While it is a truism that sage advice can come from any source, even the most unlikely and untrustworthy, so a psycho wimminz can for example suggest you give up smoking, and while she is psycho city, her advice is good… you’ll save money and be healthier and smell better… some of the sagest advice you can pick up about wimminz isn’t ever directed at you.
It is when they are discussing other men, their ex’s, etc.
Even here, you have to listen, it is one thing for a wimminz to say “he never mowed the lawn” (inaction) “he was always too busy or tired to bathe the kids” (inaction) and another thing for a wimminz to say “he drank the rent money, he kicked the cat, he used DV against me” (action)
Just this week gone by with the news of the strengthening of DV laws here in the UK where mere criticism of how the bitch spends her money is justification for a visit from the boys in blue, one of my long term FWB who wants a lot more was hanging with me, so I give it the old “hey babe I’d say something about your shopping but these new laws make that DV”
To which she says it is “hilarious“, she thinks about this a moment (after seeing the expression on my face) and adds “insane” and “mental” and “you know it’s so mad you have to laugh at it because you can’t take it seriously”
Told, her, as one of those who these laws are designed to target, e.g. men, I have little choice but to take it seriously, I mean, just WHY do you think your regular offers of co-habitation and protestations of love etc etc etc over the past year have been basically ignored by me?
That slowed her down for a bit, but the hamster wheel isn’t designed for such thoughts, nor is a dogs brain, nor is a wimminz brain, which is prolly just as well, because then we stop short of the message in a dildo…
Me wanting you to fuck, and nothing else, isn’t the lowest level you can sink to… below that there is a whole level where you can iron my shirts, rub my shoulders, bathe me, scratch my balls, but never ever be able to give me even a hint of a hard on again.
Yes folks, welcome to have fucked you, not interested in fucking you again, but quite like you, land.
It’s a pretty grim place for a wimminz I guess, there she is wanting me, and me not wanting her, so any sexual overtones or touching or grinding is, well, you know, creepy, and offensive, and annoying….. how dare she view me as a sexual creature….
For a wimminz there is no way back either, once you have lost the ability to stir any reaction in a particular cock, pretty much all you got left is doubling down on some extreme kink, which will destroy whatever other position you thought you held with me….
There is of course a further level, as in off the radar completely, sunk below the surface, Davey Jones’ locker, but seeing as ***I*** don’t see that level, it and the inhabitants thereof basically do not exist as far as I am concerned.
I don’t suppose the smoker cares too much where the next smoke is from, if it has been a long time since the last one, roll-up, marlboro, peter stuyvesant, any one will do.
Smokers can do all sorts of shit too, cigar in mouth and “I ain’t smoking” cos “this ain’t a cigarette” and suchlike… guys quitting will know all the craving, all the reasons and excuses and things that your brain can come up with, to put that little white stick in your mouth and fire it up.
Or maybe to reach out and lift that glass to your lips.
Or maybe to smack your bitch up and commit DV, cos, you know, we men’s be addicted to that shit, can’t even see a wimminz without wanting to rape on her and smack her around, “hey baby, THIS ain’t DV!” and “hey baby, THIS ain’t rape“… it’s called gaslighting.
Wimminz do it all the fucking time, and it leaves you just as confused and irritable and damn sure that you have forgotten something, if only you could remember what it was, as does giving up smoking, or drinking, or whatever.
You can be smoking, which makes you a docile mofo who I can sell shit to, or you can be not smoking, which makes you a suggestible mofo who can be marketed to, or you can be a square peg in a round hole mofo, in which case you need beating into shape.
All you smokers and ex smokers and in betweeners out there as yourself this question, which is harder, giving up smoking, or giving up buying cigarettes, also, which one is actually the secret to quitting?
Giving up smoking is easy enough, I’ve done it several times…. lol…. and hey, every time I started again there was a fucking wimminz directly behind it…. no bullshit
One strategy that sorta works in never buying your own, only smoking a freebie when offered… you know, never get married, only fuck some other suckers wife on the side when she offers…. lol
The difference and difficulty is you ain’t a smoking virgin, hell, even if you are those marlboro country memes will draw you in, just like the promise of the lust and love in those curves draws you into the wimminz, whether you be a virgin or not, because this you see is also a message in a dildo, the nature of addiction.
Addiction lays down pathways, the more they are used they easier they get to use, like a video game where the more that pathway is used the more it grows, from jungle trail to 12 lane superhighway
And once built it never goes away, maybe it degrades and crumbles with time, but ever so slowly.
But these addictive pathways, the smoking, the drinking, the gambling, the poon, they are all always and without exception laid down in terrain that just naturally lends itself to the construction and routing of a superhighway.
Nobody studied the brain and then went out looking for methods of control, those landscapes in the brain were always there, just waiting for something, anything to come along and build a superhighway, sure, you can market smoking to a man, but you can’t market it to a foreign kid who has literally never seen a magazine or TV or film, and who is only 3 anyway, and that goes double for a monkey or a chimp, but all of these will smoke, and if not become addicted and build a superhighway, they certainly prefer to carry on smoking.
I’m not addicted to cunt, I just prefer to carry on fucking new cunt every week.
Saying that because I am a man, I have spaces in the landscape of my brain not just ideal and reserved for, but actually pre-built with, superhighways for rape and domestic violence and sexual abuse, is not merely to paint me in a no-win, no-trust, no-authority situation, that is after all the purpose, it also gaslights me into being an ineffective and ineffectual eunuch.
Saying these things of men is the literal and factual equivalent of me saying “You were born with a cunt, you bleed from your cunt once a month to remind you of your nature and original sin, you can clearly never be allowed to vote, hold any position of authority, or partake in anything based upon your word, your oath, or your honour, for you have none.”
BTW, just so you understand, that is my policy with wimminz and niggerz alike.
What with rising tensions in the middle east, spiralling economic problems and all the rest of that good stuff, my policy is likely to become ever more sustainable and mainstream, whereas your policies towards men….
Remember, there is no-one so rabid an anti-smoker as an ex smoker, the same holds true for drink, drugs, and those of us who have been fucked over by the wimminz and niggerz, secret family courts, police etc.
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