I see it all the time down at the pub, groups of bad women playing pool and telling each other dirty jokes and swearing. I'm reasonably confident they dont wear underpants either. So then I have to go home and listen to Olivia Newton-John music to cleanse my thoughts.
Its always the same. A good woman moves into town, things are alright for a while. Then she goes down to the pub and starts hanging around the bad women. Next thing you know she's calling everybody the c-word and spitting on the footpath.
Ah yeah. And what was it, maybe a few months ago, the ACCC stopped Sea Swift (Australian shipping company in North Queensland) from acquiring Toll's competing enterprise as it would reduce competition (lets face it, its the T.S.I. and communities that are the bread and butter of northern shipping).
Once again, it comes down to the Whitney Houston classic- The greatest love of all. Second time in 2 days I've referenced it so I hope its her and not Donna summer or somebody else. You cant properly love somebody else if you dont love yourself. Maybe some folks were cheated on and felt worthless/undervalued, and take it out on the other gender. Maybe they see traits in others that are the negative traits of their own. There's a subtle difference between a cynic, a skeptic, and sarcastic humour (which almost never works in the written form). I'd say some with perhaps less to play with confuse some or all of these.
RE: If you were to go blind
I'd have to admit all the whacking off had finally got out of hand.