +0000

Don’t know if anyone checks the comments however I’m going to post something about Michael’s comment in a moment as it perfectly matches what I was thinking not too long ago.

By: msf

msf — Mon, 29 Aug 2005 08:11:56 +0000

It is an amazing thing. I’ve recently been inching toward the conclusion, based on my lifetime dating sample, that all human females are clinically insane. (Reasonably enough, I imagine, I’ve also started to wonder if it might something I’m doing that’s making them insane - “Fuchs-Induced Pyschosis” or some such similar contender for the DSM-V.) So I’d decided I’m swearing off for awhile. No dating. No women. No hair-rending. And but here’s the thing: a stunning, slinky, youthful, smooth-skinned, sashaying, silken-haired girl will walk by - and I’m instantly hooked again. Hopelessly captivated. And it occurred to me two nights ago that, If only there were some way to *divorce* that endlessly compelling femininity from that horrific, singular power to make things difficult. (”Ah, women - they make the highs higher and the lows more frequent” - Nietschze) And I mentioned this to my mates, as were sitting on the South Bank of the Thames drinking Young’s ales, and one of them responded, without missing a beat: “Stepford Wives”. I suddenly saw the appeal.