is this a metaphor for drugs????

haha, seems like if you switch “poosy” for beers or weed or whatever else, he’s talking about drugs…

he does seem to have that look that hard living will give ya…

in my personal life, I’m finding that I’m grinning when I krank a tube amp to era splitting volumes, hit an open e chord, then chugg out some riffs…

driving fast still feels good…

and I found myself laughing an hour into a bike ride…

…binging…

…on music…

no, not like a male feminist on cheezeburgers or a man-0-spherian on whiskey….

I prefer steaks and dark beers anyways…

So I just got the new Mastodon CD, and I don’t want to say it let me down, but… It seems to be shorter songs like the last album… Not the almost prog of Crack the Sky or the weird thrash tinge of the earlier stuff. I’ll be open minded and give it a few more listens…

And I got a CD by a band called Symphony X, a little obnoxious but really, really good guitar playing…

And I got an old Amorphis CD, and that just took me back to the old days…

But here’s the one that is blowing me away…

I’m much more liking the instrumental stuff than the “heavy” singers stuff…

This is fucking amazing…

I’ve read some articles about his collaboration with Jason Becker. Jason suffers from a disease that leaves him bed ridden but doesn’t affect his mental processes. He composes music by the movements of his eyes and Marty brought in another guitarist to nail his ideas on an acoustic.

Here is one of their legendary songs from back in the day…

…a PUA basically says “Game Ain’t Real”…

http://www.goodlookingloser.com/?view=entry&id=420

Now what he says is common sense to anyone who hasn’t been brainwashed by weirdoes like Roissy/Hearitste.

He basically says that guys who have an above number of sex partners look better than average and approach more women than average…

That’s all there is to it…

He also divides things up-most these guys aren’t doing thousands of “cold approaches.”

Anyone whose worked even a second in sales knows that referrals and answering warm leads is allot easier than making “cold calls.”

He mentions that most these guys are hooking up within a social circle or getting introduced to a new circle through pre-parties, clubs and after-parties.

He also mentions alcohol. Yup, alcohol…

He never says “game ain’t real” but acknowledges that most guys who clean up wouldn’t even know “game” as it is described within the man-0-sphere…

“Rules For Dating My Daughter”

so by now, many of you have seen that creepy feminist father and his stinky shirt

…well, if your one of those weirdoes who dares ask what about a man’s rules/boundries…

…just remember, penis owners aren’t allowed that luxury…

look at the draft/selective service…

…think of all the filthy bastard men who were forced into wars they didn’t start..

…but of course, you kyriarchical misogynist, the real crime is that womyn weren’t allowed on the battlefield to die/murder alongside men because, donchya know, benevolent sexizm…

Her Body, Her choice, you Kyriarchical, Oppressive Piece of Shit!!!!

“Women have always been the primary victims of war. Women lose their husbands, their fathers, their sons in combat. Women often have to flee from the only homes they have every known. Women are often the refugees from conflict and sometimes, more frequently in today’s warfare, victims. Women are often left with the responsibility, alone, of raising the children.”

Quoted, the first Womyn President of the United States. Well, technically she wasn’t the President but who do you think was running the country while Billy Boy was getting lil’ Willie polished…

But goddamnit, donchya know she was right on. Dude if a hammer breaks, do you mourn the hammer’s “feelings?” A tool is only as valuable as it’s utility and a broken tool ain’t worth shit. You should feel bad for the owner of such a tool for she is so inconvenienced without this tool…

Her Body, Her Choice…

Your Body, the governments choice, and feminisms, but not yours you misogynist, useless piece of shit…

Remeber it ain’t over till the fat lady sings, er, Monica spits, er, Matt Forney queefs…

Do I even have to borrow the flashing SARCASM button from the fatuous Manbigots buffoon at this point???

Happy fathers day motherfuckers…

I don’t have a good relationship with my father, I won’t be calling him or sending a gift…

I remember when I was a little kid watching my parents slap each other around-mutually combative, not a man kyriarchically oppressing womyn kind as every feminazi tells you how it happens…

They got divorced, which was probably a good thing…

But that just meant my mean, 2nd wave feminist mom focused her hatred of men on me…

It has given me a mistrust of women-technically speaking that makes me a misogynist. Yes, just mistrusting women makes you a misogynist, look it up in the dictionary. This mistrust has served me well…

Unlike the man-0-sphere, I don’t like the company of other men. Most men will gladly throw a lower status man under the bus (or send him off to war) for just a sniff of vagina. Look at that Elliot Rodgers piece of shit. The lame stream media focuses on the “misogyny.” But the death toll is more men dead. He had the same racist, or is that race realist views as a dickhead like Roosh and also a misandrist feminist Amanda Marcotte. Even though he was a half breed like me, he probably figured that being on the white supremacist bandwagon would give him higher status. Maybe he would’ve hit up GL Piggy and Jack Don-0-van for some gay sex had he not thrown his temper tantrum–what kind of guy drives a bimmer anyways? At the end of the day, he hated other men especially low status non white men who managed to get pussy. Just like every other garden variety male feminist and PUA out there…

Growing up I wasn’t close to other guys. I didn’t like sports. I liked video games. Then I stumbled onto thrash metal and, uh, beer… It’s funny when I heard a bunch of man-0-sphere crybabies talk about the evils of pornography. I woulda probably gotten in way less trouble if I was a teetolling wanker. I woulda been closer to being a “good man.” It would’ve hella helped my guitar playing, it woulda given me a faster right hand than James Hetfield or Dave Mustaine. And it would’ve kept me worshiping pussy… Well, unless, you consider the fact that modern porno has so much cock in it. Haha, maybe it’s a feminist conspiracy to slowly make straight men gay. I remember I made a similar joke while buzzed at one of those parties I invited myself to back in the day. Y’know the kind of parties you go to when your not of legal drinking age but you go to drink not to socialize. The joke was this, “Dude, if I was a fag, and I had room mates, I’d have a stack of Hustlers. Cause goddamnit, that shit has so much dick, but you could claim you just looked at the pussy, when you really were looking at the dick, and no one would know.” One or two of the girls laughed. One or two of the guys looked really uncomfortable-sorry for revealing your secrets man.

Yeah, I never understood that “male friendship” thing. Really the only other male I got on well with was my dog. But then my father didn’t show me the “secret handshake” to being accepted by other men. He never tossed a baseball with me. He never told me about women. Well, he told me what an evil woman my mom was, but that was it. I had to beg him to show me how to shave. He could criticize me all fucking day about how shitty my grades were or, when I was older, how little goddamned money I earned. Yep, a constant barrage about what a piece of shit I was but never a word of encouragement. He’d probably fit in well with those condescending fuckers at AVfM.

Anyways, Pops, here’s a song for ya: