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He’s f~~~ed and he knows it.
He’s resigned to avoiding confrontation at all cost and is withering away as a man. Poor bastard.
Thanks God I saw the light. My last woman was a retard who refused to work. Dodged that bullet.
She cheated on me ..... my fault. I showed an interest in another woman......my fault.
I’d take a walk if I were him. Take what I need and let her have the house and all that s~~~. Get a good lawyer and fight like hell to save his pension. If she wants the house and all thats in in it make her defend it and use future income as the bargining chip.

Anonymous14Yeah guys I don’t think there is any money left after putting the 3 kids through college and supporting her and the dog etc…
I’ve been easing him into MGTOW concepts lately, he sometimes looks like a deer in headlights when I lay down the facts.
Yeah guys I don’t think there is any money left after putting the 3 kids through college and supporting her and the dog etc…
I’ve been easing him into MGTOW concepts lately, he sometimes looks like a deer in headlights when I lay down the facts.
So you telling me that after decades of slavery and after spending his retirement in a closet, with a poodle p~~~ing in his boots, he still hasn’t figured out what’s going on?
Monk
Wow! This thread has definitely earned its topic title. Yikes!
Know when it is your duty to give them zero explanations for your actions.

Anonymous14So you telling me that after decades of slavery and after spending his retirement in a closet, with a poodle p~~~ing in his boots, he still hasn’t figured out what’s going on?
Well… like @freedom said, “he’s f~~~ed and he knows it”.
Part of the Mangina thing is the very strong programming they have that makes them think “This is what men do!” (marriage kids etc) and the red pill gets stuck in their throats. All we can do is provide them something to drink to help em get it down.
So you telling me that after decades of slavery and after spending his retirement in a closet, with a poodle p~~~ing in his boots, he still hasn’t figured out what’s going on?
Well… like @freedom said, “he’s f~~~ed and he knows it”.
Part of the Mangina thing is the very strong programming they have that makes them think “This is what men do!” (marriage kids etc) and the red pill gets stuck in their throats. All we can do is provide them something to drink to help em get it down.
Sounds like a mental illness.
Poor bastard!
Monk
THE NEXT TIME YOU SEE YOUR FRIEND, TELL HIM ABOUT MGTOW, EXPLAIN TO HIM THE VAST VENUES AT HIS FINGERTIPS, AND WHAT FREEDOM IS AVAILABLE TO HIM. AS FOR THE DOG. I SAVED A DOG FROM CERTAIN DEATH ONE TIME, THE SAME WEEK IT TOOK A S~~~ IN MY SHOES, THAT SON OF A BITCH, I HAD TO SHOW IT I WAS ALPHA, NOT HER, THE NEXT TIME SHE TOOK A NIP AT ME, I GRABBED HER BY THE NAP OF THE NECK, SQUEEZED, PICKED HER UP OFF THE GROUND, YELLED AS LOUD AS I COULD. AND THEW HER IN A CORNER. FROM THEN ON I WAS ALPHA. SHOW YOUR FRIEND HOW TO BE ALPHA AND BE FREE.
LILITH IS THE HEAD SUCCUBUS AND SHE LIVES ON THE DARK SIDE OF THE MOON
What kind of life is that? He’s self inflicting himself with perpetual misery. He sounds pussy whipped and defeated.
I can understand that he’s at the point where he can’t be f~~~ed with the hassle of conversing with the c~~~ and getting into dramas, and playing ball to just keep the peace…but f~~~ that.
Divorce is well worth it. He’d be so much happier being rid of the c~~~ for good and having his own place free of her forever.
If that dog p~~~ed in my shoes, I’d be kicking it up the f~~~ing ass as hard as I could.
My grandmother used to have these two smelly f~~~ing poodles. The male one yapped and barked all the time and would whimper and demand her attention and basically I f~~~ing hated the little c~~~. She fussed over him all the time, and whenever i went out with her she had to take the little c~~~ with her. This little bastard would stop to sniff something every 2 seconds and she’d stop to let him. I’d end up getting wound up and saying “are we ever going to get to the f~~~ing post office grandma? Its literally round the corner”.
One time the little c~~~ bit me when i went to grab it and put him in another room because of his barking. My grandmother said to me “serves you right”. For f~~~ing what?
I tell you what, when she went out without her precious dog that day (shock), i jabbed that little c~~~ right in the face a few times. He yelped and never gave me s~~~ again, and would shut the f~~~ up when i told him to stop barking.
I bet you his c~~~ wife treats that little f~~~er better than him. Ive seen it with my own eyes. My grandmother kissed this dogs asshole. Smelly horrible yappy barking little poodle. God i f~~~ing hated that dog. It died years ago but when i found out he’d croaked it i had a huge smile on my face.
Good f~~~ing riddance.

Anonymous54There is an affect on you when things happen slowly over a preiod of time.
Your chipped away at over the years.
One day you wake up, but your spine is not strait and true anymore.
It takes time to strengthen it again.
( not my experience)
Sounds like he’s beaten down and resigned to his fate.
Be professional be polite but always have a plan to kill everyone you meet.

Anonymous1Good story, this actually remembers me of a man, around 50 years old, married and father of 2 daughters. He had the same spot that you described, a little room in a big house with his guitars and his stuff, the rest of the house was for his family. I always guessed what kind of life was this man having, I remember that he was a smoker, and a very kind man.
One day I was getting back from school, and discovered that he had an heart attack while at home, in a few minutes he was gone, the bad thing is that his wife was home with him, and even after calling an ambulance there was nothing to do about it(not sure of what happened tho). Anyway, it ended like this: one of his daughters got his job(in a bank), so actually the death of his father gave her a full time job with no deadline in the contract. She didn’t even have a degree, just highschool graduate, and believe me when I say that today that is almost impossible to happen unless you have a family member/close friend inside of a bank.
What hit me along side with the death of a man that I respected, was the response from his family. The daughter got the job, got a boyfriend, moved to her own house, just a normal life, like nothing happened.
Maybe I am exaggerating a bit, but for me the loss of my father was a living hell(at the same time my loss was very different from that one), it took me years to stand up again and to avoid f~~~ing myself up(and I gained nothing from his death, only sufferings).

Anonymous14There is an affect on you when things happen slowly over a preiod of time.
Your chipped away at over the years.
One day you wake up, but your spine is not strait and true anymore.
It takes time to strengthen it again.Wisdom, agreed
Be there for him and spend time like you are enjoying the Guitar.. It he can’t walk away, at least be a light for him. His best bet may be to live through you and the choice you’ve made. Hell , a little hope is better than none at all.
Good luck to him..Meditating on the Wisdom & Truths of Man, Isn't just a Philosophy, but a Calling......Be willing to be Called a Man!
Anonymous14Be there for him and spend time like you are enjoying the Guitar.. It he can’t walk away, at least be a light for him. His best bet may be to live through you and the choice you’ve made. Hell , a little hope is better than none at all.
Good luck to him..Seriously this guy is looking at what his last few remaining years may be like and he is totally thinking “Sweet mother of god this is f~~~ed” but hasn’t yet summoned up the b~~~~ to do anything about it.
He may actually be on the brink of something fabulous.
Hes allready liveing in a divorced guy size room. He may as well get devorced.
At least his new divorce guy pad will come along with FREEDOM!!!
She is helpless, and will run screaming and clawing after him right into his bloody grave.
Like a demon from the fiery pit, scratching, gnawing, and clawing at you till it grabs your leg and drags you down through the gates of hell itself. Glad to know people like you exist who can keep him company during his remaining years. I bet you’re a joyful distraction for him and hope your relationship with him develops.
I have discovered a truly remarkable list of reasons why women are not necessary for a happy life, but alas this margin is too small to contain it.
I hooked up with a new friend tonight to play some guitar at his home. He’s a ..etc
…holy f~~~.
play some guitar
47 years now I’ve been playing guitar. A lifetime hacker but I’ve entertained many. xW hated when I played, even in another room. It was like it caused her pain. Music and joy were the devil to her. Now I keep a Showmaster (modern Strat) plugged in to a little Marshall that never gets put away.
‘Scuse me while I kiss the sky…
cruffy poodle like dog creature
Ugh those rat dogs are horrid beasts, it seems every t~~~ has one of those damn things as an accessory.
I’m freaked out cuz I see this really intelligent successful guy who has devoted his ENTIRE life and has given ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING to the wife and kids and now there is like nothing left for him but his little closet of a room and a couple guitars and amps and like 4 vinyl records, some books and the empty wine bottle (thanks to me).
Not sure where this guy lives, or if there is a prenup, or really any information to give a formal opinion… but if I was him I would liquidate everything I could under the radar, get all my affairs in order, and ghost. It seems he is in dire straits and a divorce would rape his ass so there is usually no other way out. Feel bad for the guy but the blue pill was strong with him to the point of no return.
Knowledge is power..... Don't waste your brain on bullshit

Anonymous0F~~~ that is scary! For a bit I thought I was reading from Fahrenheit 451. When you go to the part about her and the dog in front of the boob tube I thought of Montag’s wife with her friends over in front of their tele in the book.
How does the guy stay sane? Even his little space is invaded by her trash. Wyminz suck butt.
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