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The Law of 3 aka "The Trinity"

There is a simple law of nature and natural selection and beauty. It's called the "Law of 3" aka . "The Trinity".

Fellas..all in all..it's about the "Law of 3" aka "The Trinity". NO WOMAN has the trinity (Ass, Legs/Thighs/Hips (yeah..they are grouped into one), and Boobs) without some other apparent flaw. She never has all 3.  That is how natural selection of beauty works. Usually women get 2 out of 3 blessings in those departments in the natural selection process.
If she has nice legs/hips and big boobs, she has no ass (like me...BONUS: I have an incredible face and good bone structure).. If she has nice ass and hips/legs, then she has no boobs.

(like Beyonce...no boobs whatsoever...corns on her feet...terrible weaves....but she also has a nice face...and light skin..so...she's up there)
And if she has ALL 3..her face is MUCKED (such is the case of Serena Williams-amazonian body, face like a defensive end).

OR if she has all 3..and a flaweless face..then she has bad breath, corns on her feet or a terrible attitude (a la Halle Berry...at least that's what they say)


Or....she paid for it. *shrug* (Nicki Minaj still looks amazing though...)


The thing about the Trinity is....God is just random like that.  If I could trade my boobs in for a bigger butt..I would..if they could only go down 1 cup size (LOL). It doesn't work  like that however. Just be glad and lucky that you have what you have IF you have it (If you are a stick like Olive Oyl..I pray you have a good personality...LMAO!). I guess what I'm trying to explain is no woman will have it all. Appreciate her beauty for what it is..and don't try and change her. And most of all ladies, be happy with what you have. I mean, that's easier said than done.  But oh well...unless we go under the knife we are stuck with it.....or....you can wear "enhancements" for what you lack (no shame in that at all.... make yourself feel better..)



The End. (literally)  I rest my case! LMAO!

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  1. I so agree with the Law of the Trinity. LOL!!! I know sooo few women who have it all - and even when it appears that they do, there's some aspect of their personality that is "off," which essentially ruins the physical package.

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  2. LMAO!! You ain't right calling Serena's face NFL worthy!

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