A Free Sample Ho-Sex and the City Review

This post is definitely female logic, so guys, sorry for any quantum leaps. I've been thinking a lot about the comments over at a friends blog where someone mentioned, "rampant feminism". That's food for thought.

So, the other day in Walmart a lady was giving out all kinds of Brach's candy samples. The chocolates, the jelly beans, the orange slices all brand name deliciousness.  I could never do that job because all the samples would end up in my tummy.

Well, she also had coupons for the delectables, and I being weak for jelly beans actually bought a bag.

But this post is about the free samples. If a person is always giving out free samples with no strings attached, why would you spend any money buying them?  If she'd said, come back and I'll give you a free bag of candy, I wouldn't have bought any.

Now, Sex and the City is just a story of a bunch of Free Sample Ho's, in my honest opinion. Always giving it up free, putting it out there to the UPS guy, the shoe salesman, the lawyer. I don't get it. Used to be we'd worry about should I let him kiss me on the first date. Used to be we'd worry about losing his respect, or if he'd bother with a second date, or let us meet his mom.
Used to be we'd want a ring before we gave out on a regular basis.  I know, things have changed.

Free Sample Ho. Free Sample Bitch.

Is that Rampant Feminism? I'm thinking these type of HBO series are bad for our society. It makes women into cheap thrills, users, players, without commitment or classiness.

Of course, we have the Ho that sells it or trades it for a promotion. We call them whores.
Women can use their bodies to win fights and gain protection. Guys don't think that's fair.

My friend always says if you find yourself in a fair fight, your tactics suck.