Sometimes it is really, really, really hard to deal with guys who claim that they are ready for, and want to, take the red pill and embrace all that good shit, but when you attempt to give them the help they ask for, all you see is the previously hidden subconcious leviathan rise up from the depths of their personality…. and boy is it one dumb motherfucker.
So we are over at this guys’ place, let’s call him Steve for the purpose of this post, and I’m showing him some tech stuff when the PoF app on my Android smartphone pops up notifying me of a message from some skank ho, which gets us into a discussion of PoF and how to use it, and thinking there is no substitute for the real thing, I whip out my laptop and fire up PoF and we start to look for some skank ho’s starting with the small coastal town where he lives.
We don’t have to search long before he says “Oh wow!” at one of the profiles, if you are interested you can go to PoF and search for the user profile bubblylol, meanwhile I am gagging, trying to understand what the fuck is up with this guy, and if he has heard one single word I have said.
So if you check out this profile, it had (this profile is constantly being edited) one profile pic with the skank ho in question wearing, and I shit you not, a Tiara…
As if this is not enough, I mention to the guy that a previous version of this profile stated that with pic was taken 5+ years ago, another skank ho with digital camera, webcam and smart phone camera that can’t supply a current pic.
So then we get to the profile, which is want want want, and then it gets worse, first date names a man with a profile on PoF and accuses him of being a “woman beater” so this is presumably her ex who she presumably slandered in family court with a wad of false accusations and victim status.
Then, just in case there is some vomit left in your body, there are THREE assholes on PoF who are on this skanks “favourites list“, e.g. she has been or is banging them, and these total fucking asswipe manginas and niggerz start talking about what a nice skank ho this is, and how she has had a real hard life, and just needs the “right” man to make her life better…
barf.
… and this is about when I realise that the leviathan from the deeps of this guys mind has really risen to the surface, because he starts defending this skank ho slut to me, completely oblivious to the fact that these three “testimonials” are nothing more than “cock I have had and controlled” look at me exhibitionism on her part on what is supposed to be a profile for “dating”.
This guy has bought it, all the lies, all the bullshit, based on nothing more than his need to feed the leviathan, and believe that this skank ho just needs a craptain save a ho like him to ride in and protect her, and in return he will have the dubious pleasure of joining the public list of ball less wonders who pandered to her professional victim-hood status…
I sigh, close the lid on my laptop, lean back, look “Steve” in the eye, and ask him straight, does he want my help / advice or not, because if he doesn’t, I have better things to do.
I’m asking “Steve” to murder the leviathan within, to kill the largest part of himself, he knows it, I know it, we also both know his answer…. I sigh some more, get up, pick up my shit and walk out.
You know who you are “Steve”, and we both know you will be reading this, so the point is I didn’t walk out on you dude, I just put the necessary distance between myself and the niggerz within you, because that niggerz within you is harmful to me health, wealth and liberty, and you chose not to offer me the choice to hang out with you, minus your leviathan niggerz within.
We also both know something “Steve”, your leviathan niggerz within fucking hates my guts… more than anything else on the whole planet.