WTF: Screw You Robber!

Punish ME!! Or not…

Man payback is a bitch, again & again. This story is actually from 2009, but for some reason its been circulating around the net again with the suspects names.

So let me get this straight, she eventually let him go, telling him: “Get out of my sight.”

Viktor first went to the hospital to treat his swollen testicles and then to the police where he explained he had been held hostage in a back room at the hairdressers, chained up naked with pink fluffy handcuffs to a radiator – and fed nothing but Viagra.

Olga Zajac

When police arrived to question Olga, she said: “What a bastard. Yes, we had sex a couple of times. But I bought him new jeans, gave him food and even gave him 1,000 roubles (around 30 GBP) when he left.”

He certainly got a better deal than most robbers would, but RAPE is still wrong, very very wrong.

This story seems to speak to a certain sense of “female empowerment”. Olga now has her own fan page on Facebook with almost 2000 likes. People are exulting on her wall with such posts as: “Olga, you are my hero!” and “Power!!”

I’m all for standing up for yourself & protecting yourself, but I’m still left scratching my head. What Olga did is no better than Viktor’s (attempted & failed) actions.

I’m just wondering, why was sex used as a weapon in this scenario?

The Only Exception (What Did You Do To Me?)

My friend told me that her number changing ways were caused by guys that didn’t know when to
“call it quits”.
I’ve always had her number, no matter how many times those digits were flipped around.
She told me that I was “the exception”, and that I was different, and that got me thinking, what makes me special?

Switch (I See You)

“I just had one hell of a dream.” – Me
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Commonsense comes rarely when I’m with you
It’s amazing how far we’ve fallen into each others eyes & into each others lives
They can’t tell me nothing cus I won’t ask what comes next when it comes to you
Future-sight can’t see you coming cus nothing’s what it seems once you enter the game
Not that I’m making a play, but it should be understood that I’m addicted to risking it all on you
The possibility of igniting a love between you and me sets me off like fireworks
We both know that you’re not dumb, so don’t insult your intelligence or mine by assuming that I don’t know about the way you feel

I may be quiet, but I’m not shy & you may be fly, but you can’t get away from me that easily
I’m not done with you yet
I’ll let you switch partners like you’re in a free-for-all dance
You can have your fun because I’ll have mine at the end of the night after I make you light up from your eyes, to your smile to your full body blush
Taking time like I’m holding your mind & body hostage, you’re free to go whenever you please, but we both know that the price of your freedom will come at too high a price, so we keep negotiating until everybody wins

With a body and confidence so tempting, how can I keep my eyes off you?
Even a blind man can see that you’ve got that something that drives a man crazy when he can’t have you
Love and insanity are somewhat connected, like a flicker to a fire or attraction to desire
One more step is all it takes, so let me take that next step, let me take that risk
Do me a favor, commit me to memory and forget all the rest
I’ve crashed and burned, spun and turned right into you
Let me finish what I started before you become the end of me, like drug to an addict
I might just be crazy; I might just be into you
But I, just like you love it just the same