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Anonymous7Holy s~~~! BACK. STABBING. C~~~!
If that was me, I’d sue her ass, and shame her on a billboard in my town.
There really isn’t anything else to say, except…
C~~~ ass bitch of a whore…

Anonymous6
I guess this isn’t really a couple then. Where’s the father?
HAHAHA!
Women are better at multitasking? Fucking up several things at once is not multitasking.
I saw the crazy ex-wife for the first time today after 3 years passing since I initiated total no-contact. This was back when I had gotten sick and tired of her and refused to listen to any more of her bitching about the s~~~ situations that she brought on herself since we split up.
She crossed over to my side of a city street, saw me and then scurried into the lobby of a nearby office building. I simply stopped and glared at her from 30 feet away. She was very much afraid of me, refusing to make eye contact. I had almost forgotten how much power a man can project onto his environment without even having to utter a single word.
But a few months back, some female SJW came into a Starbucks coffee shop where I was waiting to meet a buddy to go do some target shooting. She started announcing to the 30 or so liberal limp dicks inside the Starbucks that there was a “distressed dog” in a truck out in the parking lot. I told her that it was my beagle and that he always barks for a few minutes when I leave him behind. I said that the dog would be fine.
She kept on about the dog not being fine, but that the dog was instead “distressed” (whatever the f~~~ that means). After a couple more of these exchanges, I told her that it was my dog, in my truck and if she bothered either of them, I was going to come outside and “deal with her”. She then got this perplexed look on her face and left the establishment.
I then turned around and surveyed the people inside the Starbucks and I was amazed to see that they were all looking very afraid of me, including the young male and female barristers behind the counter. When all I did was simply explain the situation to this woman in a calm and deliberate tone of voice. And in the most non-threatening manner as I could muster, I made it clear that she better not f~~~ with me or my property.
You would of thought that I was openly wearing my .45 Long Colt single action Peacemaker in a Western style holster and had just flipped the leather tong tie down strap off the hammer to let everyone know that I meant business. When in fact, I was just a white man standing there unarmed wearing nothing but shorts, a T-shirt and tennis shoes.
It feels great to be the one in complete command of himself and discover that I still can intimidate even a large group of people when the situation calls for it.
I then turned around and surveyed the people inside the Starbucks and I was amazed to see that they were all looking very afraid of me, including the young male and female barristers behind the counter.
They are all cowards whom have never had to deal with confrontation and challenges before.
Though, I have to ask, who picked Starbucks, the most blue pill hell in retail, as a meeting place? You? Or your friend?
The target shooting does counter going to Starbucks. But, the question still stands.
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