Built into most human males are: indifference, lack of empathy, and downright meaness, installed there by nature to ensure survivability. As the alpha hunter in a family group, these traits guarantee success in creating family trees along with a little cross-breeding in the clan. Women must see the advantages of their egg fertilization process by a Dick Head, even if they are treated like shit. The male offspring will be educated under the guidance of a “Drill Sargeant” Dick Head to carry on those hostile traits. With that premise noted, let’s look at fashion, or the self-expression of apparel that signifies a group belonging. In the 1960s, both the terms: Dick Head and T-shirt statements were on the rise. As teenagers, the Baby Boomers went through this era with more rebellion than their complacent Silent Generation parents did. Quick to wear political satire and anti-establishment rhetoric on their T-shirts, this group came out of the gate swinging anger just to amplify their place in society as full-blown Dick Heads. However, they missed the boat on utilizing hats to billboard their statements. What I am proposing is for some entrepreneur to capitalize on expanding the cheesehead hats that showed up in 1987. This hat was an expression of the fans of professional sports in Wisconsin that proclaimed their loyalty, even if it was stupid-looking. The Dik Head hat shall be a baseball cap with a flesh colored crown. The bill and the adjustment band can be any color. On the bill shall be mounted 1 of those rubber diverter cups, just like the ones mounted on potty training seats that Baby Boomers grew up with. Written on the face of the diverter is the moniker: Dik Head, to show allegiance to the Millennials who are too lazy to properly spell, but save money by cutting down the number of letters. Fill a stadium full of Dik Heads, and the world will pay attention to the grunts of the earth who get shit done by threatening violence lovingly.
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is that white piece sticking out of toilet a splash guard or a ball holder?
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Elliot. You are a lucky boy. You evidently grew up in an affluent household that never had to endure a male potty chair for toilet training. You missed out on oak slivers in your perineum region and the not so tasty lead paint chips that were eaten while we urinated our powdered milk out of our tiny penises. I heard that kids like you were hooked up to a milking machine that extracted feces and urine by stainless steel, sanitized equipment that was operated by a hired nanny. So in reference to your question Elliot, that is a splash guard. The balls haven’t dropped down yet.
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FYI i grew up a poor white child with an outhouse. So i know all about slivers. We had no ball catchers like you Shorewood elites.
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Shorewood elites refers to shanty town structures made out of rotten wood pulled from the shore of a stagnant river. You are a bullshitter. Everyone knows that little kids never used outhouses. The holes were cut out by fat ass carpenters to accommodate their dainty derrieres, NOT! Everyone knows that if a little kid straddled those outhouse shit ports, a fly would buzz your ear and when you went to swat it, you lost your balance and fell in. No parent ever went in to get the little shithead out. Much easier to breed another one.
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