Mother, when your son was a little boy, you told him he would have all the ladies, and he did, that's why he got a hundred women, and a thousand kids. Mother, you told your son to never let a woman disrespect him, and he didn't, he disrespected them. Mother, to a son you are the epitomy of who a woman should be, and when you are talking to your son, you are representing me, and when you teach him female depreciation, you have inconvienced and disserviced the entire female population, by massagin' his narcissitic masturbation, of his fucked up amibitions of all the women he can bed, got sugar plum coochies, dancing in his head. When all he thinks about is sex, his disrespect, is in auto-pilot reflex, you have given your son a serious oedipal complex, because of your need to smother, you've sent out into the world, this burnt up brother, mother, start early in his philandering days, teach hin to change his mannish ways, put him in check, encourage his scholary intellect. Teach him the method of mutual respect, don't put a man like him, in the universe for me to contend with, Mother you do the best you can, so raise your son to become a man. don't raise him to insult or harrass, teach him to be gentle, and not to be brash, cause if he comes my way, I'll break his ass!
Reason for writing:
"For any one who doesn't know who "Oedipal" is, go read some greek mythology. Or Sigmund Freud. Oedipus, in greek mythology was a young man who fell in love with his mother, killed his father, then married his mother, then gouged out his eyes after he realized what he had done. Freud says that every young boy at about the age of three suffers from the oedipus complex, but represses it until he learns to adjust his sexual desire toward a more acceptable feminine figure, such as the girl next door. (just thought I'd explain for those who don't know.) So some mothers, who spoil their sons, really give their sons, distored views of women, causing these men, to expect every one to be like their mothers, which leads them to misuse women. (i think)
Birth sign: Libra
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