Marriage Proposal

The reason I saw an orange shirt on one knee to a woman in a pink shirt was to shame me into exercising, so that every man that looked at me naked – WITHOUT MY CONSENT OR PERMISSION – would not have to view me with any body fat, cellulite, varicose veins, or any other unsightly hideousness.

Also, it was meant for me to then watch the movie Fifty Shades Freed.  I am not interesting in watching that movie.

I am not interested in watching bondage, or S&M, I do not find it appropriate.

There is no such marriage proposal to any man.  It is all a con and a scheme.

I do not believe.

I know men.

There is no straight man who would propose to a woman that he does not touch, speak face to face to, or have a real relationship.

No, David, no.

No James, no.

Never should have been an Edison – EVER!

For all the money in the world I never want to know of David ever again.

The tire baby is also, a no.

Both your options have expired more than four years ago.

No.

Any man who tells me what underwear to wear can shove his own dick in his mouth and suck it.

Because you have not allowed me to have a choice on my own I am unable to change my opinion of you.

David Kahit Wolfe, you should have criminal charges filed against you for what you have done to me here.

James Franco/Edison, you should have criminal charges filed against you both for what you have done to me.