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You’re Either A Real Man Or You’re A Fucking Pussy: Which Are You?

You’re Either A Real Man Or You’re A Fucking Pussy: Which Are You?

If you came here looking for stupid PUA shit, you’ve made a wrong turn and ended up in the wrong neighbourhood, pal, and quite honestly, I’d break your jaw if I was there with you.

But, whether you can stay or not depends entirely upon you, and whether you deserve to or not.

First let me ask you something…

Do you want to be a fucking pussy, or a real man?

I won’t fuck about… seriously, which is it?

Because, quite honestly, if you are out there looking for ways to impress women, and are overly concerned with what they want, and how to fulfil their stupid needs, I’m already suspicious of, and disappointed in you. See, it’s that attitude that got men into the despicable spineless shape they’re in now, of course.

Women today are the most miserable they’ve ever been in history – yet they supposedly have it all. Everything they ever wanted: Adoring, caring and ‘sweet’ (read: bitch) husbands, independence, careers, equalities, respect, being part time (read: shit) mothers by choice. Yet, they are angry, hostile, and twisted. Course, the stupid bitches will never cop to it – but they are. They know it, and you know it.

Thank you feminism.

You see, for decades, hoards of stupid Madonna worshipping bitches rallied in the foolish belief that the grass was greener. That, for all intents and purposes, they’d be happier assuming the role of men. Well, they got their wish… and it worked out just fucking great, didn’t it?

Divorce rates soar. Relationships don’t last anymore. Everyone’s miserable. Women making shit men, and men, worryingly, making excellent women. (Fucking stupid cunts.)

So, what do women want, you ask again?

Listen closely now… the most important thing you can ever know is this: Fuck what women want.

That’s right. Simple as that.

Don’t you get it? Women don’t want you to think about what they want. Women want men who they can’t control. Men who are selfish, inconsiderate, unreliable, and give them tons of drama to cry to their little friendies about over a bottle of wine. And… occasionally… by accident or not… drip feed them a little joy.

These are the relationships which are the happiest, most emotional, passionate, healthiest, and last the longest. How so? Because that’s how it’s always been since time immemorial, obviously. And evolution doesn’t suddenly change just because a few angry dykes burn their bras and start calling rough sex rape.

Forget it – nothing has changed. You can’t fuck with the nature of things.

It doesn’t take a genius to see that only recently has everything gone completely boss eyed and nobody knows what the fuck they’re supposed to be doing or who they’re supposed to be anymore.

But why would women want all that kind of drama, you ask?

Because women are, by nature, idiots. No offence to them, they can’t help it. That’s just how they are. But, that’s how they are happiest, and how real men like them to be. Women being women. Men being men. Keep it simple.

Think about it. Never before in the history of mankind (we don’t say womankind) have things been so fucked up and twisted, and never has everyone been so miserable and confused because of this role/gender reversal experiment gone wrong.

Here’s a prime example…

Women now ride roughshod over men they couldn’t possibly respect or love (because they’re fucking pussies, that’s why), and men cry on their friends shoulders and write little mock suicide notes because they’ve had their heart broken and ‘just can’t take it anymore.’

What kind of fucked up, warped shit is that? Jesus Fucking Christ!

Well, I don’t know about you, but that kind of conduct makes me sick to the stomach – and should any real man.

And that’s what this site is all about…

It’s time men who are disgusted by the state their brethren are in, and, appalled by the way women now behave, stood up and countered this freak show by the only means possible: by the sheer and natural force of being a real man. Which, in this day and age, makes you fucking elite, son.

You can start by bookmarking this page – it’ll be the best thing you’ve ever done.

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