I won’t even start this column with “I hate to say I told you so”, because I don’t.
I don’t hate it at all. Other people might hate it. Envious bitches in the back row sure hate it. Me?
Oh, no baby. I love it.
Bitchfaces, and you looking ass lookers who hang around the glass enclosure, do you remember when I came here and talked about Denise O’Neill? Our SW Florida girl with the gross ass incel, snake handling neighbor who murdered her and dumped her in the canal, right before taking her debit card for him and his little bitch ass homies to go to the Waffle House?
French toast? At a time like this? Who would do some shit like that?
Incels, that’s who.
As an attractive woman, who has been an attractive woman all her life since her chubby feet hit the floor, what are my thoughts on incels?
That’s right, class. We used to be able to ignore these little zit faced pieces of shit, but that’s outside of the realm of possibility now. And why is that?
They’ve started to draw the correlations between mass shootings and anti-feminist speech and, what the fuck? I never would have guessed!, incel and red-pill ideology. You know, like I did somewhere two or three years ago.
Now, this is a time when I miss Brian more than ever, because he did the deep dives on this shit. I can’t hang out in those forums, because I just end up drawing the little fuckers a detailed map and letting them know I’ll be waiting on the porch with a pistol and a pitbull. I don’t have the goddam patience.
If you were here in the time of BMan, you know he had the patience of a fucking saint. And not Pete’s bitch ass either.
Alas, I digress. That’s enough missing Brian for today.
Now, as I was saying, correlation, however, more like Venn diagram is just some circles laying on top of each other, basically.
Really, it’s common sense. You have a group of people who feel that, no matter how gross and uneducated, lazy and stupid, they may be, people should worship the fucking ground they walk upon. I’ve had the ground I walk upon worshipped, and allow me to state for the record, that ain’t how you get it, sir. And put on some goddam slacks, gym shorts are called gym shorts for a fucking reason.
This most recent (at press time) Texas shooter was evidently working to be Incel of the Month, and his online moronic ravings certainly attest to it. Quite frankly, I would love to run into a few of these dumb fucks, because I can assure you, the first bitch who steps up and calls me “three holes and two tits” is finna get the fucking floor mopped up with his ass.
You better believe that. Bitch.
Of course these clowns think they can take their completely unreasonable rage out on the public at large. Because they feel society as a whole owes them something. They were born with a dick, no matter how microscopic, and now that makes them deserving of golden streets and blah fucking blah.
Bitch, you better go talk to Odin with that shit, because Valhalla could be so much closer than you think if you get at the right woman with that fuckery.
*raises hand*
It’s me. I’m the right woman. I’m 100% with it.
I didn’t give a fuck about the incel bullshit then, I give even less of a fuck now. I’ll say what I’ve always said, which is if you’re still single, that’s on you. I could have any number of fucking morons who think they really could last a day in a relationship with me, but I take pity on the public at large these days.
Soft in my old age, I guess.
It’s not that they can’t have a happy partnership. It’s that no conventionally attractive women want a partnership with them, because they’re not conventionally attractive. They’re 2’s who think they should be with 9’s, but forgot that whole loading the ark by 2’s thing.
Honey, you get with your like kind and you have a fucking seat. Step out of pocket, and you can disembark right here. We don’t care. Good luck with that breaststroke.
I will say this. If you’ve got kids, check their online presence. This shit is a serious toxin. I know when I hear a dude say female instead of woman we have a fucking problem. That’s the one I’m keeping my eye on. Y’all should too.
It’s not harmless. Hell, they used to threaten BMan, and he was not the sized dude you really wanted to be fucking around with. Good thing I’m the violent one, because heads should have rolled back then. Maybe this shit wouldn’t have picked up so much steam.
Mind your people, and take care of yourselves. If you hear one of their magic buzzwords, watch your six. And if it’s one of your kids, straighten his ass. This shit ain’t healthy. You know Aunt Meow loves the kids, but damn.
Sometimes, you gotta snatch that kid the fuck up. Preferably before they can get an automatic weapon.
Love-Q