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Hey guys, here’s my story.
I grew up in a h0use full of estrogen-three women including my mom, all older. My childhood was made up of trying to find something I was good at to escape my s~~~ty house where my dad would get roaring drunk whenever he would be around screaming and yelling at everybody. The rest of the time the three women were planning strategies about marriage, sex, getting cash, and the destruction of the men around them. I didn’t really know what it meant until I got older and starting running sound for bands and then going around the world. I was raised in a “destroy men” think tank.
The behavior of women I have run into the past 25 years has been unbelievable! For the first 20 years it was somewhat amusing watching them jockey for position to get into the band dressing rooms or giving me a bj at the sound booth or backstage. But mostly I was amazed at how they would immediately thrown their dates under the bus just to get a chance to upgrade their status with some famous guy, or even worse, to just punish the guy who brought them to a gig for who knows what by letting that sucker pay the ticket price, buy her drinks and swag, drive her there and then to watch her disappear with some excuse to suck some other guy’s dick. Great for awhile if you were me or the band, not so great for the poor chaps who spent their money and time and never figured out what was going on. Poor bastards.
The 80’s was an era that should return immediately! I remember one night when one girl in the crowd following me into the bathroom at the gig put coke up my nose and sucked me off on the spot and left with a smile on her face. Where have all those chicks gone? They are on the internet looking for a mark.
I managed to escape all the attempts by women to get me into the CONTRACT my whole life. No marriages, no kids, no alimony, no child support.
As all of my friends in bands and the biz got older and married, my place started being the go to excuse for when my married friends would need to go get a piece of ass. Panicky ass wives leaving endless messages all night on my answering machine wondering where the heck their husband was. Well, he’s out getting a piece of ass since you won’t give him one you idiot duh! I’ve always been happy to cover for my friends because the rules of the relationship war have always been in favor of whoever owns the vagina. It is true that if women didn’t have those, we wouldn’t have any use for them.
From the time I was doing sound for the very first band in high school it has been the same story: women are clueless. They rely on group behavior since they have no idea what they are doing. Their nature is to spend their entire lives being choosy to the point of their own failure. They do very little actual work. Contribute near nothing to business. F~~~ things up for all workplaces. Spend countless hours trying to figure out how to destroy other women. Take any b.s. story from any publication that has a more attractive version of a female being a spokesperson, and then proceed to repeat whatever that idiot said to the group to validate themselves. Pathetic. They lose, we lose. If you have a successful business with men, all it takes to destroy it is for one women to get hired. They start with seductive clothing. Then winks and invitations. Then if you don’t fall for it, a harassment lawsuit. If you do fall for it then they sense when you start to care, and f~~~ your boss to upgrade their status and then the company will start to fail. Assholes.
All was well in the 90’s in my world as the internet was born and guys like me had a field day. We could line up a great piece of ass weeks in advance of the tour hitting a certain city and by the time we got there all of us would have a great f~~~ lined up and we were set. It was awesome. Can’t believe that some guys are still falling for the fake online picts even to this day….we made sure we got full body shots of all of them and their friends so we were rarely disappointed. Party time never ended!
I don’t remember what day or year it was exactly but I made good friends with a guy 10 years older than me in a bar one night and we took a couple chicks back to his place. After sending them home in the morning, we went out to breakfast and he told me his story. Very smart guy, and liked an easy piece of ass as much as I did. For the next ten years, we were at one club that I would work at when I wasn’t on tour and he was a reg there. We managed to get so much pussy, he lost count. I didn’t really, because I was used to having to count things. It was a heyday that was incredible. It got so ridiculous that I would just pass any of them that was less than a 9 directly on to him since he wasn’t that picky hahahaha. Finally, the place we would hang out closed, he moved away, I moved as well. I learned much from that guy and still talk to him often as we have very similar views on things. I’ll be posting some of his wisdom and stories down the line.
The next chapter was the Facebook era. A complete nightmare for most of my musician friends. All of us needed to create profiles to keep work coming in and this made us an instant target for any psycho bitch who we f~~~ed on the road, sometimes decades earlier. Guys were melting the f~~~ down man. Horrible. I was one of the smarter ones. I saved all the photos, letters, emails, everything I could from all those bitches since I had learning something important: women do not want to pay their own bills. They do not accept responsibility for their actions. If they can keep a guy under a spell, they will do so as long as possible while spending all their own hours trying to figure out how to get a guy with higher status so they can out brag their friends, balloon to giant porker sizes, and then blame men for everything real or imaginary. They will stop at nothing…extortion, blackmail, anything to not have to cover their own shopping bills, medical bills, car payments, nights out, you name it. They are insane. So, facebook is for them to further extortion attempts and to provide them a henhouse full of billions of old expired vag owners to conspire and complain to while men go out and do the work.
I had to consult a lawyer to see what kind of s~~~ might be coming my way because of the crazy bitches coming out pretending they hadn’t been riding the c~~~ carousel for 20 years now sending me emails about how much they missed me and wanted to see me again. What a crock of s~~~. Whenever you can, make them give you cash for every time you visit. Doesn’t even matter if you are broke or not. Make them pay you. For every dollar you get, they have lied their sad ass into hundreds of thousands of dollars over time by just dangling the pussy, taking it away, and dangling it again, then suing men in court with made up stories when they can’t get more money out of us. F…..them. Older guys will know what I’m talking about on this.
Anyway, so far I’ve escaped any bulls~~~ from these old loser bitches because they have more to lose than I do at this point. The smarter ones remember those pictures that the band guys took of them and I’m happy to remind them of their letters they sent that go on and on and on showing their true nature as lunatics along with all the scanned photos of them sucking me and my friends off.
Now in the era of Femanazi, all of us are in danger. Near ALL of my male friends are screwed now. They are in unhappy marriages. They are getting old, sick, and broke from paying women’s bills and legally being forced to pay women’s bills. They are facing lawsuits for s~~~ they didn’t do, let alone think about. Who was it that said “its interesting that all the women claiming rape and date rape charges are so ugly we wouldn’t screw them anyway.” Wise. Marriage is a scam guys, don’t fall for it. Save your own life before you mess up and its too late. Women will say ANYTHING to not have to pay bills. Over time and when I have time, I’ll post more from my life and my friend’s life about what we’ve been put through and I hope it will be helpful to everyone here at MGTOW.
I’m currently rebuilding my business as the entertainment biz has largely been destroyed in the past ten years. Its ok though…one thing I know for sure: if you are a man, and you have plenty of money, there will be women young and old giving up the puss and trying to take your cash from you.
Welcome bud,
That was an entertaining read.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
That was EPIC. The Facebook paragraph was bang-on b~~~~ accurate too. I had to high-tail it out of there for similar reasons. F~~~ing chicks from grade school trying to get their claws in my life and peer into my business. Thanks for telling it. Made it sticky for a few days and hope others will enjoy it as much as we did.
If you keep doing what you've always done... you're gonna keep getting what you always got.Thanks KeyMaster. I could never make up anything crazier than the s~~~ that has happened to me in real life. Happy to be contributing here man.
Yes, welcome I too ditched FB and let me add I’m a fan of the 80’s as well when womin still gave half a s~~~ about how they looked.
Good words, ListenUp.
When I was 18 I started mixing sound for local cover bands and went on to become a professional sound engineer and occasional roadie for bigger acts up until I was about 26. Anyone who has been in the business will know I’m not bulls~~~ting when I say I got laid all the time… bartenders and waitstaff, hotel managers, bar and night club patrons, frat party girls, high school chicks at their own proms… it was easy and constant and I was only the sound guy.
This was all before social media and mobile phones so the only evidence you’d have that you got with some chick would be some photo booth shots or maybe a stain on a dress somewhere. Thank goodness for that! Our band would make the circuit and I’d have regular hookups in a half dozen different towns and you can imagine how that would go over if they could all be talking to each other online.
Anyway, the point is that as I got closer to 30, I saw age and miles catching up to the other guys in the industry… and babies. How I got to the age of 30 without knocking someone up I’ll never know (lol, maybe I didn’t?!) but I saw the future and it was fat, run down and paying someone else’s bills and so I got the f~~~ out.
Good for you that you got out without that kind of damage. I wouldn’t trade those days for another 30 years of youth but I damn sure wouldn’t want to be running around like that in today’s world.
Yeah no s~~~ Doc. You simply can’t behave the same way in today’s world because for some stupid reason the cities, counties, states, and federal governments have all decided that a vagina is worth more than even preserving the infrastructure of countries..wtf man. SMH. If I ever relocate, I’ll start my own city and call it Walked Away, California. Sure, vaginas are great for their 10 year useful lifespan. Then we get 60 years of female punishment from the owners. What a bunch of f~~~ing bulls~~~. No thanks.
Anonymous42Wow, the contrasting stories found on MGTOW is somewhat amazing. One can learn the quarks of his own heart by listening to other’s “practical life experience” (fill in the blanks).
I am a new MGTOW but have been a MGHOW for 2 + decades. I am sure glad I immediately smoked every cheating heart whore I ever ran into. Sure, I have been that sucker standing in the rain, but the next day I was always a black hole, the bitch was gone, tossed, lock stock and barrel! I can’t imagine kissing a girl with smegma lips and c~~~ breath! What’s a guy to do, be star-struck cause his date sucked-off the lead guitarist?
You are totally right, they’re suckers, they swallow the wrong pill every time, while their dates swallow something else.Wish I was the age I am now in the 80’s ! 🙁
Old: 80’s =best decade ever!
That was an amazing read,which brought smile and laughter altogether on my face countless times from start to finish. And although I am young enough to understand it fully,having never experienced those years,I most certainly have a small visual of what has been and what it is at this point.
Everlasting respect-stay strong,stay cool.
I didn’t enjoy the story. It appears to me you have a mission equal to the women in your house growing up had. I love and respect my wife endlessly and do not feel trapped by any contract. I am proud to challenge myself to provide for them and our relationship is definitely reciprocal. I wouldn’t be in it other wise. Cheers though.
Edit: Maybe I don’t belong here but I identify myself as a man going his own way without the need or desire to be single on my mission. I am a man going his own way simply by not letting any woman, man, or whatever else dictate how I live my life. I choose to dedicate my time to the women in my house (My wife and my daughter).
Choices can’t be made objectively while you’re still living in the matrix. What you feel is irrelevant. You and your wife signed a contract. You are trapped by that contract. That contract and the gynocentric judicial system that props it up will f~~~ you over when she leaves. You are providing resources to your wife. The “reciprocity” is really her hanging the threat of withholding sex from you when you run into difficulties providing resources. I would recommend hiring a hooker instead if you want it that bad. I would tend to agree that I don’t think you belong here and that you are not a MGTOW. The line for being a MGTOW is drawn at marriage. If you are entering into a marriage contract, or are married and don’t see the problem with that, I don’t understand how you can call yourself a MGTOW. After that point the word MGTOW starts to become diluted and lose meaning. Cheers though.
I’m happy you’re haopy, Married Man… but I’m afraid this place isn’t going to be very conducive to maintaining your current mindset.
Let us know when things change because I think I can speak for everyone here that we’ll be waiting for the shoe to drop.
Let’s play a Game…
We have Four “MGTOWs”….Docfenderson, I’mNinjaJamesBitch, KeyMaster and…MarriedMan.
Which of these things are not like the other???
@MarriedMan said : “Maybe I don’t belong here…”
Ninja: now that is f~~~ing hilarious. Ninja top right for the win! hahahahaha
I am a true MGHOW, the majority of the male’s in this room are better suited at MRA, or something like a guy feminist. You don’t respect women. Coolies. I am here to stay so get used to it 🙂
I also respect your story, I just didn’t enjoy it and once again I am not trapped. I can get a divorce and all of the consequences are of informed consent. I am all powerful and have complete control of my destiny. My wife completely supports MGTOW. Your story is a terrible example of a true MGHOW.
I can objectify women and treat them like walking vaginas but I choose to look further. This is the last time I visit this particular “story” so talk all you want I don’t really care. Your life is void of true depth – which i’m sure measures a whopping 6 inches on a good day.
Edit: Read this again since you clearly forgot or are lost – <span style=”box-sizing: border-box; font-family: ‘Open Sans’, sans-serif; font-size: 21px; line-height: 29.3999996185303px;”>M.G.T.O.W – Men Going Their Own Way</span><span style=”font-family: ‘Open Sans’, sans-serif; font-size: 21px; line-height: 29.3999996185303px;”> is a statement of self-ownership, where the modern man preserves and protects his own sovereignty above all else. It is the manifestation of one word: </span><em style=”box-sizing: border-box; font-family: ‘Open Sans’, sans-serif; font-size: 21px; line-height: 29.3999996185303px;”>“No”<span style=”font-family: ‘Open Sans’, sans-serif; font-size: 21px; line-height: 29.3999996185303px;”>. Ejecting silly preconceptions and cultural definitions of what a “man” is. Looking to no one else for social cues. Refusing to bow, serve and kneel for the opportunity to be treated like a disposable utility. And, living according to his own best interests in a world which would rather he didn’t.</span>
I fit in just fine thank you.
I am having trouble getting the mission statement to paste properly but you get the idea. Or maybe not. Your loss.
Obvious troll, you’re way too obvious. I would recommend going here /womens-shelter/. All white knights and manginas get ejected from the site eventually though, so no worries if you’re too stubborn to take the initiative.
“I am here to stay so get used to it” Sorry buddy I don’t think so once Key Master get’s wind of the B.S. you’ve been spouting you’re out the door.
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