Tony Stark: Lessons on how NOT to be called a Bitch!

So I’m sitting on the set of ‘Mildred Pierce’ with Kate Winslet, Evan Rachel Wood and Guy Pierce on a beautifully sunny day, all the way out in Cold Springs Harbor and I’m bored, so I figured I’d share another post with ya’ll. Now, don’t let me mislead ya’ll…I’m NOT some big actor or celebrity, I just happen to be supporting a friend and keeping him company while he has time free.

Recently I posted a story about a young female that, BASICALLY, stalked me in the club only to act stupid once she actually got my number. Now I won’t catch ya’ll up with the story, because - well let’s face it…you have access to the FULL story right here on the BKS Society, just search “Tony Stark: Hammer Time… Can’t Touch This!”. However, I have some new additions to the story that I would like to share.
Before I get into the story I want to have a small discussion about some things that don’t quite sit well with me…

In our experience there is a particular type of chick that falls under the pretense of “bitch or bitches”. Now, if you noticed, I specifically used the word “chick” instead of “woman” because I don’t put these girls in the same category as a “woman”. So what is the difference? It’s actually quite simple, so I can understand how and why some would confuse the two and connect them.

A "woman" is someone that takes care of herself. That walks, stands and talks with class. Knows her “worth” and stays true to it. A woman can still be promiscuous BUT does it with her class intact. She doesn’t bring drama or bullshit to the table and understands your life because, like the men of our stature, she is busy putting her life together as well. She is grown up about her interactions and tells it as it is.

A “bitch” or a flock of “bitches” are completely different. These chicks stake out clubs as if they were in the show “Keys to the VIP”; they look for a certain type of man: the baller, the pro athlete, the actor, model, gangster or the guy that fronts like he’s important. They play stupid little games and act like their “worth” is more than it is. Basically, they are like a fake stock…making themselves seem like they are going through the roof, only to find out that the product they were selling wasn’t what they were marketing and you’ve lost your investment.

So again, I say, “I don't mean to call them bitches but if you get offended by this word it's probably because you aren't secure with the particular life style you are living right now, so please, settle that on your own damn time “lol
We will be posting again with a closer look into who we are, so you can see that we are not just vulgar, to the point, men with one thing on our mind; on the contrary, we are quite the opposite. We are in fact what we claim to be, a group of elite “Distinguished Gentlemen”. So look out for the post “BKS SOCIETY: A look into a ‘Distinguished Gentleman’.

Ok, now for the additions to the story. If you haven’t read the original story please take a moment to read it and catch yourself up….it’s ok, I’ll wait…

All caught up? PERFECT! Read on.

So last night I was relaxing in my hotel room with a nice bottle of red wine trying to get relaxed for my long day on set today. Being Saturday night my phone was vibrating like a “rabbit” in a sexually frustrated girl’s bedroom. Mostly messages trying to figure out what I was doing, whether I had time to meet up, whether or not I could hook up some club or restaurant shit…you know the usual.

It’s now about midnight and out of nowhere I get a message from “Julie” (the chick from my post) and all it said was “:)”. Needless to say, I ignored it. 16 minutes later I get another one, this time it was asking me to come meet her at this club she was at. Now because I don’t talk to this chick she didn’t know I was out of the city but I go back to my blog and quote myself, “Subtle hint #9: If he doesn’t reply, you’ve been deleted.” and ya’ll wonder why I refer to some chicks as “Dumb bitches” (lol). Again, I didn’t respond.

21 minutes later, persistent as always…or stupid as always – depends on how you look at it, I get yet another text message…I mean really??

“Hi Tony. I know you won’t look at my message, but I want to say this for myself, and just in case…
I’m truly sorry for what I said. I was just teasing. I’m known for teasing a bit too much! I think you are amazing. Anyways, that’s it. Call me sometime. Hopefully…”

Now I don’t make it a habit to be a dick but commoonnnn people!! Let me dissect this message real quick…

“Hi Tony. I know you won’t look at my message..” If you read any of my last text messages and KNOW I’m not going to respond or possibly even read it then why on Pandora would you even waste your time AND the .05-.10 cents it cost to send me the message?

“I’m truly sorry for what I said. I was just teasing. I’m known for teasing a bit too much!” Ok, woosaahh…(lol) This is exactly why chicks like this will be referred to as “bitches” and never mature in the world of dating/relationships. WHY? Simple: if you have been told that you have a fault and you DO NOT fix it, you are DOA like auto tunes!

“Call me sometime. Hopefully…” Desperation is not attractive and does nothing to make me want you more. Like my friend GVIXEN said, “women have pussy power” (now don’t get it twisted, men have “dick power” too)but the point of the “power” is a combination of amazing sex and the lure of amazing sex. If it’s too easy to acquire, we don’t want it – we need a challenge, which is EXACTLY why “Julie” is continuously hitting me up despite my blatant disregard for her previous attempts.

About an hour later, approximately 1:45am, she finally ended the evening with, “Nothing? Okay. Make me suffer” I’m not trying to make you suffer, idiot, I’m trying to educate you. I AM NOT INTERESTED! Do I really need to be that blatantly rude? Because all this time I was reeeaaally trying not to.

Running the risk of offending some, even though we DID put up a warning for content you have to accept before you can even visit our page, I say this… “Dumb Bitch! Deleted.” (lol)

This has been another Public Service Announcement from the BKS Society.

Until next time…

-TS-