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Pretty Vs. Fine....

This was discussed at work yesterday and I really was amazed that the women, both black & white were not aware of the subtle difference that men inherently acknowledge when these words are used.

Pretty is primarily based on facial features and guys normally associate this adjective with unsexual beauty and intangible attributes like the way you walk, your presence and poise among others, your style of fashion, attitude etc. Words synonymous with a pretty girl can be beautiful, gorgeous, stunning and any new phrase we can think of that is created when you enter the realm & we look at our boys & say something stupid like "that girl is Dasani, clean & fresh straight from nature, and oh so good for the body." These days pretty is a rarely used word because a lot of women have been mislead by "fine" and don't take the time to cultivate anything or character traits that don't accentuate their bodies from the neck down.

Fine is a terrible word that has driven up the price for sex. Yes, it has risen the price for sex and all other things men try to conjure out of women faster than a Bush and gas prices. This misconstrued word has elevated hood rats, and inaugurated whores as queens. What does this word primarily mean...yes its more simple than you think. It does have rules and exceptions and it is a race-driven word. A fine white woman is not the same as a fine black woman in a lot of cases.

Fine (for black women) means ass. Period. Thighs and ass. Breasts and ass, but always includes the thighs and buttocks and what lies between. Now it doesn't mean big asses all the time, but always well-designed ones (round, curvaceous) that complement your body build. This unknown acknowledgement by women has truly terrible chicks walking around with the nastiest attitudes because men tell them they are fine but they don't really know or maybe they don't want to concede what that truly means. Fine is purely sexual/physical. I need to repeat that...fine is purely sexual/physical. Any man that refers to you as fine has pictured you naked in a Karma Sutra position. To be honest he has conceived a complete sexual scenario that would make an award-winning West Coast Productions porno. Fine does not mean we like your smile; fine does not mean we think you are strong and intelligent. Fine does not mean we appreciate you as a woman. Fine does not mean I want to "get to know you." Fine does not mean I'm not going to holla at your fine friend when you walk off. Fine doesn't mean I want to talk to you before 11pm. Fine doesn't mean let's go out in public. It means you are a prospective piece of meat, that given any indication of a chance we would devour you.

But why has this fine driven up the price for sex? Because a lot of women are being choosy thinking that because I am fine it will attract a man - man being someone who will be a potential soulmate/boyfriend/steady/husband, etc. when our 1st thought of you was not of admiration but of your legs open. "it must be ya ass, cuz it aint ya face..." seems appropriate in this situation. Fine is creating false self-esteems worldwide. Fine is wonderful when coupled with pretty or cute or amazing, or other attributes that cover the entire spectrum of your womanhood, not just your body.

Fine is a major portion of why men cheat. Fine is physical, visual stimulation. A fine chick is doomed from the start because unless you are one of the few fortunate ones who is smart enough to make us realize you as a person before we get to fulfill our private porno dreams...you have relegated your status in his life as fine, equalling a play toy essentially and like kids...once we play with a toy for a while we always constantly want new ones.

So if a man tells you that you are fine, don't play games. Simply tell him if he plays his cards right you might get naked or tell him you could not imagine him on top of you or behind you (doggystyle is the #1 position, read it in a medical journal...lmmao) because most women know within 10 minutes if she will ever sleep with a man. This will eliminate all these raggedy relationships where two people are on different pages.

No this isn't science..purely one man's opinion.

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