Intended audience: The blue or purple pilled lurker who is on the fence. Who maybe does not believe that cupcake would be an actual retard if compared directly to any man without giving her a female handicap. Maybe even thinks that women are capable of thinking about and choosing husbands for themselves.
I have a shtick for getting laid (and then getting rid of them), and it works, every time. But it only works because women are actually stupid. I want to relay my most recent encounter because it actually reached the danger zone, and still I escaped unscathed.
It's pretty simple. I just need to find a way to get myself face-to-face with particular demographics who value me highly, (particularly if I can do so shirtless) then the merchandise sells itself:
Tall, masculine looking, pale skin, European descent, decent physique, abs, etc...
Normally I can pump and dump, because frankly they do not believe they are even worthy of me in the first place, and do not expect me to stay with them. But I had sex with the last one 10 times in a row over the course of weeks, because it really was that good. Beautiful woman, who I eventually learned is in her late 20s. She was telling me that she loves me, referring to me as her boyfriend.
So time to use the getting-rid-of-them-shtick:
1. Tell them you want to "get to know them better"
2. Use this conversation to tell them any qualities about yourself that they may find undesirable
Which for me, #2 is:
1. I eat a very strict diet, very little restaurant food (because obviously the physique she loves does not come for free, but expecting women to understand tradeoffs is expecting too much of them)
2. I'm in my early 40s (cupcake was convinced that I was actually several years younger than her because I am so lean and fit and have no wrinkles or gray hair. So my resale value will likely still hold in 5 years when she goes crashing into the wall, but don't expect women to think that far ahead)
That's it, all of the baggage. If women were intelligent enough to understand pros/cons and tradeoffs, this would not work. They will never understand anything past their own feelings and sense of entitlement.
In this conversation, it came out that she is divorced and has a child, which I already strongly suspected. So not exactly brand new mint-condition merchandise... and she is broke and desperate for money, which I already knew. If this was your daughter, would you not tell her to immediately marry the older, wealthy, handsome man with good genes before he changes his mind about her, given her cons vs. mine?
I'm not complaining, it all worked out exactly the way I engineered it. So now she is going to hold out for a man who is:
1. Tall
2. Masculine looking
3. Handsome
4. Wealthy
5. Younger than her
6. Muscular
7. Dines at restaurants all of the time
8. Is willing to take care of her and her kid
9. Pale skinned
10. etc...
All the way until she hits the wall in a few years.
Can anybody read this entire story and still think that women should have ever been allowed to choose their husbands? This was not an isolated incident, AWALT. This one was not even a western woman.