Got a mate, his name isn’t really Mitch, but it ain’t a million miles away… he plays the swinging / fucking / dating sites too, though we tend to move in different circles due to the colour of his skin, or more precisely the colour of his cock.
Cunt made me choke on my beer with two little stories he told me.
First one is thanks to tineye, he finds that this chick he picked up via PoF, where she has one kind of profile, also has a profile on a fucking site, which says quite different things, so he says to her how about sticking your tongue up my ring-piece, and she starts acting all horrified and outrages, so he whips out his smart-phone, pulls up her profile on the fucking site, where rimming is listed as one of her interests.. what;s more it turns out that since he saw her last a few days before she has had a verification on the fucking site as the filling in a MMF sandwich.
He said her face ran through expressions like Hauser’s mask in Total Recall
Yeah, and then she blew up, cursed him every name under the sun and threw his black ass out.
So he was back to the grindstone and gets a message from this skank, and he shows me the profile, and it is all about how she fucking hates liars and dishonesty and shit so just be up front with her about what you want yadda yadda yadda, and then it gets to the bit where she mentions in closing that she has a husband who doesn’t know she is on a fucking site so she can’t accommodate and discretion is expected.
And the final line is “no blacks or asians”, and Mitch’s profile has a handle that starts with the word “black” and has three pictures of various parts of his body, all black… cos Mitch ain’t no milk chocolate type nigga, he is proper Nigerian black.
And he says to me, genuinely at a loss, what the fuck was I supposed to say to her? I literally have no fucking words, so I said the first thing that popped into my head that might put her off, I told her my profile was a bit economical with the truth, as he is actually a pre-op black transsexual.
Next thing he knows, she is calling him Master and worshipping him and talking about their future together, and bombarding him with messages and pictures etc, he tells me he is scared to visit that fucking website now. He is only partially joking.
I choke on beer again.
I guess it was a *lot* funnier for me because I know the guy personally and know the back-story etc. etc. etc, for example Mitch knows the whitey skank only wants his black cock because they see him as somewhere between human and animal and that makes their cunt throb, but for his part he only got into fucking white skanks because black skanks were even more mental and poisonous.
Mitch is my “black eye for the white guy” in shades of queer eye for the straight guy, in some areas, he sees shit I didn’t.
My part of the UK you can walk around and see almost no non white faces, I can go into town and back and literally count the non whites on the fingers of one hand, not so in the cities in the rest of the country, so my town is wholly unrepresentative of the nation as a whole and our cities as a whole, which is interesting when it comes to the demographics of the internet, whether it be a dating site or a fucking site, it all goes into the melting pot.
Except it doesn’t. the only black or indeed non white faces you find on a fucking site are men like Mitch, with the odd very rare exception that is female, and again it is count on the fingers of one hand stuff.
On dating sites the trend is not so obvious, but once your eyes are opened to it you can see the disparity.
It’s not to say that black / asian / whatever chicks don’t fuck around etc, they do, AWALT, but they don’t use dating / fucking sites like white skanks…. if you’re puzzling over why, to Mitch it is as obvious as the nose on your face, these sites are all run by whitey, and no it’s not “racis” he says, with a laugh, when the target it whitey.
Mitch has a mate who I have never met, he refers to this guy as the “Nigerian Eskimo“, guy spent a lot of time living and working trucking in the high latitudes of the Americas, mainly based in Edmonton and Calgary, and guys compare notes, and he tells me the Nigerian Eskimo was telling him if you want a truly fucking frightening experience get involved with all the freaks there living the new “poly” lifestyles and constantly updating /r twitter and their blogs…. he said it was like a lot of insane brains kept in jars doing a stream of conciousness vomit 24/7 and he likened it to an infectious mind plague, not the the surreality that you can sometime get if you wake up to 1/10th consciousness in one of your own dreams, but being 100% awake and lucid in and realising that you are living in other people’s collective dreams, with not a hind of conciousness or rationality anywhere…. apparently the Nigerian Eskimo eventually got so freaked by it all that one day back from a run he walked out the the apartment, left the door open, left all his shit apart from clothes and stuff in there, drained his bank, got in the old Caprice and didn’t stop until he got to Yuma, a year later and he found himself in the UK driving night trunking to mainland Europe and back.
Way Mitch tells it, the Nigerian Eskimo got seriously seriously freaked, as in seeing evil spirits and virally infectious memes spreading, they a’comin to get ya, and he (Mitch) used to laugh at this shit, but this last week, Mitch dunno any more, it don’t seem so funny any more.
Got another friend, was in the town he works last week so stopped by for a coffee and a chat, made me realise something, part of why I like my job is I am in a different place every day, almost never see the same site or the same people twice, but what I realised was that it’s been 7 years or more since I was in any kind of gig where I did see the same people every day, and that doesn’t just mean I’d forgotten how that was, it means I haven’t seen the changes the last 7 years have made to that environment either.
This friend is head of IT with this company, and he is talking like the Nigerian Eskimo, he can’t take it no more, it is changing and evolving, no longer what it was, no longer non toxic, no longer sane, no longer conducive to retaining sanity.
Now I have never met the Nigerian Eskimo, but it strikes me that him and this guy are like me and Mitch, on paper we don’t have shit in common, but on the sideband off the carrier where it counts, oh yeah, there’s all kind of stuff going on, plate of shrimp…lol
“It’s in the fucking can, that’s what you don’t understand” (you have to watch it all)
There are some things I just can’t talk about, and others that I can, but I have to choose my words very carefully, and, sometimes, that act of choosing the words carefully makes talking about that thing pointless, because the redacted bits were an integral part of the story..
So, I wrote something on here nearly 18 months ago, it concerned a “fuck me now” skank I found on PoF… chat on PoF, invited over, fuck the crap out of her, leave… never been back… she is still there on PoF…
Imagine my mirth when this same skank turns up on a different site, and takes a look at my profile and decides to give it a go.
At this stage there are no face pics from me, and no profile pics at all from her, and so as usual I accuse her of being a man unless she can send me some pics, which she does, and I am thinking “I know that bitch”
So (and here we again see the benefit of keeping digital archives in perpetuity, backed up to the cloud of course) I check my records and yup, that’s teh grrrrl.. this could be fun.
So she asks for a face pic of me, and I send one, sitting back, smirking, waiting for the expected reaction. Or, simply being blocked.
And guess what, she carries on like she has never seen me before in her life.
I have mentioned this before in the internet dating stuff about wimminz forgetting who they have and have not selected and rejected in the past, and never to take rejection as permanent, but fuck me, to not remember a guy you invited into your house just over a year ago, a guy who spent several hours plundering all your holes to his heart’s content, and then you’re trying to tell the “new” me that you don’t often fuck, that you often go months without, that you still ain’t into three figures cock count wise…
… and we are not going anywhere near the issue of the PoF profile portraying one thing, and the other profile portraying a filthy whore who will do just about anything (that profile at least is correct)
I mean, WTF, I know you fucking wimminz are as thick as shit, and I know your hamster wheels and temporal narcissism can cause you to re-write some history and simple omit or ignore other bits on a whim as it suits you, but, I have to say…
Do you really think ***I*** won’t remember the cunt I fisted, the ass I pounded, the tits I bit or the face I slapped and pissed on, all at your request bitch, only just over a fucking year ago! WTF
Apparently *you* do wimminz, because otherwise you’d keep a MUCH closer watch on who YOU’VE fucked, so that the scenario I am describing here could never happen.
I can kinda get not caring enough who you fucked a year or two ago to not ever think about them, but to not CLICK when you cross paths with them again…
I was just chatting about this to a mate on the phone, and he joked that I am just pissed that I wasn’t a good enough fuck for her to remember me.
I pointed out that we can both remember skanks we talked to or IM’d or SMS‘d but for one reason or another it never got past that stage.
I ***KNOW*** the memory is in this skank’s head, because I have seen this so often with wimminz, but they really do appear to have the multiple personality schtick where the personality I am talking to now, is not the same personality that holds long term memories, and this personality knows the other one is there, and it could go ask that one and get answer, but just can’t be bothered to…
No wonder hitting the wall is such a major system shock for the skanks.
Wall? what wall? what are you talking about? BLAM! WTF? Boo-hoo…
After her marriage broke down, Jenny Beard knew finding love again wouldn’t be easy. Not only was she 42 and the sole carer of her six-year-old son Will, but her demanding career as an accountant left her with precious little time to socialise.
Ah, the old euphemism, like after her car broke down, so after she juked her marriage she realised the was over the hill at 40, and frankly “career as an accountant” don’t mean shit, 40 years ago we would have been honest and called her a “book-keeper”
Nonetheless, she didn’t want to be alone forever, so when she heard about an internet dating site for single parents like herself, she joined without a second thought, Jenny told Channel 4 News in a programme that will be aired tonight.
Yes, I am so upset by this unwanted exposure that I decided to expose myself on national TV
Describing her interests as ‘going to the theatre and restaurants, enjoying country walks as long as they feature a tea shop’, she was hopeful she would meet mature, like-minded men who understood the difficulties of bringing up a child alone.
Well those are fucking lies to start with, she was looking for the cock and a walking wallet, as 100% of wimminz on these dating sites are.
What she didn’t expect was to find herself posted as a ‘hot date’ on cheesy lads’ magazine sites, and bombarded by spam emails from people who didn’t even exist — or if they did, had anything but a country walk in mind.
Jenny Beard was shocked to find her pictures, submitted to a singe-parents dating site, on sleazy lads mag sites
I keep telling people, read the fucking small print, any pic you upload set to PUBLIC becomes the website owners property to do with as they wish… and this shit applies to Fuckbook too.
Besides, as we can see from the article pic, Jenny is a fat bitch, and even worse, owns a fucking Compaq….
Over the course of the four years Jenny has been on the site, not one of the men she met has been a member of justsingleparents.com where she originally posted her profile. Not one of them had even heard of it. Alarmingly, half were not parents at all and only one had a child the same age as her son.
4 years is 48 months, as it says later in the article, she was paying £20 a month for this site, so that’s £960 down the drain.
Worse still, her picture and profile have been plastered across tawdry dating websites belonging to ‘lads mags’ such as Nuts and Loaded that are more associated with scantily-clad girls in semi-pornographic poses than professional, middle-aged women like Jenny.
Allegedly professional middle aged wimminz like Jenny can and do slut it up at least as well as the porno wimminz, ask me how I know.
She is just one victim in an extraordinary dating scam exposed by two industry whistle-blowers.
Oh I get it, she is a victim… nice to be born with a cunt, where none of the consequences of your actions are ever your fault, they are someone else’s.
Unbeknown to Jenny, justsingle parents.com is run by a parent company called Global Personals — a legitimate company most members never will have heard of, but which passes members’ details freely between the 7,500 sites it owns, meaning they are inundated with unwanted and inappropriate advances.
Unbeknown to Jenny, these umbrella structures of companies owned by companies that are themselves owned by other companies are the norm nowadays, with the very rare exceptions of the small independent firms and sole traders.
FUNNY HOW A FUCKING ACCOUNTANT DOES NOT KNOW THIS.
The company has also created ‘fake’ profiles, by lifting photographs off the internet, and ordering staff to flirt with unsuspecting members, outrageously flattering them into renewing their subscriptions.
I have discussed this specifically, and much else, in the Internet Dating series of articles.
Disturbingly, their deception has proved an unqualified success. Global Personals — whose headquarters are in Windsor, Berkshire — makes £40 m a year, employs 130 staff and is believed to take a 40 per cent cut of every membership subscription, with the remainder going to the spin-off company.
And at 20 quid a month, or £240 a year, that makes 40,000,000 / 240 = 167,000 stupid bitches like Jenny paying up every year.
But it is at the expense of women like Jenny, now 46, who is astounded by the way in which she has been duped.
Not as duped as the guys expecting a vivacious intelligent young at heart and attractive 40 year old single mum would have been, which is how Jenny will have been advertising herself.
‘Internet dating seemed the best way of meeting people,’ she says. ‘But I’m shocked by how many sites I’ve ended up on. It’s upsetting and annoying. I’m nobody’s idea of a Nuts hot date. It’s the last place you would expect to find me and a waste of time and money.
Baby, you are nobody’s idea of a hot date, period… welcome to the real world of your SMV.
‘I’m not surprised they’re making up people. I’ve received no end of emails from men who say they like my smile, but clearly haven’t seen my profile. I won’t be renewing my subscription.’
You’re the product, bitch, just like your ex hubby was to you…
Certainly, Jenny’s experience serves as a cautionary tale to those tempted by the increasingly popular world of online romance, said to be worth £2 billion globally. She first started internet dating in September 2008, eight months after her seven-year marriage ended.
At least, that is what she says, of course we all know her eye was roving long before she dropped the hammer on her ex.
Fake profiles were created by a team scouring social networking sites and stealing people’s photos to use on their fake profiles
No, it’s built into the software, I have discussed this before.
‘I have a serious job. My options for meeting men are limited,’ she says. ‘This seemed the best way.’
Word up bitch, pen pushing in an office with other clucking hens is not a “serious job”
She began by joining a site called Plenty of Fish, but, within weeks she realised it was unsuitable.
Ah yes, and a wealth of meaning in that word “unsuitable”, as in it did not fit in with pwincess’s aspirations and hamster wheel rationalisations.
‘It’s hard to say without sounding snobby but I’m a professional person with a degree,’ she explains.
Hey bitch, I AM a mother fucking professional, with more than one degree, and they are REAL fucking degrees, hard physical science and engineering.
‘It was very good for meeting dustmen, builders and mechanics who are perfectly nice but not right for me.
And this line is the lead up to the money shot, there are plenty of degree qualified people on PoF, but there are also a whole load of working stiffs, and that was the problem for Jenny, she wanted working stiffs pre-excluded from her own personal dating pool.
She thinks she is better than that.
‘Apart from anything else, it’s free and attracts people with less money. I thought finding a paid service would be more appropriate.’
Bingo, the money shot, literally, as discussed elsewhere on here, Jenny is looking for the next fucking meal-ticket, so made the fallacious, stupid and typically female assumption that a pay-per website is going to transport her to the land of the Amex black card.
So she researched online and came across justsingleparents.com. With membership costing £20 a month and members all purportedly having experienced single parenthood, she was more likely to meet like-minded people, she reasoned.
Bitch, people SEEKING something, especially those seeking something that presents them with personal gain, are the LAST MOTHERFUCKERS ON THE FUCKING PLANET to employ REASON.
‘I wanted to meet people with children because they understand that anyone else in my life won’t be my top priority,’ she says.
I have discussed this elsewhere too, but the bitch comes out and says it two lines after the money shot, you won’t be my fucking priority Mr Wallet, you will come AFTER me, and AFTER my kids, and that ain’t never gonna change until you come AFTER my divorce lawyer too, which her ex and the father of her kid knows all about….
Her son Will, who’s now ten, also was keen to see his mum with someone nice ‘to look after her’
Shame deadbeat daddy who was good enough to fuck, marry and bleed dry then kick to the kerb doesn’t qualify.
But what Jenny didn’t realise was that when she joined justsingleparents.com that she would be exposed on websites she’d previously never heard of.
Jenny has a lot more brutal “I didn’t realise” in here future, and that is even without the economy tanking…
Worryingly, the practice, while misleading, is perfectly legal. It is called ‘white-labelling’ and happens when a product produced by one company, such as Global Personals, is rebranded by other companies — in this case dating websites.
And when Saab stick a badge on a Ford chassis, etc etc ad inmotherfucking finitum.
and when Apple stick an iCrap logo on a Foxconn product.
Hey, that Compaq on your desktop wasn’t made in any Compaq factory
Who knew?
Everyone on the planet with a functioning brain, ESPECIALLY MOTHERFUCKING ACCOUNTANTS WHO SPECIFICALLY DEAL WITH THIS VERY TOPIC EVERY FUCKING DAY. Internet dating amongst those aged 50-plus has risen by 40 per cent in the last year
You seen the fucking price of beer lately?
Also, in a bid to boost their revenue, the company was specifically employing staff whose sole job it was to set up and run fake profiles on the dating sites, to keep members interested. Within weeks, Jenny got her first warning signal: She’d begun emailing a fellow single parent from her area and the pair had swapped phone numbers:
Yeah, I have a cloud full of cunt pictures from wimminz who “swapped phone numbers” with me, prior to bouncing up and down on my cock.
‘I texted him and said “it’s Jenny from Just Single Parents” and he replied “what?”’ she recalls. ‘He’d never heard of the agency. I was put on the back foot and so flummoxed I didn’t contact him again.’
Cheapskate obviously not a premium bit of wallet, was he Jenny…
It was another member, Jenny recalls, who explained that their details were passed around various dating sites: ‘I felt put out and rather stupid,’ she says.
That’s perfectly natural, because you are rather stupid, and rather fat, and rather over the hill.
Nonetheless, as the months passed, she was sent three emails a day from unlikely suitors, who ranged in age from 22 to 73. ‘I deleted them before reading,’ she says. ‘I can’t remember any being particularly crude, but maybe they were and I never saw them.’
At least, that is what she claims in the national press, but all of us internet daters know the truth.
Jenny says she quickly suspected some of the identities were fake. ‘I know I got emails that weren’t from real people,’ she told Channel 4 News. ‘You’d ask a man a question, such as how many children he had, and would get a reply tell you how happy they are they’ve met you.’
That don’t mean they are fake bitch, just means they are looking to dump some cum, not get into a discussion about kids they are no longer allowed to see with an asswipe bitch not so different from their ex.
Describing her interests as ‘enjoying country walks as long as they feature a tea shop’ Jenny hoped to meet a man who shared her passions, but was sadly disappointed
Shit happens when you lie through your fucking teeth on a dating profile…
If dating profiles were honest every beach around here would be crammed with masses of humanity crowded in like dogs in a chinese takeaway delivery truck…
She adds: ‘You don’t realise to start with that these companies they have “ice breaker” messages saying “I like your profile” or “you’ve got a lovely smile” that are sent to all the women in East Sussex between the ages of 35 and 55. You’d reply and wouldn’t hear back. After a while you realise a lot of the messages you get are sent to hundreds of people, not just you.’
Yeah bitch, like your bullshit profile, which was intended to be seen by hundreds of people, not just the one man you had eyes for…..
Yet Jenny — fuelled by hope that she would meet someone genuine — carried on using the site. At times, however, she became so exasperated with the process that she cancelled her membership.
Someone completely fake wanting to meet someone “genuine”
Oh woe is me, I can see her profile now “where have all the good men gone” and “tired of kissing frogs”
‘Cancelling was a faff — you couldn’t do it online and would have to call someone in working hours,’ says Jenny, who spent hundreds of pounds on subscription fees.
Sounds like broadband to me… >;*)
‘I remember one email I got that persuaded me to re-join was from a good-looking, wealthy single father who ran his own building business,’ says Jenny. ‘Part of me suspected it was too good to be true, but I replied anyway.’ And, surprise surprise, she never heard back.
Greedy cunt, got played, makes a change from being the player doesn’t it, bitch.
Over the course of four years, she met up with just eight men in person. Not one of them was from justsingleparents.com, half didn’t have children at all.
Again, that is what she is claiming NOW.
‘I only met most of them once, for a drink,’ she says. ‘One, a store manager, had joined a website called Old Flirt. He was my age but, had I known the site he was on, I would have hauled him out on the grounds that it was a ridiculous name.
Whereas justsingleparents is so fucking CLASSY… rofl
‘Another was a bus driver. There were two retired people. They came from geographical and rock music dating sites. One came from a site called Derbyshire Singles. One didn’t even know I had a son, which was the whole point. It made me think my profile might have been edited. I was perplexed.’
I know, fancy someone doing a menial job like driving for a living contacting you….
As Jenny had suspected, she was not the only one being duped — and not the most vulnerable.
Here we go, vulnerable…. if you are so fucking vulnerable, you should have your fucking legal right to make choices in life stripped from you.
Channel 4 News investigators spoke to whistle-blower Ryan Pitcher, who joined the company in 2008 and a second, unnamed, employee, who detailed the suspicious way in which they were recruited, when they were warned they were not to discuss their duties with family and friends.
I used to work doing road resurfacing during one dry patch, the job sucked and you git tar on everything, maybe I can rebrand myself as a whistleblower and a victim….
Finding fake profiles was a secretive and calculated process, with the team scouring social networking sites and stealing people’s photos to use on their fake profiles: ‘You’d take Helga from Iceland and make her into Helen from Manchester and write a profile,’ says Ryan. ‘You’d use her features and invent a whole new person.’
No, you wouldn’t, because this is built into the motherfucking software, you just select the number of fake profiles, say 10,000, the sex and demographic and racial and geographic spreads, click “GO” and wait a second or two for the software to do its thing.
I know, because unlike Ryan Pitcher I have done work for these sites at above a menial level.
The role of the fake profiles — or ‘pseudos’ as they were called by employees — was to email members flirtatious messages to entice them into continuing their subscriptions. Up to 400 messages an hour were sent by the team who frequently coerced their victims into intimate text conversations.
And one of the VERY VERY VERY few dating sites on the entire fucking planet that does NOT do this is PoF, but then it is full of horrible beta cock dustmen and bricklayers and mechanics.
‘You’re talking about thousands of messages which means millions of pounds in subscription fees,’ says Ryan. It seems they were targeted specifically at the sites’ most vulnerable members.
You appear to have mis-spelled gullible Ryan
Buy the new iPhone5
Same shit, EXACTLY the same shit, it’s called MARKETING, those of us with a brain call it SPAM.
‘A lot of the people on the site aren’t the most attractive people,’ he admits. ‘If they’re not getting replies from real people after a month, they’re going to sign off. The pseudo team could string along a girl or guy for up to 24 months. It is all about money, all about greed. With fake profiles you can get 50 per cent more revenue, sometimes even more.’
You’re right Ryan, Jenny is fugly, but hey, IT IS A MOTHERFUCKING SUBSCRIPTION SERVICE, the whole business model falls apart if all your customers meet the love of their lives and quit after one month….
My fucking broadband is a subscription service, and I still have never had what they advertise… can I sue too? Oh, no, I don’t have a cunt.
If the member wanted to pursue a relationship with a pseudo, or even have a telephone conversation, they would be brushed off before being replaced by another pseudo.
‘It’s all about stringing them along on tenterhooks with that pretence that eventually they’ll meet up or swap telephone numbers,’ says Ryan.
Whereas skank ho’s like Jenny are NOT about stringing guys along on tenterhooks with the promise of cunt if they open their wallets with some fine dining etc???
Give me a fucking break.
Stark warning: Jenny believes she was not given sufficient information about the site, others on it, or how her information would be used
right there on the home fucking page, the terms this bitch AGREED TO when signing up, and all the allegedly “hidden” info this article claims to “expose”
Like em or loathe em, the website in question is 100% open and up front about who owns it, what they can do with your data, etc etc etc.
‘But as soon as that comes into play you move on. There were loads of cop-outs you could use.
‘Most people were talking to more than one pseudo. Some people were only talking to fake people.’
Whereas Jenny is what, a REAL fucking woman? Give me a fucking break.
All of which is incredibly unpalatable. Ryan admits the deception started to trouble his conscience:
Ryan like every other employee, male and female, at the places takes the job because the money is crap but you get to meet and fuck lots of punters… that’s the truth.
Ryan probably stepped over the data protection line or spent all day goofing off on fuckbook and got shitcanned, and now he, like Jenny, is claiming to be something he ain’t, an innocent victim.
‘After a while you’d see the same old men and women; widows, for example, who wanted to find love. You’re just stringing them along to get money out of their pensions. That did play on my mind.’
Well, it did after he was no longer able to draw a salary, paid for by said subs…..
Meanwhile, his bosses grew richer and ever omnipresent in the dating industry. They have a database of 2.2 million people — every one of whom is believed to be accessible across its network of sites.
And?
Fuckbook knows your girlfriend / wife is pregnant before you do, often before SHE does, so does Tesco, the beat goes on…
Those of us in the know warned over a decade ago that the problem wasn’t databases, it was databases being connected to other databases and the data mining opportunities it presented… did anyone listen? Did they fuck.
It is the sheer variety of websites Jenny has been made available to that shocked her the most when Channel 4 contacted her a fortnight ago to tell her their findings — and which finally persuaded her to cancel her subscription.
What, channel 4 mastered whois and an IP block lookup… hot shit
Course, channel 4 is the old MSM, and hates the intertubez
A spokesman for Global Personals told the Mail: ‘When members subscribe to one of our sites, they are advised in the terms and conditions that their details will be made available to members of different sites on the relevant shared database.
Exactly.
‘Our job is to get our members in front of as many other members as possible. Members on any of these sites can apply filters to ensure they are not contacted by anyone they don’t want to be. Global Personals was one of the first online dating companies to stop using pseudo profiles. ’
Exactly
But Jenny doesn’t believe sufficient warning was given. ‘It should be made a lot clearer how many sites you’re getting in to,’ she says.
How clear can they fucking get? Read those links above.
What are they supposed to say Jenny?
WARNING!
STUPID CUNT ALERT!
YOU ARE A WIMMINZ AND AWALT AND TOO STOOPID AND DISHONEST TO USE TEH INTERTUBEZ TO GET LAID!
‘It’s upsetting and annoying that you don’t know where your picture is going to end up. Clearly someone who is reading Nuts is not going to be interested in me, just as I am not going to be interested in them. You should be able to opt out.’
You wait till you find your face on an advert for a Herpes Clinic, which could legally happen, since you signed over ownership and copyright of your public profile photos WHEN YOU SIGNED UP AND AGREED TO THE T&C that you were too fat lazy and stupid to actually read.
Trading Standards in Windsor say they have ‘on-going dealings’ with Global Personals regarding their alleged use of fake profiles. Yet the company remains unrepentant.
Of course, they haven’t broken a single fucking law, what should they be repentant about.
They told the Mail: ‘Global Personals was one of the first online dating companies to stop using pseudo profiles. Global Personals scaled down pseudo profiling throughout 2009 and all pseudo profiles were removed by February 2010.’
Could well be true, in part.
For Jenny, it is too little too late. Still single, she has cancelled her subscription with justsingleparents.com and will be more cautious about internet dating in future.
Some fat frumpy fugly over the hill wimminz cancels her dating profile, please explain to me how this is a loss for the dating game?
‘You’ve got to be emotionally strong as you’re set up for an enormous amount of disappointment,’ she says, adding: ‘I don’t know how I’ll meet a man. The odds are stacked against it.’
Especially now you’ve outed yourself with the money shots above….
You’ll read about lots of guys who get depressed with dating sites, how the wimminz string you along, how the wimminz all think they are a 10, how the wimminz….. you get the idea.
I’ve even read about guys who put up fake wimminz profiles to “prove” that wimminz have to do nothing to get 14 million replies.
Thing is, wimminz are like chemical ali, they will happily deny shit way past the very end of things, and never ever ever admit it, not even to themselves.
So what the fuck is the truth?
Now, I have been hitting PoF hard for two to three years now, and frankly 2 years isn’t enough time to make much difference in any individual wimminz looks, fuckability or SMV (sexual market value)… it’s not like any of these wimminz were beautiful 18 year old virgins to start with…
IN my region, this means there are lots of wimminz who have been on PoF the same amount of time, either solidly or swinging in and out like a pendulum, you get to recognise faces, profiles and even writing styles, in the case of those repeat new profile pendulum types.
It’s a meat marketplace and you get to recognise many of the other regular attendees.
So, given that MY status on PoF hasn’t changed much in the past 2/3 years, how about the wimminz, because according to the common knowledge they are all in denial, which they get away with because they are constantly bombarded with interest from thousands of niggerz, so they won’t have changed much either.
Right?
Right??
Wrong.
I could sit down here with you and show you wimminz after wimminz that I met and fucked off PoF, thanks to Google and the cloud, and the trends and facts are absolutely indisputable.
When I first met and fucked them their PoF profile said they were looking for long term, or dating, or friends, and even those three categories are a progression, in that order, downwards… can’t tell you how many profiles I have seen that say “long term” so I send a quick message saying “FWB?” and 50% of the time I get a reply saying “yeah why not”
But now it has gotten to the point where almost every page of results for “intimate encounter” contains one wimminz that I have fucked, back when she was looking for long term, and then dating, and then friends… as her SMV declined.
Their looks haven’t changed, because the psycho skank ho’s are using the same fucking profile pics and profiles as they were using two years ago.. you know, they can only access PoF via their smart-phone, but they have no way to take an up to date pic…. lol
So with the influx of downgraded “long term” relationship seekers to “intimate encounter” section, who come in along with their profile and profile photos, a funny thing happens, all the no public photo profiles on intimate encounter start sprouting photos to keep up.
Some of these are frankly fucking hideous, you’d almost think they profiles were made by a bunch of drunken MRA’s having a fucking laugh, first, we kidnap an orang utan, then we shave the fucker, then we dress it in walmart clothing and take a pic and use that for the profile photo….
Some of them are not bad looking early twenties whores, will fuck for cash.
But the rest of them are, you guessed it, wimminz who fell off the radar in the long term, dating and friends categories, went away, and came back with a new profile looking for intimate encounters, and then thanks to the influx mentioned previously start getting zero actions, so they have to out themselves with a public profile pic, and it is aha, it’s YOU, I remember you on here before….
So, if all the statements about how easy wimminz have it on dating sites are TRUE, how do you explain this race to the bottom, public profile pic, intimate encounter section, from wimminz who were looking for long term only with a list of other entitlements only a year or two ago?
Simply, you cannot, ergo the statements about how easy wimminz have it on dating sites ARE NOT TRUE, like chemical ali, the wimminz will never admit this… those that do realise this simply delete their PoF profile and stay at home with their cats.
You guys have to realise one thing, every wimminz out there who is the wrong side of 30, and most of the rest, send you a pic privately or via MMS, and they are expecting you to send a compliment back, ooh sexy baby, when you DON’T, because lets face it that shit is reserved for the teen flesh that ain’t ridden the cock carousel to the horizon and back, they fucking flake and drop out and seek another man who will pay them a compliment.
And then the shoe drops, I wasn’t the first fucker they tried, so lots of other guys out there seeing mutton dressed up as lamb and telling it like it is, and then the other shoe drops, the only guys giving any compliments at all are those saying “I’d love to fuck that” and that is all they are after, pump and dump.
Wimminz do projections, we all know this, so when they accuse guys of only wanting to pump and dump, it is projection…. but if you give a dog a bad name… so nowadays guys are saying fuck it, and only wanting pump and dump.
I have lost track of the sheer numbers of wimminz, basically >95% of them, whose first five messages include some comment to the effect that they are expecting me to be like all the other men on PoF, either only after pump and dump, or won’t even show up at a date.
When I say yeah, Mr Pump and Dump here, they are relieved, and often thank me for not being abusive, or insulting, or calling them names.
It doesn’t matter if they are 21 or 51, and I have done that range on PoF, the universal truth for all wimminz on all dating sites is the one thing that actually scares the living shit out of them, and which they will instinctively run away from, and that is anything that threatens to force them to confront their REAL SMV, which is approaching zero….. unfuckable… unless you ice the cake by saying no commitments no rules and I will be your dirty slut for the night and do anything you ask.
The Spearhead et al have it all wrong, wimminz are NOT reading 50 shades because they hope to find a young buck with a huge cock and a billion in the bank to waft them away in a learjet.
Wimminz be reading 50 shades because it is “How to get laid in 2012 for dummies and skanks”
This is the shit you have to offer all men, in order to raise your SMV above zero… unfortunately being herd creatures all the other wimminz be reading it too… ain’t competition wunnerful…. lol
Apropos of nothing
Yesterday I was talking to a deadbeat dad, we got around to talking about what we do with our time, he leaned towards me and confided, that for 30 minutes a day he logs on to OKCupid, he isn’t after a wimminz or a penfriend or anything else, all he does for 30 minutes every day it sit there at the ratings page rating every single wimminz as 1 star, click, click, click, not even looking at the fucking profiles or pictures.
Meanwhile my long term FWB #1 is also seeing the writing on the wall for wimminz, joking with me about the floosies and hussies I am probably fucking when she ain’t here, and protesting undying love for me and the ground my cum drips upon.
And a whole new clutch of wimminz in my area join PoF, as they find that the traditional venues, real life bars and clubs, are turning into stony ground when it comes to finding some decent quality cock…. like Cheech & Chong said, Things Are Tough All Over.
This sort of follows on from the previous couple of posts, believe it or not I have a couple of wimminz who are regular readers and also regular emailers.
I don’t know much about them but they can at least talk in an educated manner, and they like me mourn the loss of what was and could have been, albeit they are from the opposing team.
It turns out both of them have been on and off PoF and other dating sites, and they both, in different words, emailed me yesterday to ask what it is that a man who has some “baggage” with wimminz actually wants in a wimminz.
It’s funny and worthy of a post because the answer was there in my head in blazing 12 foot high letters, but I do not think I had consciously thought about it much.
It really is that simple… if I ask you a question then by all means answer, but please don’t talk at me, I have heard it all before and I don’t give a fuck and life is too fucking short to listen to that same old shit from another mouth.
I always used to give this advice to men trying to get laid, shut the fuck up, because in my observations 99% of men talked themselves out of getting laid because they did not know when to shut the fuck up.
So, I don’t know why I am the least bit surprised that the boot is on the other foot, however it now means I have to re-write my PoF profile to specifically include dumb bitches.
Deaf bitches are not good because they can’t hear me tell them what to do… lol, but dumb bitches, I think this will be a vast improvement.
So wimminz, the advice I give to you is as it turns out exactly the same as the advice I give to men, shut the fuck up if you wanna get laid.
Nothing kills my sexual desire for you as much as you talking.
It just confirms what a dull sack of shit you are and makes it impossible for me to ignore that and play with the flesh.
This, along with loyalty, is why dogs are win / win.
…that’s where ideas and odd socks and lost coins collect.
Wimminz on PoF are rarely acting alone, usually they are friends with other wimminz on PoF, and they compare notes.
Wimminz on PoF often have more than one profile running at any one time.
The fatter the skank is, the more she will lie about her bra cup size.
Upper arms are always a good guide, to those who favour the facebook cleavage style profile photo.
Tits always look 4 cup sizes larger in a photo than in reality.
Hands and necks are always a good guide to skin tone and age.
Wimminz who describe themselves as being “very” anything never, ever, ever are, usually they are totally crap at whatever it is, from blowing cock to cooking, it doesn’t matter, this is a rule with no exceptions.
Wimminz who appear on PoF in the early morning and late evenings have a family at home, no matter what the profile says, they have a family at home.
Wimminz who use their profile to carry another message of any kind, e.g. breast cancer awareness, afdiggastan vet awareness, inappropriate kid pic on profile awareness, run the fuck away.
Wimminz who actually state on their profile that initial meets “should be in a public place for safety” run the fuck away…. not because this shit is not true, not because that shit cuts both ways, but because she chose to use a limited number of words to include that message, but left out everything else about her life.
Said it before and I will say it again, in a world where every phone practically sports an autofocus camera, it is no accident that the only photos the bitch can find are blurry, poorly lit, or have been through software filters.
This also applies to photos so distant that the bitch is a subject in them, but no way to discern facial features much less eye colour.
“cunt” is a word you should use early and often, “pussy” is a word you should never use, always correct a wimminz when she uses the wrong word, if she bails on you, so much the better, you just saved yourself a world of bullshit.
wimminz with photos showing their fingertips touching their face, like it was fucking precious or something, all without exception are mentally fucked up and highly likely extreme Cluster B candidates, run the fuck away.
Wimminz with photos showing mess / shit anywhere in the background, run away.
Wimminz with photos with more than one wimminz in the photo, the one in the advert is ALWAYS the fugly one, not necessarily even in the foreground, but the fugliest one in the entire photo.
Wimminz who don’t make an effort after the PoF initial contact, fuckem, maybe try again in 3 months when their pigeon brains have forgotten you.
Wimminz are also either non smokers or regular smokers, don’t let the occasional bullshit fool you…. same goes for drinking, but you can tell that from the gut… or lack of.
Wimminz with their “own business” don’t be fooled, especially in these economic times, it will either be a seat at a hairdressers or a van and sandwich round or a fucking beauty consultant or some shit…. it won’t be making any money…. so you never ever ever lend a wimminz any money, not even a coin for a call box.
Wimminz who in the first phone conversation with you try to tell you what a tosser their ex is, or who try to talk over you instead of knowing their place and hanging on your every word and answering your questions clearly and concisely.
Winmminz with hoopy ear-rings and / or mannish short haircuts, just fucking run away.
Piss does not smell of fish.
Cunt does not smell of fish.
Cunt that has been very recently fucked and dumped full of cum does smell of fish.
Never eat cunt, for those that have difficulty with this, place it on the list somewhere *after* felching some fag’s ass after he has been gangbanged. Even if you are mad enough to enjoy it, deny yourself…. or get used to calling the bitch mistress.
The best viagra is a dirty mind and pornographic thoughts about a wimminz that is NOT there with you right now, the best antidote to getting a hard on is usually having a wimminz there with you right now… this is especially true after you have dumped three loads into her.
Following on from #26, this is why the bitch needs to be domesticated, able to cook and clean for her man and make a nice home for him… if she hopes to last past the first three fucks.
Now, with all those odds and ends cleared up and out of the way, here is the news…
Recently a skank ho who shall remain nameless commented on a recent thread, typical feminazi fugly skank ho that soon trotted out the “y’all have small penises” stuff… yeah, but not as small as yours, bitch, because the clitoris is the smallest penis going.
But she raises an issue, and it needs addressing.
Cunt is not fungible, what it is is liquid, which sometimes manifests slight fungible tendencies, and this is an important difference.
If cunt was fungible then not only would one do as a substitute for another, but it must also be true that ANY cunt is as good as ANY other cunt.
If cunt was liquid, then the value of one has little or nothing to do with the value of another, and the value of one makes no impact on the market value of all, when that one is traded.
By definition then, if cunt is fungible, then Germaine Greer’s cunt is just as good and valuable and worthy as hers… and fairly trivially and obviously that is not the case.
By definition also, if cunt is fungible, Lyud’s will not deteriorate in worth or value with use and age, which is clearly not the case… just look at her mum, the cunt is not equally valuable.
By definition also, if cunt is fungible, then when the value of one cunt is debased, the value of all cunt is affected.
If however cunt is liquid, then young fresh cunt is at a premium over old stale cunt, not only is one cunt not the equal of any other cunt, not only does age and use devalue cunt, not only does the devaluation of one cunt not affect the value of others, but the value of one can only ever be the spot market value, and that value can only ever be known when it is marked to market, e.g. sold as seen on the open market.
If necessary, go back and read that red text several times, until you get it straight in your head.
Got it… good.
Now, you can probably see that Feminazism is based on the idea that all cunt is fungible, and that each cunt is worth one million US Dollars, and that all cock is fungible, and each cock is worth one Afdiggastan groat, also known as sweet fuck all or diddly squat.
Then along comes someone like me, who can trivially prove to anyone local that cunt is not fungible, but liquid, however, thanks to the internet and PoF, this is an assertion that it is trivial for any man anywhere to put to proof and test scientifically and do their own experiment.
And enough will discover that they can get cunt for free, therefore the value of cunt CANNOT be fungible in nature, but MUST be liquid in nature.
So you have a bunch of people who are holding a load of essentially worthless crap on the open market, agitating for all sorts of rules and intercessions by the state to put their essentially worthless crap on a fixed one to one basis with the high value premium product.
Physical fact is denied, entropy is denied, the passage of time is denied, the 999 owner ex taxi with 2 million miles on the clock has to be made to be the exact same value as the hand built to order Maybach.
Disagreeing with this in any way is branded as hate speech.
Can you imagine the shit-storm if any defence lawyer dared to state in court in 2012 that his client, who has admitted rape, should be sentenced leniently because it was no some sweet virginal thing that he raped, but the village bike… and yet every man / husband / father knows that raping his teen virgin daughter is much worse than raping the village whore…. even the father / husband of the village whore knows and will admit this.
And yet, at the first drop of the hat(e) the feminazis come out with dick insults, she who BECAME a feminazi cunt BECAUSE she was too fugly to attract quality cock, turns around and accuses ME of having a substandard cock! Sub standard compared to what? Your cat’s cock?
What’s that I hear you say wimminz?, not all cock is equal / fungible?
Cock is liquid in nature?
My cock is worth so much less because I am now in my 50’s and have chosen to be economically and socially non-productive and non-contributory?
Funny how it is still able to attract more cunt than I can shake a stick at, so much so that I have to pick and choose the best, err, most liquid, least fungible, so the fairly hot quite pretty 29 year old who wants me to use and abuse her brutally (gotta love BDSM) is near the front of the queue and several million places in front of the feminazi skank ho’s whining that cunt is precious and fungible, especially their aged and used up cunts.
Seems that even if my cock is only worth one Afdiggastan groat, there are still plenty of wimminz who realistically value their cunt at a thousandth part of that, and these are of course the true enemy.
And thus it came to pass my brothers, in secret family court that my psycho skank ho ex, who was into all the BDSM and kink, became a born again denier of liquidity, and a witnessing protestant of fungibility, along with the rest of the church of judge and social services and lawyers, because that way she got to maintain access to the State teat, which after all, values all single mommies fungibly at the public purse, and guarantees them all, irrespective of worth, designer clothes and a party lifestyle.
I am sick and fucking tired of hearing this same old same old bullshit.
I fuck more wimminz than most men, and I interact with a shit load more for the purpose of fucking them, which means that compared to *most* men I can speak with some authority, because I have essentially done some market research and “our survey says”.
Now at this point I will ask you to note that I make a clear and distinct difference between what the wimminz will say in an actual survey, and what is the truth…
“9 out of 10 wimminz say their pussies prefer…… being filled with cock and cum”
There is this idea going around that any wimminz can get laid at any time, day or night, and yes a lot of wimminz are saying that too, and yes there is an element of truth in it, IF THE WIMMINZ IS PREPARED TO ACCEDE TO THE MARKET FORCES EXTANT AT THAT PLACE AND TIME, and that may include blowing the local homeless wino in an alley to fulfil the claim that any wimminz can get laid at any time.
One of the regular ones you hear is even morbidly obese wimminz can get laid, but boys, the cock count is astronomical, and no it does not mean she is so attractive and that is why she has had 200 cocks at the age of 35, it means she is so hideous she had to stay partially dressed and give alley sex to any drunken marine recruit that wanted it, and NO FUCKER even came back for seconds.
The flip-side is true for men, any man can get laid at any hour of day or night, but you will be fucking some truly hideous and disgusting creatures…. I had a work colleague called S****, he used to smell, and lived out of bin liners in a succession of flop houses, I figure he used to get laid now and again because he now and again mention some bitch he was in a casual relationship with, but I have to tell you, I would not want to fuck any wimminz who would fuck the likes of S****…. you know what I mean boys….
99% of the reason I get to send a few messages on PoF, exchange 2o or 30 SMS messages and then meet and fuck as kinky as I like is due to the market forces extant, and they are that most wimminz are gagging for it, and not getting it…..
The other 10% is I know all wimminz are filthy lying whores who worship the cock, so I am not constantly cock blocking myself by treating them like decent human beings…
While it is fun an exciting to think of myself as a sex god, the truth is I am a fairly average looking skinny fucker in his fifties with a fairly average cock, chicks always think it is a lot (at least an inch or two in length and girth) bigger if you have an attitude that you are going to fuck the shit out of them and they are just warm meat… they love that crap.
So if Mr Average skinny fucker with an average cock can get the wimminz to spread so easily, you can basically go one of two ways;
1/ You can go the marketing route and claim that it is all the Lynx effect.
2/ You can go the factual route and observe that there appears to be a market niche for what I offer, no strings kinky sex at essentially the drop of a hat via the convenience of on-line shopping H^H^H^ PoF.
Option #1 flatters, so it is easier and nicer and more ego stoking to buy into.
Option #2 is the cold hard truth.
My whole internet dating strategy is to simply, no more and no less, increase the size of the selection pool, so that I am not reduced to the situation of either fucking wimminz who will fuck guys like S****, or staying at home and having a wank.
“any wimminz can get laid” is not merely a lie, it is doublethink…
It is said by wimminz and niggerz in denial to pretend that they only reason THEY aren’t getting laid tonight is because they can’t be bothered to make the effort.
It is denial of the fact that you either get to fuck the unfuckables like the smelly and fat, or you get to fuck the total sluts like me or the skanks I fuck.
It is denial of the fact that you are confusing and substituting fucking, for and with human social interaction and relationships.
None of the skank ho’s I fuck are relationshit (of any kind) material… get over it.
Now your only problem is do you choose AWALT or NAWALT, if you think it is NAWALT then good luck with that, you are in for a miserable life as a niggerz slave.
There ain’t no such things as unicorns or magic or nice marriageable free wimminz.
Wimminz were only ever relationship material when they are denied all of the freedoms that the modern western wimminz has, the freedom to act without ever personally facing the consequences, the freedom to unilaterally place all the blame for anything, even made up shit, on the men around them, and the freedom to not have to actually do anything productive to earn a living.
Start separating out that shit into discrete piles.
Unicorns and relationship material wimminz and wimminz who can get quality cock at the drop of a hat are all make believe.
Plow horses, cum buckets, and wimminz who are near enough my equivalent and can get my cock without too much hassle, are all very much the reality of the day.
One of my regular readers and commenters is Hans, and he recently had this to say;
God-damn this fucking “pony herd” instinct. It´s supremely annoying and one of the many reasons I´ve stopped explaining anything to a female.
He is of course spot on, if you use PoF you may now and again use the “who viewed me” button, if you have ever been around a skank ho while she is using PoF, she hits that viewed me like one of pavlov’s dogs.
But the wimminz herd thing goes deeper, I have a photo (all my profile photos are set to private), this is a particular profile photo that I use whenever I want to drive off a wimminz who is stalking me on PoF, it is me in a shirt and tie in an office full of computers, Mr Establishment, Mr Steady Job, Mr Regular Income, Mr Average, it works better than garlic on a vampire.
The kind of photo that you would think would put wimminz off, me with a 2 day stubble in a wife beater / muscle vest working on my motorcycle (which only has one seat BTW) Mr Rebel Without A Pay-check, draws them around like flies on shit… go figure.
But the herd goes even deeper…. my own mother, who is getting on in years considering I’m in my fifties and she had me late, who has seen her own son falsely accused of rape, who is one of the least feminist wimminz you could ask to meet, plays for team vagina when it comes to a great niece who is basically fucking nuts and should be either institutionalised or better still put over someone’s knee and have her ass slapped until she grew up, does she heap the blame for this girls awful behaviour on her mother, who spends all day pandering to her, or her grandmother, who does nothing but pour sympathy on the flames, does she fuck, she blames the kids father, the guy who refuses to even drive the entitled little bitch to the doctor for counselling, for not being a man and putting his foot down and “letting” his wife and grandmother in law shoulder all the burden of this entitled little princess she raised.
My mum is a wimminz, she lacks the intellectual capacity to join the dots between what was done to her son by a female false accuser and misandrist system, and this psycho little bitch who you guessed it got total custody because the father of her children is a dangerous and violent man who is now banned from all contact with his own kids.
Even when she tells me that this psycho skank’s oldest, at 6 years old, is now claiming to need to see the doctor because of some imaginary stressful illness, and I quote “because I have the same thing mummy has” she cannot intellectually join the dots between this bitch and my ex bitch.
If you ever wondered why wimminz utter inane phrases, like looking at an animal and claiming that they seem so intelligent, it is almost like they are looking right back at you, and why wimminz fall prey so things like farmville, and why wimminz conversations always sound like you are talking to some turing test bot, well here is your answer.
Wimminz are human, so one cannot claim that they have subhuman intelligence, but if the average male intellect is taken as the average human intellect, them wimminz are subnormal in intellect.
I can go to deepest darkest Africa and find some bush nigger who has never seen a motor car or television or computer, sit him down next to a western wimminz who is a “manager” of something, and he will still outshine the bitch in intellect, even without being able to speak a fucking word of English, he will be smart enough not to repeat a behaviour that has a negative outcome, e.g. he will be smarter than a rat or a budgie in a Skinner box…. unlike the fucking wimminz “manager” he is sat next to, who will repeat behaviours with negative outcomes.
Just tonight I had to kick one of my bitches to the kerb, told her, you quit X or you and me are history, so she does what all wimminz do, calls my bluff, and that is why you have that archived shit…
The wimminz in question had all the information and clues and data anyone could possibly ask for, to know that those kinds of shit tests do not fly or float with me, but that old herd instinct cannot be overcome, there quite simply IS NO INTELLECTUAL COMPONENT IN 99.99% OF A WIMMINZ BEHAVIOUR, so like the dumb animal in a Skinner box the wimminz will repetitively act out non-rewarding behaviour because, you know, it might work this time…..
Fucking wimminz is, as far as I can see, no different to fucking any other dumb animal, it’s all bestiality bro… lol
This post may well resemble lot of random thoughts thrown together
I find that *being* a single man, and by being I mean wearing it as my public persona, has suddenly become acceptable… in the last week alone I have had conversations with wimminz, in otherwise unrelated professional circumstances (e.g. the wimminz behind the counter at the local council tax office) who suddenly GET why I have chosen to live as a single man.
They GET the fact that no relationshit is worth sacrificing the sanctity of my own personal crib for.
They GET the fact that irrespective of justice wimminz are cleaning up in secret family courts, and men are getting wise to it, not just those who have been through it, but those that haven’t.
They GET the fact that 75% of the employees of the local council are wimminz, and that the economy is tanking.
They GET the fact that about the only conceivable inducement they can offer a man like me to take even the tiniest portion of their shit is if they can afford to pick up the tab for a playboy lifestyle for me, assuming I am for sale to the wimminz in question.
Sure, they don’t GET it like a man gets it, they don’t change the game plan, just today one wimminz who GOT that wimminz making false accusations have fucked it for all wimminz, and all police and solicitors, who had just had the benefit of me dumping my cum in her, nevertheless held out her empty coffee cup to me and asked me to refill it.
“What did your last bitch die of?” was my response.
I waited a couple of heartbeats to let that one sink in and then announced that I was outta there, catch ya later alligator…
She has spent the rest of the evening texting me, anxious for me to pump her full of cum at my convenience.
Wimminz be fucking stupid in a very special way, evolution and therefore learning does not come easy to the herd bitches…
Men with that XY chromosomes are designed to be an experiment, to evolve, to learn, and to fail in numbers too.
Racially speaking, from the perspective of DNA, the whole 2oth century, feminism, pollution, drugs use, hormones, pthalates, its all just a fucking eyeblink, but I have to tell you this, MY generation is utterly different in outlook and attitudes than my grandparents, and my grand kids will be different again from mine.
The “youth” of today, those that are now 15, who were born when Windows 98se was out, who have never known a world without the internet and facebook and mobile phones with cameras and anime/hentai porn, let me tell you, when left to their own devices they are the fucking Hitler Youth when it comes to their attitudes to wimminz.
Their parent(s) have never known a world war, or a great depression, or a life outside the comfort of the welfare state.
They, the youth of today, have never seen the remnants of a bombed building, or a woman worthy of any respect.
Fact is, the youth of today, don’t respect much of anything, and before you say it was ever thus, there is a world of difference between the world in which I grew up, in which my circle of friends was limited to around a dozen kids, and any kids further than a walk or bike ride away was either a pen pal or unknown, and the world of today, where every kid from pre pubescence onwards walks around with a Star Trek communicator and has instance two ways comms with as many kids as they like or have time for.
Try and explain to a young kid today the whole concept of a wank mag like Hustler being a prized possession that was passed around a school, and you might as well be trying to explain the finer points of etiquette, it is fucking alien and incomprehensible to them… so incomprehensible that their minds are made so differently from ours that they will never GET it.
When I was young, Clockwork Orange was so frightening to the establishment it was banned wholesale, and where it wasn’t banned it was X rated adults over 18 only, and achieved instant underground cult status… to this day I know of a couple of guys who still refer to themselves as droogs
Show a kid born in 1998 a DVD of Clockwork Orange, seriously, do it, you will get one of two responses, one will be that it is lame and boring, the other is that it is lame but a comedy.
Even “the odd bit of ultraviolence” line / meme doesn’t stick to these little bastards, they grew up with video games that were indistinguishable from killing zone video feeds.
These are the little bastards who are going to be around when you need your bedpan emptying, and when your grand daughter needs food / roof / clothing…
The wimminz of today do not GET that bit of the future, they SAY they do, and then wring their hands and try and talk about how that future can be averted…… too fuckin’ late, bitches, those birds are all coming home to roost.
Me, I don’t give a fuck, I have my man skills and trades and my man only crib and my bitches to fuck.
Life is good, and the little bastards have respect for me, they are going around repeating little phrases I am handing out to them, like “Why should I look after another man’s daughter?” but not a single one of them asks me for any advice about wimminz, they have that down pat at just 15 years of age…
Temptation is a good thing, provided you don’t often give in to it…
Just today I have been tempted to turn this blog into a PoF slut revue, like a low rent playboy, but instead of the girls wishing for peace on earth it would be truthful, they’d wish to have 16 year old flesh again….. or maybe a carry on carrying on…. but the fact is I’m still on track with the plans to go a bit more techno and make each post a video post, watch this space…
I have been doing some shit in my daily life and trying to make things move on to the next stage, doesn’t matter exactly what, the point being that being slightly different, for example looking for a pickup when everyone else is looking for a sedan to buy, isn’t all hard cheese… pickups for sale will come along, and you will get a *lot* more pickup for your money that you would sedan, who needs those extra seats, and I laugh at your ability to throw a full set of golf clubs in the back.
Which brings me to wimminz, that useless skank ho slut that is only any use as a pickup, when world & dog is looking for a sedan to have a “welationshit” with, is a great find if you are like me only interested in a pickup.
Wimminz who say to me, in electronically archived text, that they only want me to fuck them and use them and hurt them, are not wimminz who are being oppressed or repressed by the patriarchy or anyone else.
They sure as hell are not long term relationshit / wife / mother material, but if all you want is a pickup.
Fact is that the problem is complacency… it is all to easy to get fat and lazy when there is a surplus of skanky wimminz, which there is, provided you want a pickup.
There are only so many hours in the day and I have my own life and hobbies to lead, and as I type this I have three down and dirty skank ho sluts who suck and fuck on demand, and one more comfort oriented one who will pamper and feed me on demand, and it is a REAL temptation to get fat on that shit and let the ongoing PoF search slide.
Now don’t get me wrong, none of these three are especially hot, but they are all obedient and willing sluts who crave my cock and being used and abused by me. It keeps my balls drained and keeps my attitudes straight.
And if I did that within 4 weeks all the suck and fuck on demand skank ho’s would be gone, and I’d be stuck with the pamper and feed one, and start thinking about a relationshit, cos that’s how we are wired too.
So keeping up with the PoF search keeps my hand and eye in the game, and it puts the three main skank ho’s on permanent notice that their role is under constant evaluation and the search for either a new staff member or a replacement for their role is ongoing…
So imagine you are a slut skank ho, you are one of three regulars that you know about that service my cock, and you know I am always trawling PoF for new talent… and you know that I know what a slut like you really wants, and I can give it to you.
Just how “militant” or “demanding” or “ultimatum time” can you get on my ass, on any given day at any given time, if you are not willing to come on over and lick my ring clean and suck my balls dry, you know for a fact there are two other wimminz who will gladly take your place…
And the flipside is some other swinging dick comes along and offers to let you suck his cock full time, well, he doesn’t have two other wimminz more or less competing for the cum, so how good can he be, so how good can that make you?
It is also really, really, really hard to get any wimminz “legal jackboot rape and sexual assault leverage” over someone who you text at least 6 days a week, because you are several miles away and quite safe and free from his influence at the time, say at your workplace, and describe in great detail your eagerness to serve as his cumbucket and sexual toy…
I know I bang on about this shit at length, but that last paragraph above boys, that is a truly wondrous thing….
I can hang out with these skank ho wimminz and know that I am effectively immune from any and all false allegations that they could make… in a country of 20 million men of sexual age, how many others can say that?
1,000?
By definition, whatever the actual number, the only way to get that immunity is to do what I tell you here, archive all that shit constantly in the cloud, and get all that shit constantly too, not one cock worshipping SMS from each skank, but daily from each skank, they fucking love it anyway as proof of your suitability to fuck.
Hanging out with skank ho sluts who you are effectively immune from any and all false allegations that they could make is a very chilling thing, takes you back to the good old days, say 1527 AD or thereabouts, when wimminz were chattels, like the cow and the dog, and being in the same room as your chattels was something that made you feel good, not something that made you feel vulnerable.
It’s nice to have a CHOICE again, the opportunity to hang out with wimminz who do not have an automatic power of veto over my very liberty, by way of simply making a false allegation.
