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So I’m married. I won’t go into the details. Its hit or miss. But I’ll share something I do that might amuse you all.
My wife likes rock hunting. There’s a bit of money in it, if you’re willing to hit hard terrain and get your hands dirty. What she doesn’t like is carrying rocks.
I’m an active guy. I exercise sometimes 7 days a week. So one or two times a week, I’ll take her out to an abandoned quarry, or off in the mountains, and we’ll dig around. Sometimes we’ll cover 10 miles or more. Most of the time we come back with 60 pounds or more of rocks, in a single bag, on my back. She LOVES it. I can tell she LOVES me and only me carrying 60 pounds of rocks around all day like a pack mule for her. On my end, 10 miles carrying that much weight, in terrain totals 1500 calories or more burned, I’m outside, it keeps me fit for my job. It works.
It gets me blowjobs. Its hilarious. Interaction between the sexes…distilled to its purest, silliest form. A couple days ago she looked at me, sweat and dirt dripping off my brow, and she said “I’m so in love with you right now.” Its good to know what love means to a woman.
Blunt to my lips.
Gun on my hip.
rocks in my pack.
pocket full of chips.))
proud carrier of the 'why?' chromosome
So I’m married. I won’t go into the details. Its hit or miss. But I’ll share something I do that might amuse you all. My wife likes rock hunting. There’s a bit of money in it, if you’re willing to hit hard terrain and get your hands dirty. What she doesn’t like is carrying rocks. I’m an active guy. I exercise sometimes 7 days a week. So one or two times a week, I’ll take her out to an abandoned quarry, or off in the mountains, and we’ll dig around. Sometimes we’ll cover 10 miles or more. Most of the time we come back with 60 pounds or more of rocks, in a single bag, on my back. She LOVES it. I can tell she LOVES me and only me carrying 60 pounds of rocks around all day like a pack mule for her. On my end, 10 miles carrying that much weight, in terrain totals 1500 calories or more burned, I’m outside, it keeps me fit for my job. It works. It gets me blowjobs. Its hilarious. Interaction between the sexes…distilled to its purest, silliest form. A couple days ago she looked at me, sweat and dirt dripping off my brow, and she said “I’m so in love with you right now.” Its good to know what love means to a woman.
Uh Why are you here? Am I missing something?
Never lose sight of what brought you here.
I do some mountain biking, beekeeping and lots of wild ginseng and mushroom hunting. Other than the biking part, I’ve never met any women that like the other things – which often include lots of muddy hiking – in over two decades.
monkey – you can click around on my profile a bit for background. this forum area is ‘blue-pill hell’…
sjur – i grew up in michigan, partly urban, partly back-woods. wife from a similar upbringing. plus, once she figured out some of the rocks have gemstones embedded in them, she saw $$ and got hooked.
Let me get this straight. Your wife likes pretty rocks, so she takes you along to find them, and you graciously agree to carry 60 pounds of them back home or wherever she wants them. From what I gather, this is her hobby, not yours, and you participate so as to receive her mouth on your dick for 2 minutes. Maybe it’s just me, but if I’m carrying 60 pounds of rocks for ten miles, it better be MY hobby, or I’m in a Japanese prison camp. Not amused.
Let’s sum this up:
- got married
- wife is LITERALLY a gold-digger
- beta provider plays Sherpa & struts for her
- instead of paying for strutting for fat people in a gym
- gets paid in sex
That’s nice damage control IMO.
This is the honey trap (money trap) part of the deal I’m afraid.
Try suggesting you get an ATV or quad bike for the deal. See how far that gets you.
Hell you’re gonna need one for when you burst a disc or trap a nerve anyway.
It seems lovely … I admit that … but I’ve learned to ask the ‘what if’ questions.
What if you injure you back? End up in a wheelchair? Go blind? Etc.
What happens when her pack mule can no longer function for her purpose?
What happens when she is asked to carry the load?
I’m happy for you … I really am …. but … WHAT IF?
I love to throw rocks into ponds and lagoons! I’ll just wear myself out until the sun goes down.
(Mandatory dig: You’re married. Therefore, I’m more MGHOW than thou.) I can not share my brothers’ disapproval of your strategy. Besides keeping yourself fit, you are fending off the disaster of a divorce. You are making the best of the situation you are in, which I judge to be wise.
The rock thing reminds me of a classic scene in an old movie, The Long, Long Trailer. When their car breaks down, Ricky investigates and discovers Lucy had filled their trailer with rocks!
BTW, my last LTR had me follow her around toting her purchases, so I’ve been there.
Society asks MGTOWs: Why are you not making more tax-slaves?
@sjur where are you? Wild ginseng?
"If pussy was a stock it would be plummeting right now because you've flooded the market with it. You're giving it away too easy." - Dave Chapelle
Yeah, I’m on vacation now, though. She wanted to go out to the quarry today. I told her no, that I would only do that on weekends. She’s spouted off something nasty and is currently in the kitchen, pouting.
Not doing that more than twice a week. We’ll see what her end game is. She’s given up on asking me for things to make her feel better. Got tired of me calling her a prostitute years ago. But she sometimes still asks for actions to make her feel better. It’ll be something big at first. Then when I refuse, she’ll pout some more, and ask for something smaller. The longer I hold out, the more trivial the make up action will be. Maybe sometime tonight she’ll ask me to bring her a roll of toilet paper while she sits on the s~~~ter…and then when I bring it, she’ll be satisfied that she broke me.
You get good at close quarters emotional fighting in a marriage. Its like I have a teenage daughter. She told me a couple days ago that “Boys don’t have emotions.” I told her “Yes we do. We have all the same emotions you do. The difference is, we have to control them. With boys its called growing up. Girls never have to grow up.” Pretty sure I was paraphrasing a YouTube video on that one. Look on her face was priceless though.
She’s crumbling. She wanted me to take her out for breakfast, five minutes ago. Now she just wants to go to the movies with me this afternoon, but doesn’t want to see what I was planning to see. Just told her the show times for other movies and told her to have fun by herself (that’s code for she’d have to pay for it herself out of her allowance). More pouting.
Wild ginseng?
here in upper midwest lots of guys used to hike & hunt wild ginseng
wild ginseng grows naturally and is harvested from wherever found
sometimes near dead logs or rocks on gently sloping shady sidehills
it is relatively rare these days, lightly wooded areas with good drainage
I look for about 3/4 shade and fairly loose soil w/o too much clay
in fall the usually five leaves turn from green to fairly bright yellow
… when you see one in the wild it’s quite exciting at first glance 🙂 😀
believe a few guys might have yt-videos on searching-finding wild type
much higher premium for the wild version vs that grown controlled
around here they require license to sell to commercial buyers.. 4tax$$Why don’t you give her a bullwhip, so she can whip your ass when you tire. I heard that gives some extra strength, since it pushes you to the brink of exhaustion.
I toted a 60lb pack in the army for money, damn sure ain’t doing it for no bitch just for a quick nut, I don’t care if its bloody Princess Diana returned from the dead."The wounds of honor are self inflicted"
Its good exercise. I’d be jogging on a golf course with a 50 lbs weight vest on otherwise, so its same/same for me. But yeah, its some pretty telling s~~~. She has zero empathy for me carrying that pack. Its psychopathic. She actually enjoys watching me suffer ‘for her.’ And I’m supposed to be the love of her life. And you know what, in her mind, I very well may be. And my carrying rocks around for her is proof of it in her mind. It just goes to show how radically different the definition of love is for women. I’d never wish suffering on anyone I care about. But women thrive on it. Its sick.
IMO I would not do all that just for a blowjob. But if you enjoy doing all that work in order to do so…to each their own… Not to mention the other stuff outside of rock collecting she probably makes you do. I’d like to see an experiment where you don’t do any rock collecting with her and see her true colors. Eventually you two will grow old that rock collecting will not be as frequent. Then she will have no use for you which equates to no more blowjobs.
Anyways, thanks for the story. I thought it was pretty funny!
"Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it"
(Mandatory dig: You’re married. Therefore, I’m more MGHOW than thou.) I can not share my brothers’ disapproval of your strategy. Besides keeping yourself fit, you are fending off the disaster of a divorce. You are making the best of the situation you are in, which I judge to be wise.
This. While it is rare to find a married MGTOW they are out there lol. But yeah it is good that he gets exercise from this and is fending off a divorce. However I do agree some what if questions should be brought up and see how she acts.
But he is right though. This is action between the sexes in its most distilled and purest form when you think about. The difference is thousands of years ago if a man told his woman to carry some of the rocks and deal with it she couldn’t go file for divorce and get half his stuff lol.
Not really MGTOW advice, but if you’re going resent her because she wants you to care rocks for her, then don’t do it. You shouldn’t compromise, because it leads to resentment. She should do BJs as payment either, if it’s going cause resent me. Do things together that you both enjoy doing, that make you both happy. None of this tit for tat crap. If you get no pleasure out of the rock excursions with her, then don’t do it. Find something else to do together. If she doesn’t want to give BJs (probably does want to) and doesn’t get joy out of seeing you happy, then she shouldn’t do that either.
You may think you’re scoring points, but look at the scoreboard. Is either of you winning?
Ok. Then do it.
"It seems like there's times a body gets struck down so low, there ain't a power on earth that can ever bring him up again. Seems like something inside dies so he don't even want to get up again. But he does."
Carrying ROCKS around your back in order to “please” a woman: talk about dead WEIGHT!
Perhaps Im the only one, but the entire notion of this barbaric dareinian philosophy is f~~~ing absurd! Oh yes, allow ME to “hunt, kill, feed, and protect you”.
F~~~ing NONSENSE! We arent the evolutionary off spring of monkeys. I NEVER percieve my relationship with ANY women as a physical “protecter or provider”.
No. I am not a cave man descendant from monkeys. And IF I were, then the females role and ambition should be equally tantount to such a position: cook, clean, suck my dick and reward me in SPADES (sexually) for all of my conquests.
I never think of myself in terms of some evolved “monkey”. Man possesses rationality, which is the distingshing charachter from animals.
Resident cynic.
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