Ronery

It’s self imposed when I really stop to think about it. I went too hard for too long. I was in a holding pattern for a while. Two plates, one every other day. They live in different towns than I do. Suits me just fine. I gotta get outta this po-dunk or else my sanity suffers. I would bang the single mom during the week, then on the weekend I would drive to the college town and empty my load in the squas mouth. We would do fuck tons of cocaine and molly then fuck for like 3 hours.

That worked great for me… For a while. It got old banging 6s. I’m Grody dammit! I’ve banged 9s before. I started on a night game blitz. It really didn’t take long. I hear so much about putting in the numbers but I don’t really buy into that crap. If I go out with the honest to god intention of cutting another notch in my bedpost, it’s almost a guarantee that I’ll get laid. I banged the 9, then the 8 (who’s only an 8 because she has no tits.) Being a good looking guy has its advantages.

Now several factors have simultaneously descended on me to hamper my womanizing. First off my truck. It’s got 208 thousand miles on it as of this writing. Several minor issues make me uncomfortable taking it a few hundred miles. My BMW runs, but not well. I also have neglecting getting it registered. These vehicles need money, and I’ve been steadfast in a savings plan that is probably far too aggressive for ranch hand wages. Secondly, after banging the hotter chicks, I don’t really feel like going back to my regulars. Oh sure I can still get pleasure from sex with them, but it’s just not the same as banging a woman that’s close to my SMV. Third… I kinda fell for the Asian girl. She’s gone of course. Foreigner after all… Perhaps xsplat is right and only time will get rid of these desperate feelings. It took me a good few months to get over the red headed chick. Either way, no matter how much my balls ache at the moment, the idea of fucking anyone else is just not that appealing to me.

So here I’m stuck. Again. No matter how much I love the game, my ranch takes priority, and November is a busy month. Gotta get those calves to market. Gotta keep the lights on.

Short post. But I guess the moral of the story is that everyone has highs and lows. The game will chew up and spit out lesser men. That’s why most of the ding-dongs you see on a daily basis won’t bother with it. They’ll do anything to avoid discomfort.

Embrace the suck. Keep your head up.

Time will pass.

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100% BLACK Angus (On Marketing Bullshit)

Im sure you’ve seen the signs. In your ignorant mind, you interpret them to mean that you’re getting the highest quality beef money can buy. The word ignorant has gotten a pretty negative connotation. Its used as an insult, when literally, it just means that you dont know something. Go on. Tell me. What does 100% black angus mean? Its the best right? Isn’t it a breed of cow? Why would they be boasting about it if it wasn’t good?

Thats a pretty sound line of reasoning actually. But let me get you thinking about it for a moment.

How many breeds of cow can you actually name? Not many huh. So when you put stock in these marketing tactics, with what are you actually comparing this burger you’re buying?

Lets face it. They duped you again.

Now Im no geneticist, but I have been doing this shit for about 7 years total now. The only advantage to pushing for 100% black angus is standardization. The size of the Angus is convenient for shipping. They are also hardy, resilient, and deal with cold weather pretty well. They are not however the tastiest cow. Im willing to bet a thousand dollars dear reader, that if given the pepsi challenge between an Angus steak and any other type of beef, you would not be able to tell any difference.

In fact, there are a lot of disadvantages to raising the Angus. At least on my end. They’re irritable. Not as smart or calm as the Hereford either. Just the other day while pregnancy testing the two year olds, my coworker took a kick directly to the chest. He thinks his rib is broken. I could go on all day with these kinds of stories about the gigantic pain in the ass these Angus cows are. Our cattle are starting to get a reputation in this valley for being mean too. Back when we had about 25%-50% Hereford genetic mix in our herd, they were much easier to deal with. This Hybrid mix is probably what I would prefer to run if I became boss tomorrow. It would be the best of both breeds without the disadvantages of either. The Hereford cows don’t get worked up as easy. They take their time and look around for the openings instead of crashing through fences and corrals all the time. The Angus brings its winter toughness into the mix.

BUT NO!

I have to deal with 100% BLACK Angus. Why? Cause thats what advertising has convinced everyone is the best. Thats what buyers pay top dollar for.

That and 100% Grass Fed. Jesus. People will swallow anything. Even 100% Grass Fed beef. Leathery, dry, nasty. Gimme a break people. Fat carries flavour. You want grain fed cattle. They taste better. Animal fat has even been proven to be extremely beneficial to your health.

Oh right, they will say that GMO corn is the reason to go for grass fed. But let me ask you this. How much of that laboratory altered genetic material (if it was even altered in the first place) is left once the cow turns it into beef and shit? Again, Im not a scientist, so correct me if im wrong, but I dont think you have to worry about toxic genetic contamination once the cow is done digesting it.

And if you are?

Then I think you need more things to fill out your day.

My Best Impression Of The Alt-Right

Ive been reading Alt-right news sites lately. You know, they are really chocked full of useful information. All the authors use so many words… and gosh. Im just so impressed. So without further ado, let me give you my best crack at writing an Alt-Right article.

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Nya! (nya nya nya nya nya!)

My father rolled down the window of his old-man-gold Honda CRV.

“Whats going on over there? Is there a bear?”

There was in fact. A black bear sow and her cub. Climbed up a tree and profoundly wishing that they hadn’t been spotted by tourists. We were of course in Yellowstone National park. We pulled over on the side of the road. There was no room, but we did it anyways; just like everyone else. The Italian tourist jumped out of the car to get his pictures. He had been waiting for this moment for months. The final crescendo to his Montana vacation. He even got a bear paw tattoo on his left shoulder. His first tattoo. Dork.

We stayed in the car and waited while buttmunches honked their horns. Didn’t we know that they wanted to get somewhere? What the fuck was our problem for stopping for a man who had literally flown around the world, and permanently marked his skin, just for the fleeting hope of seeing this creature?

Eventually we made it out of the park. We saw the geyser. We saw the Elk, Big horned sheep, Goats, Grizzly (at an extreme distance), and bacteria infested hotpots. But as our Yellowstone adventure neared its end…

I was looking for a different type of wildlife…

We missed our dinner reservations at the hot springs. So we hung out in Gardiner, the town immediately north of the park. It had been a long day so we decided to get coffee.

My player senses tingled… There she was making our drinks. Asian. Chinese if I had to guess. It really is all in the eyes. Her eyes read her soul clearer than any words. Bored. Frustrated. Horny…

Luckily there were some seats at the end of the counter. Ive found out by writing this shit down that I run my best game when I’m parked on my rear end. Probably something to do with the fact that if I’m sitting it puts me into the state of non-neediness and outcome independence. Because hey. You go wherever you want. Ill be here. Comfortable as fuck.

“You look bored.”

That was my opener. Nothing really, but she wholeheartedly agreed. There really isn’t much more to write down. Its the worst example of non-game I can think of. I literally didn’t say anything clever, emotional, or creative in any way. All I did was talk to her about her work program, shitty coworkers, and how she had no friends in town. I got her Facebook profile, since she didn’t have a number being Taiwanese and all, and sent her the message- “We should hang out sometime”

She messaged me a few times and invited me over to “”watch movies”” the next night.

Holy fuck.

I seriously didn’t do shit, but I wasn’t gonna look a gift horse in the mouth. Especially when this girl is at least an 8. (trying to be conservative with my rankings here)

Three hours of driving to my parents place where my truck was, doing chores all day, and three hours of driving back to Gardiner. I hadn’t eaten since lunch. I stopped at a gas station to get an energy drink just to make it to town.

My seduction went flawlessly. Its getting pretty easy for me these days. I think Ive finally got the hang of it. I used to idolize these guys that banged hot women all the time. Some I still do in some ways… But when I started out I never thought it would get this easy for ME.

Right. Into the bedroom. Condom equipped.

One thrust.

Two thrust.

Oh god no!

NOT YET! 

OOOOHHHH SHHHIIIIIT!

I came. Then after that a reserve of cum bubbled up.

My reserves were gone too.

By the time I changed condoms I was completely limp… And I could tell I was gonna stay that way. I spent an awkward night not explaining anything to her. She was sorely disappointed. There was nothing to say. I left unceremoniously at 5 in the morning and drove home.

As I suffered through horrible sage allergies while riding the next day, the last night was all I could think about. To top it all off the cattle did. not. want. to. move… At all… In-between sneezing fits and runny eyes I resolved to get to the bottom of why this happened to me.

Thats why it offended me a little when a commenter on my last bang post questioned my truthfulness. This shit is motherfucking embarrassing man! Im trying to post shit that actually will help people.

So without further ado, the primary causes of PREMATURE EJACULATION are-

  1. Sky high blood sugar levels. – I hadn’t eaten for 6-8 hours, then had copious amounts of sugar in the form of that energy drink.
  2. A novel sexual experience. – Ive only ever had one other asian before, and guess what? Her pussy was extremely tight too.
  3. Constant sexual fantasizing. – Guilty as charged.
  4. Being tired. – I was dog tired by the time I got it in. Think about the cliche of the working husband orgasming… and immediately falling asleep.

I could have left it alone. But thats not much of a challenge is it? I had to go back and redeem myself. I sent her a message saying I fancied her (a little beta, but it worked) and said in a roundabout way that that shit usually doesn’t happen to me. Of course I got my second chance and preformed much better. She actually remarked about my stamina.

But one funny thing I noticed was at the heat of the moment she said. “No.”

I stopped.

“No?”

“Uhh… I mean yes?”

So I started again. After a while I realized she wasn’t saying no. She was saying Nya.

I have no idea what nya means, but I like it…

Nya.

Nya nya nya! Nya! Nya!

NYAAAAAAAA!!!

haha. Im still fucking this one. Messing with her head in a big way. She probably hasn’t met many men with GAME.

I’ll keep you posted.

 

Working On Logistics

Fuck it. This is a game blog. Wanna know why?

+3 thats why.

Ive realized my game is pretty fucking good. Its just my logistics that suck ballz. Now I love my job, and I think my future is pretty fucking bright here. So moving is off the table for me.

BUT…

I have been doing things to mitigate my severe disadvantage. I just bought an old BMW that gets much better fuel milage than my pickup. Once I get er spruced up a bit that will help with the fuel costs of getting to a college town. Ive also been looking at trailers…

Yes trailer houses…

If I can get a dilapidated POS for around $3,500, I’m pretty sure I could get a roommate (female perhaps?) to take care of lot rent and electricity. Im not trying to make money with this shit… Im just trying to fuck college chicks. Besides, theres nothing that says I couldn’t keep it nice. Nothing that says I can’t keep my vehicles nice. Nothing that says I couldn’t convince my (newly) millionaire father to make a guest house so I can run game in a completely new town. In fact, I think he’s talked about an add on. Nothing that says I can’t buy an old camper and learn how to pull chicks back to that…

The truth of the matter is… I don’t really have that many hobbies. I like having sex with chicks. Preferably hot ones. There nothing wrong with going all in with my PUA practice. Im probably in the .05% of men who actually practices seduction. It seems like nobody does this shit. Its original. Ive had more fun since I actively started trying to sleep with girls than I ever had in the past. Besides, someday I would like to start a family. I can’t afford to not know how to deal with women. Its imperative for my future…

hehe…

Or something like that.

Grody Adventures In MGTOW Land

Big, black, cowboy hat. With the horse hair hatband. That oughta get their fuckin attention. Nothing like a little bit of good ol’ fashioned peacocking. Gotta pump up the guns too. Just biceps. Nothing too strenuous. Alright. Lets go run game. Lets do some fucking approaches. A lot of MGTOWs don’t like to practice pickup, but Im so fucking MGTOW I don’t really give a shit about their opinion.

The bars are dead. WTF. There is one thats busier than the rest so I sit down at the end of the bar and order a Moscow Mule. Gotta acclimate. Don’t wanna go approaching until the change in altitude wears off. A lot of pickup coaches recommend staying dead sober to run game, but again, Im a MGTOW… You can see where Im going with this.

Said something completely inane to the guy next to me about whats going on on the TV. He agrees, then gets up and leaves. Glad we’re all MGTOW here. Nice. Social momentum.

The first Moscow Mule goes down smooth, so I order another one. Now is the time to start eye fucking some bitches. No bitch is safe from my eye fucking. Thats me, the fuckin weirdo at the end of the bar eye fucking your girl. Cause I’m a MGTOW.

Two bitches are loving it. They come up right beside me to order their drinks. Now a lot of PUAs would have said something to them then. But since I go my own way, I just let them order without my incessant chatter. Once she orders the brunette with wavy hair turns around. To face me. Obviously presenting herself to me.

She’s a 9. Fuckin babe. Skintight white skirt with black frilly top that opens on the sides so you can see her Victorias Secret frilly little bra. She had a cute little nose that makes an upturn like cindy-loo-hoo. Dark tan, brown eyes, tight body, long legs, and little bee-sting size B titties. She has turned her back to the bar to present herself to me. I searched my MGTOW mind for something profound to say.

“Hows it going?”

Establish rapport. Break rapport. Rapport with her friend making it seem like there is more potential emotional connection with her friend. Dodge her “are you a player?” question like a fuckin ninja. A fuckin MGTOW ninja… Rapport with her guy friend that she invited to the bar. Bro down. Run game like a boss.

“Am I going to get to see your penis tonight?”

Slam dunk. MGTOW style.

Back to basics. Become group leader. Venue change… Has to be higher energy. Go to dancing pop music bar. Its packed. Take a piss. MGTOW piss. Show off my moves. Let black dudes and Arab dudes try to grind on my bitches. Maybe they have game… I seriously doubt it.

Go to back porch to smoke. See AFC. Bum a cigarette from AFC. Listen to AFC bitch about how lame he is. Give game advice in what I know is a futile attempt to give AFC a complete paradigm shift. One of my bitches comes to me. The one who didn’t ask to see my penis. I throw my arm around her and pull her to me. I make her share with me the cigarette I bummed from the AFC. Other bitch comes out.

Venue change. Invite the AFC to come with us. Im a man going his own way, but if other men wanna come too… Well thats just peachy. Hear AFC compliment my bitch like a total chode.

“Like this girl… She’s fucking gorgeous…”

“Who Kate? Yea… She’s alright…”

Kate runs to me. Dripping wet with total indignance. Pull in Kate for the kiss close. Right in front of AFC. MGTOW style.

Next venue has bomb ass live music. Some little jewish mastermind has enlisted two blacks for their soul power to make a three piece Techno/Bongo/Jazz infusion that brought down the house. Grind on both my bitches till the bar shuts down. Tell the bitches to ride with me. The authorities in pretty much every town I’ve ever been to frown on drunk driving… But what Can I say? Im Pretty MGTOW.

Big couch. Great sex. She sucked dick like she loved it on a romantic level. I wonder if she’s ever sucked MGTOW dick before? She made me go get the condoms out of my pickup. Smart girl… Could she be a WGTOW? Get her number. Leave. (thats what the “G” stands for in MGTOW by the way.)

Go to gas station like a boss ass MGTOW to get a Powerade and a MGTOW bagel.

Turn key to my truck like a MGTOW.

“Click.”

“Click.”

“Click.”

Guess my truck decided to go TGTOW.

Spend the night at gas station and all day Sunday getting my truck towed and my starter replaced. Its all good though…

You wanna know why?

MGTOW.

 

The Great Ketogenic Crusade

In this post, I will be outlining what I learned from being in ketosis for 6 weeks.

What is ketosis?

Its a metabolic state your body adopts in order to survive a famine of carbohydrates. The fat you eat is transformed while you sleep, into ketone bodies. These ketone bodies act as a substitute for carbohydrates.

Why enter into ketosis?

There are many reasons, If you were born with acute childhood epilepsy, a ketogenic diet helps to manage seizures. Im assuming that you’re healthy though, so the long and short of it is; to lose weight. With keto, its possible to lose fat quickly without losing muscle mass. Don’t ask me why, I’m not a scientist. All I can do is give you the account of what I experienced, and indeed, I lost fat without losing muscle. I went to the supplement store at the beginning and end of my 6 weeks to find that my fat percentage went down (by 3%), while my muscle percentage remained constant. Maybe fat loss isn’t even your main goal. The foods you will eat on keto are all going to be extremely clean. No preservatives, no artificial chemicals. This is simply due to the fact that most of the artificial shit we eat is added to carbohydrates. In fact, while in a state of deep ketosis, you can actually eat less while having more energy. A little goes a long way when you aren’t dealing with glycogen bloating that accompanies high carb diets. All very good reasons to give the ketogenic diet a try. This diet isn’t without its drawbacks, but Ill get to those in a minute.

What can I eat on keto?

Fats, meats, fat, leafy green vegetables, more fat, and non-carbohydrate supplements. The trick here is animal fat. Canola oil isn’t going to cut it. You want fats that are rich in medium and long-chain triglycerides. These long fat chains are actually what your body transforms into ketone bodies, which you will be using for fuel. Once you eat your healthy fats, you want to focus on protein. Moderate protein is recommended for the most weight loss because you can actually stall your progress if you eat too much meat. I, being a carnivore (with access to as much steak as I want) probably overdid it on the meat, but still lost significant amounts of weight. Leafy green veggies do contain carbohydrates, but the important thing to remember here is that the brain NEEDS carbs to function. So in addition to supplying your 30-50 grams of carbs that your brain absolutely must have, greens will provide you with vitamins and minerals, along with fiber. Fiber is vital if you want to take a shit, which doesn’t happen very often if you’re doing Keto right. (About once every three or four days)

Sounds Great. What else?

When you first dive into the ketogenic diet its important to remember that you are gonna feel like absolute dog poop. You’ve eaten carbs your whole life, so suddenly depriving yourself of them is going to throw your body and metabolism into a tailspin. Keto coaches on the internet like to refer to this as the “Keto Flu”. You may experience complete loss of energy, horrible headaches, mental fog, joint pain, and general moodiness. One essential thing I should mention is that your body gets essential electrolytes, like niacin and potassium from the carbohydrates you are used to eating. So supplement with these two electrolytes heavily in order to adapt quickly. I was lucky to just loot my 80 year old grandmas medicine cabinet to find a slow release niacin supplement and get my potassium supplement from my 85 year old grand-dad. He uses a salt substitute that is pure potassium, its called “no salt”. Remember that gatorade is off the table, and that if you neglect these supplements you will be eternally thirsty. Absolute hell.

That sounds terrible! Why should I bother?

Its not all bad. Im a meat eater so the transition period for me only lasted about 3 days. For some people it can take a week or more, but once your body is keto adapted it feels like a fresh mountain breeze. You aren’t constantly digesting food, but you still have energy. Once you have fought off the initial carb cravings, you won’t even want them anymore. (most of the time.) There is a mental aspect to this diet as well which is very seductive. Once your brain is running off ketones you will feel an indescribable calm. The best way I can relate it is the feeling after you come out of an hour long meditation session. Except it lasts all day. You wake up in the morning feeling zen and alert.  Every day. Your body will flush out all the extra water that it no longer needs for processing carbs. For me this is about 3-4 pounds. The weight is insignificant when compared to how much lighter you FEEL though. Movement is easier without that water weight and your muscles get more toned and defined. Eating only once of twice a day becomes a viable option.

Whats the catch?

There are plenty. The biggest downside for me was the fact that I have a physical job. I couldn’t lift as hard and heavy as I was used to. I work with a couple of 50 year old men and I was brought down to their level. Carbs burn hot for big power. Without them, you pretty much have no choice but to take it easy. This isn’t even the worst part though. All the online keto coaches out there will brush the worst part of keto off like its nothing, but trust me, once you give this diet a shot, you’ll understand what I mean when I say You can’t eat fucking anything! Seriously its bad. Rhubarb pie? Nope. Bacon Cheeseburger? Ya, but without the bun. Pasta? Get lost. Morning oatmeal? No way. Fruit Salad? Not for you. BEER? You see where I’m going with this right? It gets really old after a while. Honestly, Im surprised I made it six weeks. But! I went from just under 200 pounds to 176. Thats 25 pounds (of pure fat) in six weeks on a guy who’s in decent shape already. It really is an incredible diet.

Conclusion?

If you are a serious fat fuck who wants to lose massive amounts of weight in a short time, without even exercising, go for it. Otherwise, there are probably better options out there for you.

Up next – P90x I have a feeling this will be a better overall fit for my lifestyle.

 

 

My First Hater

Isn’t that how you know you’re doing it right? When someone invests their time of day to tell you how much you suck? Ive heard that from a lot of great content producers. That when you actually start to gain some traction, there will inevitably be someone who absolutely HATES you. Honestly, I’m excited. This is great. It means that

  1. Im getting better.
  2. Im getting some exposure.
  3. People are jealous as fuck.

Well, Im just going to keep doing what I do. Creating. You, Mr. Hater. Whoever you are… Are just going to keep doing what you do.

Shitting all over everything.

Overpopulation

Ive noticed a theme with leftists. One of their religious tenants is the doctrine of overpopulation. The doctrine of overpopulation goes something like this.

The current population of earth is unsustainable. Sooner rather than later we are headed for mass starvation/nuclear holocaust/genocide/pandemic. The earth is sick and dying. We humans are the cause of plague on this planet. There are not enough resources for everyone to live a modern comfortable life. A select few use their technologic and economic superiority to exploit the rest of the world so they can have more than their fair share of earths finite resources. 

Have you ever heard something like that? Thats a rhetorical question. Of course you have. Everyone has. Lets dissect this mode of thinking and see whats really behind it.

First of all, leftists live primarily in large cities. Its easy to see how this environment colors their worldview. All day, everyday, all they see are the ugly mugs of other people. Even if their conscious mind knows that there are other places on earth where there is absolutely nobody for miles, at a subconscious level they are assuming that everywhere is like this. Only when they get dropped off in the middle of Saskatchewan do they realize that this world is still, for the most part, a pretty wild and untamed place.

When the leftist says the current world population is unsustainable, they are taking this statement on faith. Whenever the leftist says this, the offer absolutely no corroborating evidence to support this tired, old talking point. How do they figure that an even larger human population is unsustainable? I will grant that certainly without technologies, such as fertilizer and antibiotics, then yes- they are absolutely right. Buuuut… We do have those things. And technology is improving all. the. time. I think their main concern comes down to fresh water and decent food supply. With our current system, yes, there is an upper limit. However it doesn’t take that much imagination to envision solutions to these problems. Whats wrong with pipelines and desalination? Why can’t we utilize a skyscraper tiered system to grow food crops? We have growing lights and the building techniques. In fact, a skyward grid system for growing food would make automation even easier. I know you’re asking me how do we power such extravagance? Nuclear. Its getting better all the time. You say thats all pie in the sky, wishful thinking. I say that for the last ten thousand years, human beings have done nothing but kick ass.

As for their concerns of other types of mass extinction events, they mostly have to do with humanities inability to get along with each other. War, however, has historically been the greatest incentive to develop new technologies. Even if the human population temporarily suffers an immediate setback, we come back stronger, with new methods of survival. Within the next 50 years we are going to master genetics. With that mastery disease and mutation will be a thing of the past. Even if the worst pandemic in history were to hit right now it wouldn’t kill everyone. We are superior to other animals in that we store our knowledge in nonliving entities to be referenced. I don’t know how to build a firearm or how to grow soybeans, but I’m betting theres a library out there somewhere that could tell me.

The leftist thinks of humanity as a blight upon earth, because thats how he sees himself. I really think it is that simple. Its easier for him to demand the destruction of industry in the face of “”climate change”” than it is for him to come up with a different solution. You’ll  notice that the leftist is perpetually obsessed with theoretical scarcity. The most poignant example I can think of are the proponents of “Peak Oil” who endlessly pontificate on their  keyboards about oxen drawn plows with one hand, while fervently stroking their tiny peckers under the desk with the other hand. I could go on, but my good friend George and fill you in on my general opinion.

As far as exploitation of the third world is concerned, I’m willing to admit that people can be pretty shitty to each other sometimes. But lets break this down a little bit to visualize it simply… Roads are a modern comfortable convenience that the developed world enjoys. North America has a well developed road system. Africa, for the most part, does not. Is this because North America stole all the Roadtanium from Africa? Of course not. Ya see? This attitude doesn’t make any sense. If a country doesn’t have infrastructure its nobodies fault but their own. Bricks are cheap. High quality people aren’t. Thats one of the reasons you can’t bring this argument to their attention. It runs counter to their narrative of equality.

So that pretty much brings me to the end of my counterargument. I truly believe that everyone on earth could live the life of a middle-class American. With the technology we have right now its entirely possible. But Im using logic to support my position. The leftist thrives on emotion. Thats why he believes in the doctrine of overpopulation. Because he hates people. He wants to see them gone. The leftist projects this attitude upon everyone he meets when he assumes they are human excrement.

Well… I may not like most people. But, I for one, love humanity. I want to see it flourish. It can’t do that when its actively sabotaging itself.