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Marriage, with all of it's social, legal and moral entanglements, has been around for at
least 500,000 years, and was first consummated in its ugliest form when Unggh, Neanderthal man,
decided to take a mate, Yecch, by bashing her over the head with his club, in order to drag
her off for 30-seconds of male sexual satisfaction. Unggh was simply responding to his basic
instincts for he needed a female companion to placate his primitive male urges and to cook the
30-ton tyrannosaurus rex he killed for dinner because Unggh was a terrible cook.
In reality, the major difference in the courting period is now Unggh and his caveman buddies slither into the local singles bar, and instead of a club he's armed with numerous pathetic "one-liners" and the ultimate female sexual stimuli, a Mercedes-Benz SL550. The wedding event has now degenerated into extravagant ceremonies that women demand to celebrate the wedding requiring more money and planning than a manned mission to Mars. The majority of men would prefer to economize and save the monies spent on this pompous jubilation on perhaps a down payment on a house or membership in the Elite Snobs Country Club. In fact, men would be just as happy if they could purchase a $19.99 Carvel ice cream cake and prop it on top of a beer keg at the local watering hole to eliminate this incredulous waste of money.
Let's examine how men approach marriage today. So, you've decided that you've found the little
woman who fulfills all of your needs and you want to get married. Is that really the case, or
are those subtle little hints gnawing at your testosterone-laden body that foretell the real reason
you want to get hitched?
Do you really "love" the woman with whom you are contemplating marital hara kiri, or more likely
you're probably addicted to sex, for after all you're a man?
Perhaps it's simply that you're lonely, or all of your friends are getting married and in your murky
thinking maybe you should join them with the next vixen who crosses your path, or you're really tired
of running around with that single crowd with the frequent hangovers. Worse yet, you can be dealing
with the ultimate horror, waking up in the morning bedded with the reincarnation of the Bride of Frankenstein
who has plans for your eternal bliss. Or maybe you want more stability in your life, and the Happy Hooker
looks like good wife material? In the least desirable situation, let's hope that you aren't marrying
Betty Bimbo to shut up dear old mom because she's been harassing you about her insatiable desire for
legitimate grandkids for the past 10 years, and you're her only child.
As you mull over these possibilities, let's set the tone for the material in this book. How many women
have you known intimately, emotionally and intellectually (especially intimately) since you became an adult?
Is it 4, 6, maybe 10? The earth currently has a little more than 6 billion people, with more than half
that number women. You're saying that you have decided you want to marry the 10th woman, who in reality
you probably barely know, before you had a chance to check out the other 2,999,999,990 women?
It sure doesn't sound like you've done all of your homework.
Let's dissect the fundamental problem. Women thrive on their love life. Many women spend every waking minute
racking their emotions to death fretting over every detail of their love life with their rat pack of equally
insecure girlfriends. Thousands of hours are consumed in endless discussions about the pros and cons of the men
they're dating. The conversation always focuses on the one question women pummel ad nauseum, "Are you in a
serious relationship?" Even if Sue became engaged to a guy who was just released from the slammer after 20 years
for murdering his wife and cutting her up into little pieces, the only important question surfaces,
"Is she in love?" If the answer is yes, then everyone is starry-eyed for Sue has attained Shangri-La.
Men on the other hand don't discuss emotional issues, simply because they don't have a clue as to how to analyze,
or Heaven forbid, discuss their emotions with mutual friends. It isn't manly. Men don't read anything that
remotely relates to the subject. The only writing men under 30 even glance at are the chicken scratchings and
phone numbers written on men's room walls, but here's your one chance to improve your knowledge base.
Contrary to the most important words in a woman's vocabulary, the only "relationship" most men understand is
that between a beer bottle and his lips, although they may ask their friend about his latest date by asking,
"Who are you screwing now?" Indicative of young men's incredible ignorance, they don't learn the meaning of
the word "foreplay" until men are well into their 30's.
The one obvious conclusion that is forever burned in my mind is that men's primary reasons for tying the proverbial
marriage knot are drastically different from that portrayed by the marriage experts.
This slanderous book was written by the Lounge Lizard, who has an advanced degree in Debauchery from Marquis deSade
University. He spent many years participating in and carefully observing the pros and cons of single life versus
marriage, and especially why men ignorantly do what men do.
The Lounge Lizard was once married for several years, and decided marriage was not in his future plans. Well that's
not entirely true - one very rare exception does exist. If he could meet a deaf-mute in her 60s, with a pacemaker
and extremely aggressive sex habits, with a paid-up $10 million life insurance policy, who owns a liquor store with
the bonus of two gorgeous 20+ daughters who would do anything to comfort their grieving stepfather,
he might reconsider.
In case you are not familiar with Lounge Lizards, you've seen them all of your life whenever you enter the latest pickup
joint where the voluptuous femme fatales congregate. He is the reptilian creature who's dressed to the hilt and overwhelms
the room with a cornucopia of aftershave lotions while spewing endorphins to reel in any woman within 20 feet. He's the
sly fox who starts out the night with a target of meeting the perfect physical specimen of a woman and after six zombies
will likely wind up with someone who looks like his Mother's older best friend. But it's OK - as long as he scores -
for his objective is to get laid as often as possible with a hit list that varies from Miss America to the ugliest
barker in the kennel.
After divorcing many years ago, the Lounge Lizard spent many years in the trenches, carefully observing men's and women's
actions in the dating scene, the happily married and miserably married, and the ugly and often repeated divorce scene,
so I speak from personal experience and not from some shrink's analysis of marriage statistics.
I've quietly interviewed hundreds of men over many years, especially older and more knowledgeable men while they were half
loaded and vulnerable in the gin mills of life, in preparation to write this book. Booze is an infallible truth serum.
On the opposite side of the coin, most women I've known spend their lifetime repeatedly searching for their "soul mate,"
that perfect guy who rides the white charger, but we all know more likely most of us are closer to the horse's ass than to
any degree of perfection. Women are easier to understand. Their motivations are love, marriage, and children, in that order,
ensuring a high step on the social status ladder, and they'll kill to achieve their goal. Its men that don't know what the
hell they are doing.
Now observant people should all agree that marriage, to the horror of womanhood, is a dying institution. To assist with
the execution, the author drives a stake into the heart of one of mankind's (or womankind's) most diabolical institutions.
Rarely do the majority of men think in terms of that all-important phrase that women worship - the "relationship."
As opposed to the romantic hogwash touted by the so-called experts about how men fall in love, for the most part that is
propaganda, for who writes these "advice to the lovelorn" columns but women. They have no intention of telling you the real
truth about marriage - it would dispel womanhood's ulterior motive to get all men gleefully running to the altar.
In an unscientific survey, pollsters developed a list of the ten reasons why men get married:
For a majority of men who decide to marry, it's "abandon all hope, ye who enter here" --
the supposed inscription at the entrance to Hell.
Occasionally, a few men claim to legitimately fall in love with their wives, but for the most part men marry to have a
permanent captured sex partner and someone to wash their "ripe" underwear they begrudgingly change once a year.
Even worse, men rarely question the morals or the ethical values of their partner before marrying, while women will
check out every detail of your genealogy dating back 200 years to ensure her children are registered in the Mensa Club
for Perfect Children.
If a woman discovers that your family tree has rotten roots with quite a few family members committed for murder,
insanity or sexual depravity, that may mean the end of your potential wedding plans, unless of course you are filthy
rich. In that situation, she will likely reconsider.
But don't despair. There is hope for you. You can take the Lounge Lizard's quiz within this book to help you decide
if you are on a path to a meaningful partnership or a pending disaster.
Let us not forget that painful but truthful axiom:
Society recognizes that married men are more stable and less likely to do stupid things that single men do in their stride.
The church wants legitimate children to make the church grow; Corporate America wants to make sure you won't jump at a new
job opportunity or Heaven forbid decide to go into business for yourself.
And once you're married, your chances of starting a business are almost nil because women like that weekly paycheck -
your wife will fight you tooth and nail to keep you at a job that you hate so you have no problems paying that $4,000
mortgage on that oversized, grotesque McMansion you never wanted in the first place.
How often do you hear men extolling the virtues of marriage? Virtually all men are inundated by jokes lambasting the
state of matrimony. Just browse through the thousands of brutal jokes that crucify the institution of marriage we find
circulating on the Internet on a daily basis - mostly written by married men.
As long as the sex is great, men are completely blind to the world around them. Women frequently demand that men jump
through hoops both physically and financially, but once the sex tapers off to a monthly "quicky" (and it will), you may
suddenly experience an Epiphany realizing that the reasons for your poorly conceived marriage have been terribly misguided.
Young men still think marriage will change their life positively and provide a path to correct their many vices, and he and
his mate "will live happily ever after."
But that's rarely the case. In many marriages, women will deliberately limit the sex to keep you constantly on edge so you
don't have a clue as to all the other despicable things she may be doing behind your back likely causing you financial ruin.
When men get frustrated with lack of sex, occasionally they will seek out a girlfriend without entanglements (rarely does
that happen) or "demand" sex from their wife. This is when you often read about men who were arrested for raping their wives.
Some men have even been told when all they wanted was a little blow job on their wedding day after they had enjoyed a
sex-filled courtship period, "No more of that now. We're married."
After careful consideration, the Lounge Lizard has arrived at the magic age when men should marry. Yes, it's the age of 56
when men have sewn their oats, abandoned the Party Animal mentality, and they finally realize a smidgeon of marital responsibly.
There's only one little problem with that newfound responsibility. It's not exactly a good age to start a family, unless you
happen to be one of the Hollywierd set who has made his millions in "B" rated movies and decided to marry some 25-year old
starlet with that great face and body to procreate and have three kids. It's really tough to play baseball or football in
the backyard with your 10-year old when you're 66 years old, huffin' and a puffin' and days away from a coronary.
What about the age-old limerick about the quarters? During the first year of marriage, put a quarter in a jar every time you
have sex with your wife. Starting in year two, take out a quarter every time you have sex. Don't be surprised if the jar is
still half-filled when you die, coupled with your $1,000,000 life insurance policy, which your wife will quickly spend on a
joy-filled shopping spree.
Women swoon over the fact that Adolph and his wife Eva have just celebrated their 50th anniversary ("oh, isn't that wonderful"),
but my interviews with the majority of men who have been married for over 35 years suggests that murder would be their number
one option to efficiently end a torturous marriage if they could conceive of a foolproof plan.
Via my personal observations, I would estimate that 75% of all married men I have known who have been married more than 5 years
have had at least one affair that may have lasted from a one-night stand to over 10 years. When men exchange wedding vows,
they subconsciously accept only those portions of the vows they acknowledge are acceptable to them, and apparently those vows
that relate to faithfulness fall on deaf ears.
Another reason many marriages quickly wind up in the toilet bowl is best epitomized by that ages-old axiom:
Over the course of the marriage, as we learn about our chosen partner, we discover the frailties and often horrifying errors
in her personality, naturally without recognizing our own. Once you are married, the two of you are no longer on your best
behavior, so those suppressed and often vile habits and questionable history appear with frightening regularity, and very often
we don't like what we hear, "What do you mean you were a man before your operation?"
You must understand one thought process that seems to be embedded in the DNA of the majority of women is that she may recognize
that you have many vices and slovenly habits and in truth the mutual compatibility you both hope for is dubious at best.
That challenge won't be a problem for her as she has already decided on how she plans to change you which will occur over a
lengthy period of time - you drink too much - your language is disgusting - you must immediately stop wearing women's lingerie -
and your friends, who are all drunken nauseating redneck pigs, must go!
You won't know what Mack truck hit you. After 3-5 years you may wake up and realize that all those fun-loving but often
despicable traits of your personality have disappeared and you're accordingly no longer a happy camper.
But it's too late now once you've tied the knot. The damage has been done. However, there's hope. You can prevent this
potential catastrophe from happening before you wind up in a snakepit of your own making.
If you would like to explore numerous approaches to a satisfying single life without the tortures of pounding your head against
the wall with a majority of women who were just released from mental institutions, be aware; you might also meet a few women
who can temporarily satisfy your needs.
The Lounge Lizard offers you a multitude of single's endeavors of which you may not be aware, that you may find to be highly
preferable to the dating scene. An analysis is provided of the pros and cons of prostitution; really kinky but expensive and
specialized prostitution behaviors; becoming semi-celibate with blowup dolls or masturbation; visits to foreign countries where
all types of women can be had for a song; purchase a "sexbot" from a vendor offering customizable and vivacious
performing sex dolls; cybersex (chat rooms or phone sex); or last but not least, opening your own brothel.
Many men would break up their marriage after the "seven-year itch" period has been chalked up in the books of life,
but they are now up to their neck in the quicksand of marital penance. By then there are too many factors that force men to
recognize their pathetically thought out path.
Often there are kids involved, and the financial penalties can be extreme. Who gets the house? Will I need to pay alimony
and child support? Who will the kids live with? And most importantly, who gets all of the bestial black leather accouterments
I've cherished since bachelorhood?
But you don't think about these things when you and your true love are enjoying the unfortunately brief period of harmony and
bliss and of course great sex that initially exists in most marriages.
This book provides vital information that you should carefully evaluate before getting married or divorced, or even staying
permanently single, that may significantly influence the rest of your life.
There are damn good reasons for the increase in the divorce rate, so if you wish to avoid this emotional and financial
encumbering trap, you need to absorb the message in this book. Women have scads of "Advice to the Lovelorn" columnists
who permit them to drag their love life through the mud.
But there aren't many men who even glimpse at a Dear Abby column, for after all, men don't seek help - it's not in our genes.
Don't even suggest that men might ask a question by actually mentioning the word "love." That's heresy. That would
show weakness or worse yet feminine tendencies, damaging the male psyche. I don't think many reputable papers would carry a
Dear Lounge Lizard column.
The Lounge Lizard predicts that within 25 years, the only men who will marry will be men who desire children with the same
last name or for those individuals who desire long-term companionship with an intellectually equal mate.
Now we could mimic the social antics of the Hollywood set and get married for a few months, days or even hours. It's not a bad
idea. You can enjoy all the benefits of the marriage ceremony; the lavish reception; the sadomasochistic sexual antics to
christen the marriage bed with your virgin bride (snicker); and then you can get divorced and within a few days find the next
victim.
Of course, unless you're a very rich man, this practice can get very expensive. In a recent survey, the average wedding costs
$25,764 compared with $15,208 in 1990.
Well, I've offered you a few tidbits but this book will provide you with ammunition to make a conscious decision as to whether
or not you should marry, or even divorce your wife, The Wicked Witch of the West, with whom you've already invested many years.
Hopefully, it will make you do something you've never done before - think - before you blindly charge ahead with some
typically ignorant and brain-dead male action that you may regret at a later date.
To assist in your learning process, besides lambasting womanhood at every turn, the Lounge Lizard has translated women's
difficult to comprehend and alien thought processes into plain English, so you don't join the battle with one arm tied
behind your back.
A few of the subjects that are covered in this book dissect issues that may have been buried in your deep subconscious,
but your pickled brain probably has a hard time moving these thoughts into your conscience mind. Now is your one chance:
This book is loaded with "down to earth" practical examples that will provide you with a treasure
chest of information on women's often nasty and underhanded ambitions and schemes. That in
itself will be a valuable tool for dealing with the so-called fairer sex.
Even though young men are not known as voracious readers besides anything other than smut magazines,
if you are a man between 21 and 40 who is contemplating engagement, marriage or divorce, or you know
someone who is contemplating one of these major steps, this book which is loaded with sarcasm
towards both women and men, is a must read, and is especially valuable for your friend who may have
confided in you that he is considering popping the big question to the Divorce Queen.
If you fear for your friend's forthcoming horrors, this book makes a great gift at the bachelor
party you plan to throw for the poor sucker.
So, skip that next beer for a few minutes and gain some knowledge in your trek down life's
bomb-strewn path!
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