G’day Fella’s,
Been here a few weeks now reading away. This place kinda feels like home. There’s not much written here I can disagree with & quite frankly some of the tales make me realise what a lucky bastard I am.
I was born into a family that had 2 ‘black sheep’ , a couple of uncles that had their ‘game’ down to perfection.. This was the early 70s when the rot started to set in starting with womens lib. What would be more attractive to a braless bimbo than a guy that takes his 5 year old nephew out? Shopping centres, race tracks, speedway meetings,they took me everywhere. Even with dates to the drive in.. Ever wondered why there are seats near the snackbar? That time predates the old bumper sticker but I knew ‘if the van is rockin don’t bother knockin’
Fast forward nearly 20 years & I’m in my 20’s, life is good. fast cars fast women (strictly casual) & slow horses. Hey nothing is perfect right? I had a decent job with an even more profitable sideline.This went on for nearly 10 years.Watched my friends fall to the blue pill , many of which started giving me a hard time over my lifestyle choice. That is until they got traded in for a better deal..
Then the fatal mistake,I got careless & handed a female the equivilent of a loaded gun.I must’ve let her see something Following one of my regular ‘where is this relationship going what relationship? Goodbye’ moments. (funny how sex 3 times over a month is a relationship) the police came knocking.
Well needless to say the judge didn’t show much enthusiasm for my cultivation efforts & I got a compulsory state sponsored holiday. No I don’t blame her I already knew what spiteful creatures women are. All I will say about prison is I still haven’t heard a man say he is bored.
While inside my way of thinking began to change. Maybe I was bashed about the head & I don’t remember but I suspect it was the 16hrs a day of mainstream TV. That steady stream of blue pill culture blurting out from the idiot box. I’d been wrong in my attitude towards women,things were going to be different whe I got out. Yep you can cringe here,I swallowed a whole bottle of blue pills.
So I got out with a jail gym body & a head full of blue pill poison at an age where the women were all watching the wall fast approaching with their biologcal clock ticking… & we all know how they like a bad boy. Yep it ain’t gunna end well.
10 years 2 branch monkeys & a wife later. That’s 10 years of 2 jobs 14 hour days 6 days a week. No more fast car fast women & slow horses. I have a land whale, a work truck that I prey will start & the only horse I see is the workhorse I see when I look in the mirror.I get woken up at 1am for a well rehearsed argument.. Make that 3 branch monkeys hehe
Its been 4 years gone, I have my s~~~ together again. Operaton ghost is underway, my regional transfer has gone through. No I’m not a monk, I just opt for short term rental. I’m at the stage in life where I can’t afford any balloon (alimony) payments on a lease. Closest to a date I’ve had in 4 years is taking my housemate out to dinner.That was when it suited me & because while I’m comfortable with my own company eating out alone sucks..And yes that wore thin very fast,I think of it as a cheap refresher course 🙂
Like I said earlier I consider myself a lucky man,my mistakes were my own.For you guys who have lost access to your kids I feel for you. Life spared me that pain. I don’t hate nor am I bitter, to me these are emotions which are self destructive. Leave that s~~~ to the feminazis, white knights & blue pill brigade.
It’s great to be here guys,nice to find a place where you can state your opinion without being shouted down by the mindless mob. Stay strong & vigilent. There are more of us out there than most people realise
Cheers
Croc
Virgil 2 years, 9 months ago.
