Wimminz – celebrating skank ho's everywhere

March 31, 2012

Team Cunt 1 – Men 0


Nothing new there….

AT first glance, THIS story sounds different, it sounds like some skank ho bitch got jailed for false paternity claims.

Then you read deeper, and maybe dig deeper…

Turns out, back when she was banging him, she was banging a bunch of other guys too.

So she gets pregnant, and given the kid is now 13 this puts this as being 1998, so not exactly back in the dark ages of contraception or sex education.

Once pregnant she knows for a fact that this guy is not the father, but he does have money so she puts him in the frame, and proceeds to milk him for in excess of 50,000 UK Pounds Sterling over the next 9 years, an average of around £100 per week, allegedly for the welfare of this girl child.

So come 2008 one of the many people who have known all along that this man was not the father spills the beans to him, by the way dude, that chick you think is your daughter that you have been paying £100 a week to support all these years, while you and your wife do without, well she ain’t your kid, never has been, and mummy always knew it.

So faux daddy confronts mummy and asks for a DNA test and stops opening his wallet in the meantime.

So skank ho mummy accuses him of raping her, he is arrested and police investigate etc, been there, done that, got the tee shirt.

So the rape accusation fails to work,  guy eventually gets the Courts to order a DNA test, comes up negative, (which is incidentally the only way a DNA test can be 100% proof and fact, when stating a NEGATIVE, that there is no match whatsoever between these two people / samples) so faux daddy takes lying skank ho mummy to court, for the one thing out of all this that can actually be made to stick against a woman “Obtaining monies by deception”.

Meanwhile mini skank, the now 13 year old faux daughter has decided to play for team cunt, and begs the Court to let mumsie off scot free… after all she is a wimminz… and a big fuck you to the man who though he was her daddy for the first 9 years of her life and who arguably at £100 a week paid for her ENTIRE rearing.

The judge basically apologises, and says he has no choice but to jail this wimminz, since she is clearly guilty of obtaining monies by deception, but we will give her the minimum, 20 months, which means she will serve one third, less than 7 months in a soft open prison.

No order made to repay the 50k

Nota Bene;

This guy did not waste his time trying to do the psycho skank ho for false rape accusations, or for falsely claiming he was the father, no point, the wimminz are legally immune from all that shit and they know it, but he was smart and like Al Capone and his tax returns, went after her for the MONEY she obtained fraudulently as a fraudulent FINANCIAL criminal act.

Which the judge had no choice but to imprison the bitch for.

Faux daddy better watch out, or mini skank will be doing the monkey see monkey do thing and taking after her skank ho mum and claiming he touched her inappropriately, YMMV

See, even at 13 and pubescent in the first flush of womanhood, mini skank is as worthless a piece of trash as her skank ho mummy, and it does get any younger of fresher than not yet baked, and we cannot even blame mummy skank being like she is on a broken society, because she had the benefit of a good education and a two parent family,  but the instant she was let off her leash, she, like all wimminz, reverted to the norm, scheming amoral psycho skank ho sluts.

Good for fucking, and not much at all else.

January 19, 2012

Death’s Radio


It’s an interesting little meme used by Greg Bear.

Not quite the same thing, but sorta related and more likely to be felt by the average MGTOW is the “unknown but familiar and wholly understood signal from outside” we get when we stumble across a situation wherein a mangina / niggerz gets shit tested on the NAWALT catechism.

By way of example, some of us older guys, when listening to a young guy express shock and horror at the idea that his girl might have had more cock than previously suspected, and getting that “ping” over Death’s Radio from the same thing in their own past, from the long dead and buried mangina / white knight that they used to be…

The pic on the right is however a classic example of a ping from Death’s Radio being completely unrecognised, and treated as alien, probably hostile and malicious… skank ho mummy has a total and complete disconnect from her own feminazi cultural lifestyle and her young thug doing the two in the pink and one in the stink hand jive.

The next pic is of another skank ho mummy, and her own teenage sons copping a quick feel of her tits… the youngest boy is probably far enough into puberty that the paedo label cannot be applied, and the tits in question are covered so the sexual contact is limited enough the incest label cannot be applied, however, it is at the very least faintly disturbing.

Contrast the expressions on the boy’s faces, they are slurpy / sucky / sexual fuck faces, these boys are thinking about sex, not the comfort and innocence of breastfeeding, with the expression on skank ho mummy’s face, she is enjoying the taboo…. let us not forget the crucifix in the cleavage… a fine religious mummy… lmfao

This second picture may not be quite as obvious to the newer MGTOW’s, or to those who do not fuck skank ho’s for a hobby, in terms of the Death’s Radio signal that it is sending.

Those of you who do fuck skank ho mummies and have done for some time will inevitably have come across the situation where skank ho mummy is quite happy to indulge in sexual behaviour with you, in circumstances that make you feel decidedly uncomfortable, due to the proximity of her kids.

The fact is if either of these photos were reversed, a dad holding a pubescent daughter who made a hand gesture simulating a hand-job, or a dad with his two pubescent daughters with a hand each cupping his crotch, then not only would he lose custody / access to his own kids, not only would he be investigated and probably charged and maybe even convicted of child sexual abuse, the most significant factor is that in both cases a dad would have an expression of sheer fucking terror on his face…

In fact even sitting safely at home and looking at these pictures and just CONTEMPLATING the personal consequences of a role reversal would have most men paying a quick trip to the toilet.

Not many men end up with custody of their kids, and being straight I don’t fuck those that do, but I cannot imagine them being happy to fuck they new girlfriend on the sofa while the kids are still awake and floating around the house, a circumstance that at least 30% of the skank ho mummies I fuck are quite happy to do.

Of course the real Death’s Radio ping is when these exact same wimminz who indulged in this exact same behaviour (clue… AWALT) then turn around and accuse your entirely innocent self of the most indecent and disgusting acts, and all the feminazi state storm-troopers leap to arrest your ass and generally end your life as you knew it.

You get a Death’s Radio ping from the person you used to be, the father who loved his newborn children so much he carried them down to the shops rather than spend any time away from them (while skank ho mummy is “recovering” from the “ordeal” that is a western woman’s pregnancy and childbirth) a person who is now dead, and who has been replaced “Body snatcher” style, with a person who is now considered to be a sexual risk to that same child, and who has simply adapted to survive, and who has learned that AWALT, and wimminz and like police, the only ones you can trust are in the graveyard, and even then, best to keep one eye on them…

And then you remember, that tee shirt you bought in 1977, it said “as you are now, I once was, as I am now, you will never be” and you start to wonder, maybe Death’s Radio is like the cosmic background radiation, it has always been there, but you have to have your own baptism of fire before you become attuned to it.

Given enough time, you realise Death’s Radio isn’t just a signal, a ping, there is a lot of groove, a lot of beat, a lot of rhythm going on… Death’s Radio is pirate peer to peer radio for MGTOW, not broadcast, not one to many, but peer to peer pirate radio.

Death’s Radio is the special glasses in the immaculate They Live, We Sleep.

Turn on, tune in, drop out.

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