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May 29, 2013

Grapes, sultanas, raisins and currants.

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , — wimminz @ 10:35 pm

Amazingly, or not, given the lack of culinary skills in modern wimminz, no wimminz I speak to today knows that the latter three all come from the first.

I thought of these, and prunes, today while reading a story, with pictures, in the MSM about some wimminz who had a gastric band and then surgery to remove the excess skin, naturally all the comments from wimminz and niggerz were supportive and full of praise…

article-2332103-1A09670E000005DC-799_306x516article-2332103-1A09670E000005DC-127_306x516The freak in these pictures is in her thirties, early thirties at that, and frankly the surgery was just as big a waste of money as the gastric band, she is still unfuckably ugly, as for the skank tats, well it’s a bit like graffitti on a particularly grotty public toilet, it doesn’t detract from the value, because there isn’t any.

It is absolutely typical of wimminz complete and utter failure to grasp the concept of consequences for your own choices and actions that lead to this wimminz piling on an excess 10st of blubber in the first place, WTF did she think would happen to her skin?

WTF did she think would happen to the excess skin when the gastric band went in, in place of a fucking brain and willpower?

WTF was the daily fail picture editor doing, blacked out nipples, but we can still see the rest of the skank… the truly mind fucking stuff.

Her nipples were probably one of the few parts of her body to not suffer the ravages of obesity and fugly.

Of course I am quite partial to the odd grape, or sultana, not too big on currants or raisins but I’ll eat em both in dough, so it isn’t a good analogy.

Of course the piercings and so on all indicate a wimminz into kink, which I like, but the general public toilet approach means a wimminz who is into kink because she despises herself, which I don’t.

I agree with her self assessment, which is why she is unfuckable.

As part of my work today I visited an area that I used to live in as a callow youth on a murdercycle, frankly I got out (of the area) and never looked back in one of those “this town ain’t big enough for the one of me” scenes, if I’d stayed I’d be doing double life for some atrocity or another, committed just to relieve the ennui… bit like this skank, the only acceptable way to view her is in the rear view mirror with the motor coming on song, and brother, no matter what lies ahead, never make the mistake of going back.

In fact wimminz are more than just a little bit like an episode of Storage Wars, an entirely fake made up show, in which the people pay way over the odds for someone else’s unwanted junk, and then, having bought it, BUT NOT SOLD A FUCKING THING, they sit there going through the shit, saying what each bit of crap is worth, and declaring they made a profit on the deal.

WTF?

The value of the skank above is sub-zero, and not in a good way, she would have to pay me to fuck her, and of course the parts of her with the greatest negative value are the parts you can’t fucking see in the pix, her attitude, her cock count, her hamster wheel, etc etc etc.

It’s like Obama claiming he is priceless, because his moral compass has never even been taken out of the box, much less used, this is not a gooood thing, Barak, it is a fucking baaaad thing.

The shit you should have used you did not, the shit you should have kept you squandered.

Thing is, when you look at this skank, remember this, for purposes of comparison to MANY wimminz out there, this skank would be a trade UP…

February 4, 2013

BBW – Blatantly Bullshitting Wimminz

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , — wimminz @ 12:56 pm

While I am the first to admit to, and complain of, the sort of drop down list or radio button choices presented on many websites, thinking personally that none of the available options are correct, and then choosing the least wrong one… there are limits…

So for example being in my fifties I can no longer claim to be “athletic”, on the other hand I could still get into the trousers I wore at 16 as my waistline has not changes, so “slim” it is, even though I don’t consider myself slim, but the next one up, average, isn’t for me either, I only have to look out the window to confirm this.

Back in the seventies a D cup was a fairly big tit, and even then everyone, men and women alike, knew that cup size = tit size, so a 36-24-36 C cup and a 36-24-36 B cup were notably different.anya_001_p_078

But then whatever happened, put it down to processed foods, sedentary lifestyles, cosmetics and lotions and pills, whatever you like, body sizes have been growing, and with them tit sizes.

Late last year I was with a chick for a while, she was what you would call a “fat bird”, there was fat everywhere there shouldn’t have been, but she was young enough and fit enough that none of it had yet been affected by gravity and started to sag, so it wasn’t revolting, it was more cuddly, but the main attraction was GG cup tits. (the pic above is GG cup)

GG cup is significantly bigger than the human head, even on this fat bird they looked massive, frankly if she had been 36-24-36 they would have looked freakish and “uncanny valley” and quite unreal and totally photo-shopped or CGI‘d

The interesting thing about the human head is it is the one part of the human body with the least variation in size across individuals.

So there is this other bitch on the swinging site with, she claims, a pair of GG’s, so I look at her profile pics, and her tits are fucking MAYBE half the size of the girl I was banging, while her body was at least as big, plus, it had all started to sag south with gravity.

The chick in question MAY have been an E cup, so technically I can let the BBW thing go, yeah, she is a Big Busted Wimminz (no, it NEVER meant Big Beautiful Wimminz), but she is a fat bitch BBW.

So I get a wink yesterday morning, from a self described BBW, right away I am suspicious because it is the usual fat bitch photo composition, head and shoulders and bit of cleavage and not much else, but what the fuck as she sounds kinky enough, so I’ll play along for a while.

First thing I says “babe, send me some pics that show all of you, not just that stuff on your profile pix”

Nobody who has been reading this blog is in any illusions that wimminz can’t wait to send nekkid porno pics of themselves to a prospective cock… so time passes, and with each passing hour, we are still doing the odd text, I am still asking where my pix are, she is still making excuses about being busy, so with each passing hour I am revising upwards the probable land whale factor.

Eventually the pic arrives, and I will spare you the trauma of sharing it here.

The tits *may* be D cup, but it’s hard to tell because really they are just sagging and flabby and resting like deflated balloons on a beach ball, the upper torso is a triple wide rear slick of pink blubber, but it’s got a flat or it’s all distorted like a dragster slick, there is a fold that goes where the belly button would normally be, and this fold wraps completely around the body as far as I can see from the pic, if you are thinking of the gap between a close spaced pair of rear duallies you’re on the right track, and so we move south to what is traditionally referred to as the spare tyre, more double wide flabby pink slick, and this also hangs gravity style, I presume there is a cunt under there somewhere, there is no way to tell, there could be 8 inches of swinging cock and it would be concealed behind the drooping blubber.

Under this are two “relatively” slimmish legs, but the skin of the left and right legs is touching in a solid mass all the way down to the calf, about 12″ off the ground.

You know that feeling you get when you just fucking KNOW what the other person is expecting you to say…

I can tell, I am supposed to say something nice, something complimentary, something supportive, and while her body is big enough, so is Canada, that don’t make it easy to find nice things to say about it, when you were hoping to get transported to BC is summer, and you got transported to Sudbury, post apocalypse…

“You’re a fucking fat bitch innit” I say, because she has rang me to chase up the compliment, because it has been several minutes of silence from me, no texts no nothing

This doesn’t go down to well, so I try to resolve the issue by asking her why she eats so much yet also clearly has so many issues with her own body image.

Suddenly all trace of the submissive slut disappears, to be replaced with a whiny shouty arrogant entitled fat bitch, which coincides with the CIA trying to hack my phone and causing the call to be dropped…. >;*)

I am hesitant to say that all fat bitches have a severe fucking attitude problem, because I might thus give the impression to the less experienced men out there that slim wimminz are NAWALT, and that simply ain’t so.

What I am saying is that in my experience all fat bitches do not JUST have all the AWALT that all slim wimminz have, they have extra helpings of that too… worst of a bad breed as it were.

I’m reminded of a joke from my youth, when there simply was not the obesity epidemic that there is today;

Why did God make fat people smell?

So blind people could hate them too.

September 13, 2012

A lucky bastard, how to be one…

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , — wimminz @ 11:41 am

One of your aims in life should be to create situations where the wimminz expose their own inability to tell the truth, while simultaneously creating a situation where the wimminz realise you are not for them.Lose weight FAST with Dr Mengele's slimming pills

When I say “realise you are not for them” I mean that in EXACTLY the same fucking was as walking down a city street late and night and seeing and making eye contact with the potential mugger BEFORE they see you, so the mugger decides you aren’t easy meat just waiting to be separated from your wallet.

If you think the wimminz you encounter have any more altruistic and pure motives than the mugger down the dark city street at 3 am, then you just need to travel some more…..

I have found that the following four simple personal attributes, when laid out in front of a wimminz, have the same effect as holy water on a vampire, so if you are just out for a fuck, don’t deploy them BEFORE you get your dick wet;

  1. Have a clean and ordered kitchen and be able to demonstrate an ability to do laundry and keep things clean, a pile of clean fluffy towels could after all have come from the laundromat / linen service.
  2. Demonstrate an equal affinity for the expensive things (giant TV if a viewable thing, horsehair mattress if not a viewable thing) you purchased for cash, simply because they are self evidently pure quality (not crapple products here, I mean genuine quality) and you wanted them so you bought them for cash, and the second hand and cheap but serviceable things in your home, such as the perfectly comfy sofa and perfectly serviceable dining / kitchen table.
  3. State that you have no credit of any kind whatsoever, you have a credit card that you use for some purchases for the additional security, but you clear the balance immediately, no car finance, no mortgage, no bank loan, no overdraft, no store credit cards.
  4. State that you work only as many hours as you have to to maintain all of the above, by choice, and that you refuse to work any harder, by choice….

These simple 4 steps, and like the potential city mugger, the wimminz in question will walk out of your life, never to return, never to call you again, never to text you again, and never to contact you again (or respond to your attempts to contact her, were you so stupid as to try)

Again, the reasons are FUCKING IDENTICAL to the city mugger, you are clearly anything but easy prey, fuck it, another loser will be along in a minute.

There are no wimminz who are immune to this.

Now, while you could use this shit as part of your getting free cunt game plan, in fact you SHOULD use it as part of any plan you have that involves fucking, that isn’t the real point for mentioning it.

The real point is the wider picture.

To any man, the 4 steps above make a good start for the ideal partner, to every wimminz out there, they forever cross you off the list, so far off the list you literally drop off their radar and become invisible…. why?

Well, what are the chances of convincing a man like me that we really need the 4 piece black leather sofa on £0 down, 0% finance and just 60 low low easy monthly payments?

Or the new dining table and 6 chairs, the new wallpaper and sconce lamps, the new shag pile carpets, the new rustic oak kitchen, the 2013 model convertible.

It doesn’t matter to these bitches that everything I have from car on up is ALREADY better than what they have now, so would be a trade UP…  this is where the mantra about wimminz being “hypergamous” falls flat on its face.

All that matters to these bitches is that they know they are 100% unable to hitch me to a live now pay later (and she gets to choose what “we” buy), wagon.

THAT

IS

IT

That is not, by any definition of the term, hypergamy, this is the predatory mugger preying on the weak, stupid and docile, maximum compensation for minimum effort and risk, bottom feeding.

Turn up at a wimminz house to fuck her, note the broken car, and say “I could fix that” and you are fucking history….. so you better already have had your cock sucked dry

Turn up at a wimminz house to fuck her, note the broken car, and say “You know you’d look good in a Audi A5 convertible, what’s your favourite colour?” and when she objects about the price say “Baby, they are only £500 down, and 0% finance, I could get one this afternoon!” and she will be chomping on your cock before you can finish speaking…

This is NOT hypergamy, it doesn’t exist.

This is making your own luck by avoiding courses of action that may make you look like easy prey that will co-operate with the mugger’s demands and won’t fight back.

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August 11, 2012

Sexually Transmuted Diseases

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , — wimminz @ 1:25 am

 

I really wasn’t gonna fucking do this, but I got sent a link… so I temporarily unset my hosts file…

Bill at the Spearhead taking the piss out of dorkboobz for being such a pathetic dweeb and sucking up to the wimminz, and the his very next post he says, and I quote;

Perhaps we should consider defending women who do so with more vigor than we have so far, because it looks as though they will need it.

What the FUCK!!???

At this point I go from “OK Bill, try and commercialise your website if you like, your business, not mine, but not my scene, cya” to “The friend of my enemy is my enemy“… him Elam and dorkboobz should get a room.

You know quite a way back I fucked a dirty skank ho, no biggie there but it was an all night fuck fest and rough sex, and at some point I tore the soft inner bit of the foreskin..  next thing I know it is itching but not in a healing itching way, and off to the docs for a course of antibiotics… job’s a good un

Thing is, I felt less disgusted with that dirty skank ho than I do with Bill, I could always wear a condom and fuck her again….

Back then the big scary monster was SIDA, or AIDS as it is called here in the west, and it was plowing through the fags and intravenous drug using whores like nobody’s business… of course I was immune, my cock was daily drenched in diesel, lube oil and hydraulic oil, nothing could live through that shit .. lol

I guess we all thought about contracting AIDS, in a sorta can’t happen here way, what life changes it would make… nowadays with modern western medicine even AIDS isn’t necessarily a killer, and everything else is in truth not a big deal, you can live with almost no symptoms whatsoever.

Which brings me to the point of this post, next week I’ve been invited out to dinner by two nurses, not a sexual tryst, just a social one, and they are going to give me the 2012 skinny, because you see they both work in the local STD clinic.

The reason for the dinner? Well it started as a brief conversation over a beer tonight and a throwaway line from me, and I got an answer I wasn’t expecting, and the dinner is to discuss it in more detail.

The answer I was not expecting is the pandemic of STD’s…. kinda…

“You’re OK” I was told “you’re pretty fit and healthy, obviously have a good immune system, obviously a good diet, obviously clean, and of course a man, and of course you don’t kiss and you don’t eat cunt, so you are unlikely to catch anything even if you do fuck an infected wimminz, and even if you did catch something, your immune system could probably fight it off and you’d have no symptoms… actually you should come in for a test, just in case“… lol

“Even if you’ve got something a course of antibiotics will sort you out”

So, naturally enough, I asked what the other shoe dropping sounded like…

she told me… wimminz cunts are all internal, always wet and warm, and much more porous tissue than a cock, and shit gets “injected” in there, and wimminz bodies are all messed up anyway because of bad diet and no exercise and of course contraceptive induced hormone imbalance… then there is the cock count (I mentioned this previously, the gangbang sluts who get cervical cancer) which also triggers adverse reactions as the wimminz biochemistry keeps trying to adapt to each new set of sperm, blow jobs, and a generally fucked up immune system because a wimminz would naturally treat a foetus as an immune reaction otherwise, poor cunt hygeine (g string panties that ride up the crack) and wiping forwards, cunt ass and pisshole all within an inch or two of each other.

“So what’s the bottom line?” I asked

“A 95% positive test rate on wimminz who walk into the clinic.” she said.

What the FUCK??? I mean, I know people actually making a fucking appointment at an STD clinic are sort of self selecting subset of all wimminz, but this place is ALWAYS busy, there are 6 nurses there and each one typically sees 10 people a day, that’s 60 a day, 300 a week, 15,000 a fucking year, that’s 12% of the local fucking population for fucks sake… and the split is 70/30 female / male “customers”… so

What the FUCK!

The topic of the dinner conversation?

The trends, and the trends and consequences are apparently an across the board lowered fertility rate for the wimminz, and early sterility or effective sterility (miscarriage) for many.

I’m reminded of my mate who worked in the blood department of a local hospital and told me that at least 35% of all “fathers” could not possibly be, based on blood types alone, these nurses are telling me that the indigenous (white) wimminz are able to treat the symptoms of STD’s with medication, but they are all seeing an across the board lowering of fertility.

I said “lowered male sperm count?” and they fucking laughed, yeah, maybe lowered by 5%, but stick that sperm in a wimminz whose fertility is only 75% of what it should be before she got some STD’s and whaddaya got?

I said Jesus, all I have heard about is caffeine and smoking and plastic food packaging lowering female fertility, she said yeah, every wimminz “customer” with an STD, which is nearly 10,000 a year at this clinic, smokes, drinks coffee, and eats food that comes in plastic packaging, and she started laughing so hard she snorted beer and had a coughing fit.

I’m sitting here now, thinking again the old adage, Correlation != Causation, and the laws of unintended consequences (contraception – sexual liberation)

and just to prove suggestion works…..

….I also just took a piss, and found myself thinking about it, is that a burning sensation? lmfao

 

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April 28, 2012

Peter Pecker Picked a

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , — wimminz @ 12:04 pm

I have been debating whether to discuss this, and have decided yes as the guys in question have agreed.

Basically last week a couple of guys came over and we spent some hours shooting the shit, and then the subject of erections came up… lol

“You mean it’s normal?” was the separate reaction from both of them, when I said;

  1. I have had days / wimminz that I just could not get hard for.
  2. I have had days / wimminz that I could get hard for, but could not cum into.
  3. I have had days / wimminz that I have fucked and enjoyed in the past, but which right now I have no interest whatsoever in sexually, not even a tiny throb or twitch of the cock, not even if I try to make it happen.

which led to an admission from one of them regarding little blue pills..

“before you speak” I said “let me tell you this, I have never taken viagra or anything similar, but have been with loads of wimminz who have been with men who have, and they all say the same thing, the guy can stay hard for hours, thrusting into her cunt or ass, but they never seem to cum and it is always crap sex”

e.g. viagra does not help you over that hump to orgasm, it just makes your cock hard, and lets face it a vacuum pump and some liquid nitrogen will do that….

So on the principle that my cock is Peter Pecker (gotta have a name, can’t have a complete stranger making many of your decisions… lol) and I am me, I have had a lot less stressful sex life from the day I accepted that I should have precisely ZERO input into who / how / when / where / why Peter Pecker likes to get wet.

Every single time, without exception, when I have had some level of internal strife or sex, and as soon as I start describing this in any form of detail these viagra guys start talking about how I am describing their SYMPTOMS that they took viagra to CURE…. think on that…. every time, without exception, when I have had some level of internal strife it has always been because ___I___ have decided that ___Peter___ should come out to play, and Peter has had exactly zero interest.

Instead of shrugging and saying catch ya laters, I have tried to force it, come on man, we’ll go out, get some beers, have a laugh and a great time, meet some sexy hot girls…. meanwhile peter is saying he just wants to stay home alone and watch re-runs of Firefly.

The reason for THIS post is how powerfully that resonated with these two guys, one who readily admitted buying viagra, and the other one who admitted it a couple of hours later, when he had determined that he did not have a cock problem after all… lol

What is interesting is asking the question, where does the idea come from than a man, any man, every man, can snap his fingers and his cock will stand to attention and 3 minutes later be spurting a hot load into some wimminz cunt?

Seriously, where does that come from?

No man I know or have ever known has had a cock that worked like that.

No mammal that I have ever known has had a cock that worked like that.

Well it clearly came from the people that brought us “All men are rapists” and “All fathers want to fuck their own daughters” etc.

Every man I have known has needed an initial stimulus to get Peter hard, an ongoing stimulus to keep Peter hard and playing the game, and a final stimulus to get completely different systems over the hump and into orgasm so Peter can be a conduit for a load of cum.

Every description we have of cock, which includes the legal description, which deals with rape and consent, completely ignores these facts… every description we have was clearly written by creatures who do not have a cock….  wimminz and their pet niggerz.

Every man I have known can identify with the stimulus to get hard, another one to stay hard, and another one for the orgasm and spurt of cum.

Once you frame it correctly like that, viagra is not a sex aid.

Viagra, like the vacuum pump and liquid nitrogen, can get you hard, but it is by definition incapable of providing the stimulus to get you over that hump into orgasm…. on the contrary, it interferes with that process.

So viagra is not a sex aid, it is a rape aid, so that men can be coerced into getting hard for unfuckable wimminz.

“pecker time”

we will call this the time between me letting go of an empty coffee cup, and that cup hitting the floor… pecker time is like bullet time, it is the speed at which the pecker computer works, and if you shut the fuck up and give Peter Pecker access to your vocal cords, pecker time can give you the answers you need.

“So why don’t you get hard at the prospect / opportunity of fucking Tracy any more?” you ask Peter..

right back at ya in pecker time, “Because the bitch is UGLY dude.”

so you ask “But that didn’t stop you the first couple of times!!!”

right back at ya in pecker time “Bro, it was dark, and it was a new conquest…” shrugs

so you say “But, but, I need to be able to fuck her later tonight!”

right back at ya in pecker time “Why?…. really dude, why…. that’s like saying you need to be able to go back and play Half Life 1 just like you did the first time, and forget everything you have done since, everything you know about hardware and software development since then, just so you can bang an ugly bitch….”

so you say… “but… I need to get HARD… and FUCK..”

right back at ya in pecker time “no problemo, bring me something like this….”

which brings us into all sorts of interesting territory, not just is Tracy in this story unfuckable, but is she un-rapeable by the same guys / cocks… and if she is, which as men we know she is, then just how vile and abhorrent and anachronistic is the entire legal and social structure that has been built around the premise that it is only the threat of detection and punishment and imprisonment that stops Tracy from being raped every single day or her life, everywhere she goes…

Historically rape was a very very very rare offence, it was much rarer than murder.

https://wimminz.wordpress.com/2011-04/wimminz-morality-or-lack-of/

So how come, according to the wimminz, has rape SUDDENLY and out of nowhere assumed epidemic proportions, and what triggered it?

In my own secret family court case, CONTRARY TO ALL THE PATHOLOGY, as well as in a total vacuum evidence wise, I was accused of being a rapist of adult wimminz, I was accused of wanting to rape very young (less than 10) female children, I was accused of wanting to sexually abuse very young male children, I was accused of being obsessed with bestiality, which is at least three different MUTUALLY EXCLUSIVE sexual pathologies, but never mind, as long as it can be used to further the time that snouts can be kept in the trough of the public purse.

And that right there is where it all comes from, poisonous worthless parasitic bastards who have built entire careers out of believing at least three impossible things before breakfast, don’t give a damn about anything except furthering their own careers.

 

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