Post Wall Bitches Furious

[DeepInThoughtParticipant 2710]

So, I was out with my 20 yo casual lover (Im 40 yo) yesterday for breakfast on the outside street terrace of a seaside cafe here in Australia.

We were enjoying great coffee, food and there was plenty of flirting, touching, laughing (you know when girls flick their head back laughing to expose the nape of their neck) and kissing going on at our table. She looked amazing with her new olive tan, sexy young fit 5’9″ body and gorgeous smile.

Well, you should have seen the filthy looks we got, especially her, from the 40+yo women. She said “Deep, these 2 women 3 tables over have looked at me like 20 times already.” I looked over and shot these 2 peeping Tom’s a direct look in the eye. The speed at which their heads went down could have been measured in milliseconds.

These weren’t the only two, there were other old, ugly, fat, cellulite and poorly dressed women doing same whilst gorging down on their “big breakfasts” with sausages, eggs and all the obesity s~~~, but i focused my attention onto my girl. Actually some of these women had small kids with them and were distracting the kids to not look in our direction as if a great crime of humanity was being created.

I could quickly scan around and see the guys my age and older looking, them giving a casual nod, or a salute with the coffee cup and i knew exactly what they were thinking especially when they were sitting with said women. “You lucky bastard!!!”

Anyway, we came separately and left separately so when it was time to go we stood up and suddenly the entire room was looking at us, actually specifically at my girl with her dark European features, long tanned legs and flowing hair. I pulled her in close, one hand on the small of her back, and gave her a short but passionate kiss, she melted into me, before I walked away without so much as a look back.

I had a little laugh to myself later thinking “Jesus, these poor blokes at the tables with these women are gonna have to listen to her whinge about what she just witnessed all day!!!” And he is gonna think of me and quietly say to himself “You lucky bastard!!!”

Oh The Wall is real men, it is unforgiving and we are truly the victors.

[StargazerParticipant 12505]

They hate it when us men get what we want, don’t they?

[DeepInThoughtParticipant 2710]

Stargazer wrote:

They hate it when us men get what we want, don’t they?

They sure do @doc, they sure do…

Ive actually been telling this girl how older women act, their sly methods of manipulation to better position themselves and cut the opposition (other women) down. Since then, her rose coloured glasses have lifted and she cannot believe what she is seeing from 35+ yo women.

[SnakeSpectator 2080]

DeepInThought wrote:

So, I was out with my 20 yo casual lover

[SnakeSpectator 2080]

[DeepInThoughtParticipant 2710]

Lol, nice one @snake.

[HitmanParticipant]

I love the way post wall women would look at me and my younger girlfriends whenever we would go out on dates in Manhattan. .they were doing the same s~~~ 20 years ago and it still happens now. .great post!

[AnthonyParticipant 241]

This is partly why feminism exists. Because of post wall jealous bitches. It eats them every time they see a hot 20 yo women being able to get what she wants because of her sex appeal. Hilarious really.

[OneforfreedomParticipant 930]

DeepInThought wrote:

So, I was out with my 20 yo casual lover (Im 40 yo) yesterday for breakfast on the outside street terrace of a seaside cafe here in Australia.

How did you meet her?

[DeepInThoughtParticipant 2710]

Oneforfreedom wrote:

DeepInThought wrote:

So, I was out with my 20 yo casual lover (Im 40 yo) yesterday for breakfast on the outside street terrace of a seaside cafe here in Australia.

How did you meet her?

I met her through friends. When i first met her I thought she was 22-23yo and we just started chatting and hit it off. I actually had no interest in pursuing anything serious with anyone (I still don’t) and this is the thing, since going MGTOW, doing my own thing, not chasing women and not giving a toss women have been blowing my phone up. It’s amazing.

But what even drives them nuts is when i f~~~ them then I tell them “I sleep alone.” It sends their hamsters into overdrive as they want to snuggle and talk. I have actually trained them now that they come here, f~~~ and leave and guess what? They keep coming back again and again. Now, under no circumstances am I disrespecting them, I just prefer to enjoy my sleep in my $5,000 king size bed alone. The ground rules are laid, they can either accept that or look elsewhere.

Here is a text from said girl last night:

Her: I want to come over tonight and lay next to you, I want you to hold me while we talk.

Me: Babe, we won’t talk, you talk that’s what women do and men are suppose to listen. Besides you know, I prefer to sleep alone.

Her: Fine, i will let you sleep alone after I’ve sucked your c~~~ until you cum in my mouth

[RoyDalParticipant]

Stargazer wrote:

They hate it when us men get what we want, don’t they?

Yep. There is a surplus of available women and a shortage of “suitable” men in most big cities. Otherwise, those past the wall cows would have been married in their 20s and you would not be getting the dagger-eyes.

Society asks MGTOWs: Why are you not making more tax-slaves?

[Robert HallamParticipant 696]

I want to add my story.

I’d been divorced for about 12 years. My ex decided it would be alright if I saw my three kids again (she had just been diagnosed with cancer). So my first outing was with my daughter who by that time was 17 years old. Gorgeous as they all are at that age. I was about 41. Took her to a trendy restaurant on Cornwall Street here in Vancouver. B.C. Canada. Well as we were being shown to our table by the waiter, the entire restaurant shut down. The jaws of the women at one large table, which we had to pass, of mid 20’s couples dropped a good two inches while the eyes of every single one of the guys lit up, glued to my daughter as they followed her to our table, and all smiled that knowing smile. Dead silence until we sat down. And then the women immediately started jabbering away with quick looks at our table. They were actually leaned way over toward each other so they could whisper. I didn’t have the heart to tell them she was my daughter, but I know dam well what the women were thinking. On the other hand you could see that the guys were okay with it. Approving no less.

Just a few months later I took her to Hawaii and did a bed-and-breakfast tour of all five islands. On New Years Eve we booked a Luau complete with show at a five star hotel. My daughter grabbed a pair of seats at a round table with seating for six near the stage. We were joined shortly by three middle aged single up tight women as our table guests. It was understood that you were expected to greet each other and welcome them as they sat down even though you didn’t know them. They took one look me and one look at my daughter and went ice cold. Nothing more was said. You could have cut the tension with a knife. Well I said nothing and my daughter said nothing. We watched the show in silence. Here was a playboy (gigolo) with a 17 year old squeeze on one side of the table and three middle aged post wall spinsters on the other.

As the evening rolled on and eventually my daughter got up and said “Dad, do you want me to get you something more to eat?” Well you wouldn’t believe the change. As soon as the three middle aged spinsters heard the word “Dad”, they were suddenly all over me with questions about where I was from, compliments about my daughter’s looks, smiles, smiles, and more smiles.

Yeah, women. There couldn’t have been a more dramatic display of pussy envy and disgust of men in general..

[DeepInThoughtParticipant 2710]

@RobertHallam – Un-bloody-believable!!!

[cnmcdeeParticipant 125]

Robert Hallam wrote:

I want to add my story.

I’d been divorced for about 12 years. My ex decided it would be alright if I saw my three kids again (she had just been diagnosed with cancer). So my first outing was with my daughter who by that time was 17 years old. Gorgeous as they all are at that age. I was about 41. Took her to a trendy restaurant on Cornwall Street here in Vancouver. B.C. Canada. Well as we were being shown to our table by the waiter, the entire restaurant shut down. The jaws of the women at one large table, which we had to pass, of mid 20’s couples dropped a good two inches while the eyes of every single one of the guys lit up, glued to my daughter as they followed her to our table, and all smiled that knowing smile. Dead silence until we sat down. And then the women immediately started jabbering away with quick looks at our table. They were actually leaned way over toward each other so they could whisper. I didn’t have the heart to tell them she was my daughter, but I know dam well what the women were thinking. On the other hand you could see that the guys were okay with it. Approving no less.

Just a few months later I took her to Hawaii and did bead and breakfast tour of all five islands. On New Years Eve we booked a Luau complete with show at a five star hotel. My daughter grabbed a pair of seats at a round table with seating for six near the stage. We were joined shortly by three middle aged single up tight women as our table guests. It was understood that you were expected to greet each other and welcome them as they sat down even though you didn’t know them. They took one look me and one look at my daughter and went ice cold. Nothing more was said. You could have cut the tension with a knife. Well I said nothing and my daughter said nothing. We watched the show in silence. Here was a playboy (gigolo) with a 17 year old squeeze on one side of the table and three middle aged post wall spinsters on the other.

As the evening rolled on and eventually my daughter got up and said “Dad, do you want me to get you something more to eat?” Well you wouldn’t believe the change. As soon as the three middle aged spinsters heard the word “Dad”, they were suddenly all over me with questions about where I was from, compliments about my daughter’s looks, smiles, smiles, and more smiles.

Yeah, women. There couldn’t have been a more dramatic display of pussy envy and disgust of men in general..

wow… You’d almost want to make sure to get your daughter to identify you as dad real loud just so that you two can enjoy the evening and not end up a social pariah..

[DeepInThoughtParticipant 2710]

I actually like the hate, it’s like food for my soul

Actually, indifference is even better.

Wait til i share the experience of going to the beach with her in her brazilian cut bikini.

[Anonymous 26]

Great story……!!!! (You lucky bastard….lol)

[KingOfTheSeaParticipant 1270]

Post-Wall bitches….ahhhh, man.

Congrats on all the hate, Deep. If post-wall bitches hate you, you MUST be doing something right.

[The Skank SpankerParticipant 1372]

Oh s~~~, this thread is epic! Wish I was there to witness those jealous c~~~s.

I can’t wait to be 40 and p~~~ off post wall women. Im glad the tables are turning.

Keep the stories coming brothers.

[bigboy83Participant 11312]

Doesn’t matter what number the c~~~ is at, a c~~~ is a c~~~. Sounds like she a mentally unstable,cut my wrist, daddy issues kind of girl. (They start getting bad between 25-28, they start wanting things.)

A post wall c~~~ worse nightmare is 40 yr guy, screwing 20 yr girl. They hate that s~~~, just as much as men being indifferent to them.

Entertaining story, props to you! My fellow member.

Shit Tested, Cunt Approved.

[Anonymous 42]

Robert Hallam wrote:

Yeah, women. There couldn’t have been a more dramatic display of pussy envy and disgust of men in general..

Hey Robert, here’s an example of female condemnation placed on the shoulders of an innocent man.

My bro was innocently looking at some school aged girls walking past the front of the car, not looking at them sexually, just looking at them walking by….

Guess what was in the oncoming lane glaring at him with eyes that could kill? You guessed it,,, A post wall man hating bitch that could only think the worst thoughts possible.

Unfortunately, AWALT…….

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