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MGTOW Nation: Entitled Woman Seeks The Master Simp For Help Part 2 — 50% odds Part 3 is alimony, child support, and lawyers fees.
Society asks MGTOWs: Why are you not making more tax-slaves?
Just wow. In the comments someone noted that 2 years from now they’ll be on Maury for DNA tests..
Take the Red Pill gentlemen – it’s the only way!
Just rolling down the road
Wow…That was so Painful to watch.
Everything she said was classic Bitchery with HypergamicAssholedom. “He was too nice.” He sang to me, cooked for me, but this was not enough.” “I left him for a bad boy.” “I like bad boys…dated him for 3 years and just broke up.”
She is about to get ‘Baby Rabies” and wants a secure White Knight to cover her. But wait Til she has that 1st kid or 2nd kid (who knows who the real father will be) and she will “I want Half” this Muthaf~~~a Good Dude.
Wow. Scary Shiet to watch.
Very disturbing behavior I think and I didn’t finish watching the entire video. She had Mr. Nice Guy, didn’t like him for some absurd reason, went to a bad boy and when she got tired of him or whatever, she comes back to Mr. Nice Guy. Just because she took him for granted once doesn’t mean that’s the only time she’s going to do that. Why hasn’t this guy moved on since he got dumped? What’s to stop her from choosing to cheat again?
He’s an idiot.
She reminds me of many of the girls I knew in high school. In that place, the jocks ruled and could have their pick of anyone they wanted. I, on the other hand, was a dumpy nerd, concentrating on my studies because I looked ahead to the future. Of course, there were lots of pretty girls and the best I could do was to admire them from afar. They were usually spoken for, usually by the aforementioned jocks, and anyone like me paid no attention to them if we knew what was good for us. Because of their elevated status, they clearly put themselves out of my league. Some of them, because I was the dumpy nerd, became the butt of their jokes. Even if one of them took notice of me, publicly acknowledging that would have been the social kiss of death for her. (Movies like Fast Times At Ridgemont High or October Sky got that part right.)
That was over 40 years ago. I went on and got a good education and I’m semi-retired now. I’m not rich, but I live comfortably. There’s never been a Mrs. Vertical, nor were there any kiddies. Many of those pretty girls got married to their jock boyfriends, often soon after graduating from high school and, sometimes, giving birth shortly afterward. Several years later, some of those marriages fell apart. (For one couple I knew, theirs lasted about a year.)
In the decades since, some of those divorcées made subtle inquiries about me. My mother, quite wisely, said very little.
Even if any of them had contacted me and, thankfully, none have so far, why would I be interested in them? They weren’t particularly nice to me in high school and, often, the looks I remembered from those days have long faded. They had their chance back then and they turned me down. Now that I’m well-educated and living off money that I saved over the years, I’ve become a good prospect again? Who are they kidding?
Last year I went back to my home town for the holidays and while I was there, my mother asked me if I remembered a girl from my class named Susan.
“Susan Smith? Yeah I remember her… she was the number one cheerleader hottie that everyone wanted to date. I think maybe she said three words to me the whole time we went to school together and at least one of those words was ‘Ewww.’ Why do you ask?”
“Well she’s single now and she asked about you and I told her you were going to be in town. She teaches at your old high school… do you want to go say hello to her?”
“Yeah, I do. (This should be interesting!)”
Long story short, we go out there and my mother (who is also a teacher) walks me to her class. There she is… the girl who launched a trillion sperm back in my teenage days… and she’s about as appealing as a bowl of left over mashed potatoes that has been sitting uncovered on the counter overnight. We stand there for a moment under the glare of twenty five 7 year old kids while she asks me how things have gone for me and if I was thinking about moving back to the home town, etc.
Just awful. I almost felt sad for her.
The Blue Pill is strong in this one….
He clearly is blinded by the classic Crocodile tears, and the “take me back” whinny tone in her voice. What if the roles were reversed?, what if He was the one that cheated on her for the “Bad Girl”?. First off, would She have taken Him back?,
HELL NO.
She would shame the s~~~ outta Him on National TV, go in depth as to why he’s a “Jerk”, “Man Whore” and whole other plethora of verbally induced buffet of bulls~~~.
This chick knew goddamn well what She had, but what? she wanted the “Bad Boy Image” and that’s all it is, an illusion.
They see something that looks fun, exciting or sometimes dangerous, they go for it. Only to end up hurt, abused and treated like s~~~. Then they wanna come back to their “First Love”. Sorry honey, YOU left Him. He didn’t leave you. If I was that dude I’d straight up tell Her Ass No.
Like Doc, I too have a similar story of a past crush I had in High School. Right around Junior year of high school this one girl came to our High School and was FINE, I mean drop dead gorgeous!. All attempts from Guys to ask Her out were all shot down, She would always go for the “Bad Boys” in our School or the guys who had the “Drug Hook up”. She had a very High IQ and had letters from Ivy League schools around the Nation. She also built a reputation of breaking hearts in High School, guys would buy her expensive s~~~, and take her out on fancy dinners, all in the end they were just used and thrown away like tampons.
I always crushed on her from a distance because I saw the type of guys she wanted, and I knew I wasn’t that type of dude. I pretty much was invisible….yeah, that sucked. She eventually transferred to another high school in a different county.
Fast Forward almost 11 years later, I was visiting My Folks for the Summer, one morning I decide to go to the beach early in the morning and watch the Sunrise. After watching the Sunrise and chilling out on the Beach, I got back into my Car and was going to head Home. Then in the corner of My Eye, I see this girl walking like a f~~~ing Zombie on the beach. This is no exaggeration whatsoever, I’m talking ZOMBIE!, Hair all over this Girl’s face, her t-shirt was half torn, she was wearing grey sweat pants that had three holes in it.
She then started walking up towards the parking lot and on to the sidewalk, I slowly drove by to get a better look – And sure enough, it was Her, the crush I had in high school. She looked absolutely horrible, like one of those girls you see on the Meth Commercials or Meth Advertisements.
Here was this once amazingly Gorgeous Girl, who treated all the nice guys like s~~~ in high school, and f~~~ed all the bad boys. Now looking like an extra for the walking dead. I found out from some friends that after college, she married one of the biggest drug dealers in the State, who left Her for another MAN…After that, she went crazy.
Truth be told, Females don’t know what they have until it’s gone. and if they decided to come crying, begging back to you?…tell them NO!. Tough S~~~ bitch, you had your chance, aaaaand ya lost it!.
"If You have the Tooth of a Whale, You must have the Whale's Jaw to hold it". (i.e. One Must have the right qualifications for leadership) -Hawaiian Proverb
@ 3:25 you can see Simp Harvey trying to figure out how to repackage this s~~~ sandwich of a woman into something that nice guy would eat. She left this sweet person to get pumped by the bad boy, and expects this guy to take her back? The second part of this video is so sickening, that I wasn’t even able to finish it.
Take note…Mr. Simp is a classic example of what a man looks like when he is utterly devoid of any self-respect and dignity.
Always remember….
Once a hoe, always a hoe…
If she cheated once, she will do it again…the second time she cheats, you got nobody to blame but yourself.
It has always been a fast and hard rule of mine…if the bitch cheats at all then I nuke all relations with tbe offending hoe. No quarter brothers… NO. F~~~ING. QUARTER.
HISTORY...learn from it, memorize it, DON'T repeat it...I went to high school with an Italian girl who was the cheer leader type. Everyone wanted to go out with her, but no one I know of ever really got anywhere. She was from a wealthy family, and an accomplished snob. I don’t think she never spoke to me during the whole 4 years, although our school was a small one so we could easily recognize each other. One day about 4 or 5 years after high school, I was in a grocery store in our home town. I was pushing a cart and turned down one of the isles. I went a few steps and looked up and at the other end of the isle was this girl, also pushing a cart and coming down the isle toward me from the other end. Our eyes locked, and we both recognized each other. For just a split second, she looked like she was going to wave or call out something. Then, my eyes dropped down a little. Her ass was so wide that it didn’t look like there was going to be room in the isle for me to get my cart around it to go past her. This was a national grocery store chain. The isles are several feet wide, but it wasn’t going to be enough. I stopped dead in my tracks. I looked back up and our eyes locked again. Only this time, I started to slowly back up those few steps to my end of the isle. When I had backed out my end, I gave that monster fat ass one more quick glance before turning the cart and heading down for another isle. I looked back up at her face one more time as I headed out of view. I wouldn’t trade that moment, or the look on her face for 1000$. That’s what the girl in this clip deserved, and it’s what this poor schmo should have done…
Look, it's not my fault that tornado dropped a house on your sister. Now get back on your broom and get your ass out of here... and take your monkeys with you
BrainPilot:
As I’ve often said to some people about this subject, time is a great avenger. I have lots of personal examples as proof.
Sometimes I have a bit of time on my hands and I conduct a whatever-happened-to… Internet search. The results are often astonishing. Every woman I looked up has lost her looks. Some appear a lot older than they are, having acquired a grandmotherly look (which isn’t surprising for some as they actually are grannies now). Others have simply become land whales. (That’s a rather nice twist. I go to the gym regularly, I watch what I eat, and I’m back down to the weight I had over 30 years ago.)
What amuses me about many of them is that they often acted snobby when we were younger. They behaved as if I insulted them if I asked them out for a cup of coffee. Now I know what they look like and I’m very grateful that things never worked out between us.
You know the saying: be careful about what you wish for–you might get it. Seeing those pictures reminds me that being a jilted suitor often has its rewards.
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