I recently found this very nice blog. I practically stumbled upon it. So, read for yourself, what this young lady has to say.

“It’s mildly enjoyable when I go to a bar and someone tried to pick me up. I mean, hey, its the power of the boob. Yes, sir, you can buy me a drink and in return I’ll pretend not to notice you staring at my cleavage.

Xbox Live is Not a Bar

I’d like to use my mic, but I’ve found that if I actually want to play a game, I can’t talk. Why? I have a vagina. Apparently that makes it OK for every Tom, Dick, and Harry (emphasis on the Dick) to hit on me. “Ooo,your voice sounds sexy”, “Ooo,I’ll protect you baby”, “Ooo,you up for some fun?”

Yes, I’m up for some fun. *Shoots you in the head* Just as I suspected… that was fun.

There are plenty of girls who like to game. I’m willing to bet that at any given moment, about a third of the people you’re playing with are girls. They just don’t talk or use a screen name that gives away their gender. Why? Because you jerks ruin it for us.

Even if no one tries to sex me up, I’m either killed over and over and over again (Because that’s cool. Does killing a girl make you feel manly?) or everyone “protects” me (Because its so chivalrous to get in my way when I’m in the middle of owning someone and steal my kill).

And then there’s the uber-male loser who insists on making fun of me for every mistake. I must be stupid because I’m a girl. Yeah, no one else ever dies by making a mistake in a video game. Ass.

Here’s the bottom line: If I want to have some kind of sex with you, I’m not going to do it texting or talking to you on Xbox Live. In addition, my lack of penis doesn’t make me bad at video games.

I’m a girl. I like to play video games. Stop ruining it for me.”

Now,let’s try to pick this apart line by line, to come closer to the spirit and the actual message of the blog entry.

“It’s mildly enjoyable when I go to a bar and someone tried to pick me up”