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    Hi Everyone

    My name is Randy and I have come from the old nice guys American women suck forum and currently the land of the the losers webpage from which this forum has a link to provided by Nice Guy. Our forum was shutdown last October and I started a forum at forumotion where this site was for awhile for the last 15 members I could save. We had over 2500 active members at one time.

    Our forum was shut down fast. I was on the leading edge of the start of MGTOW when I arrived in 06 and I went my own way before there was MGTOW. I spent the last three years as a moderator over there.

    As for relationships I had a AW wife of 12 years and divorced in 1990 and gave up on all western women. My ex was a psycho hose beast from hell. I learned Spanish by myself and I now have a foreign woman. English is the language of feminist hate and our women now belong to a hate group every last one of them so there is no going back.
    I am a huge advocate of MGTOW. All men should be going their own way in the western world.

    Over on the Nice Guys site I posted in the contributors corner as BigR:

    Many years ago, I worked as a manager of a fast food chain. My life seemed to be going nowhere. Not only was the area I was living in economically depressed (and depressing) but it was a haven for the worst kind of nasty, ugly women in the world. I knew I had to get out, so I quit my dead-end job. No sooner had I done this, then I ended up in an argument with my father over his truck. My mother also berated me. So, I packed up my bags, loaded up my belongings into my car and headed towards oblivion. I had pissed off my parents, no job, a mountain of depression to deal with and yet a feeling of tremendous relief came over me as I left that shithole behind.

    I wandered eastward to Denver, Colorado and ended up settling in Glenwood Springs COLO. I aimed to get my life together, and perhaps meet a woman in the process - surely wherever I settled, they couldn't be as bad as the ones back home! For a time that thought worked, and I settled for a town in the Rocky Mountains called Glenwood Springs. I rolled in and immediately started to look for work. It didn't take long to find, and after one month I had my own apartment - my first one ever! I was impressed with what I had achieved on my own. I noticed that with the change in territory came a change in the women. They were friendly, but I lacked the confidence to approach them. In fact, I was afraid to even talk to them. All interaction was strictly business only – the horrors of trying to date in my home town had taught me that I was not popular with women.

    One day, a good looking girl walked into the store I managed in Glenwood Springs. I'd rate her about a 7 or 8. I definitely noticed her, but didn't expect to see her again. At about 10pm that evening, I was sitting in my car after closing up the store, when I was surprised to see the same girl from earlier. She was with a friend, and they were walking towards my car. I did not look at them, but just stared ahead and started messing with my stereo. Then there came a knock at the window. I was speechless! I had no idea why I had suddenly become so interesting, so I figured I'd just get rid of the girls by asking them back to my place – this had always worked back home. I'd ask them over to my place, they would say no and that would be the end of it. To my shock, they said yes. They got in the front seat, and I found myself setting next to my "dream girl". Her name was the Spanish word for "Bucket". We went and bought some beers and talked the night away in my apartment.

    The relationship was on, and I was happy. We would talk for hours, and the sex was amazing. This however, always seems to be the pattern for mentally disturbed women. After about a month, however, she moved away with her family. I found myself unable to handle her absence. I ended up following her to Los Angeles to be together with her again. I called “Bucket” on the phone and she seemed happy that I had arrived. As I pulled up to the entrance to her neighborhood, I was surprised to see her with 2 other guys in a pickup. This was to be a warning of things to come. Still, she hopped into my car and we picked up where we'd left off. It was a whirlwind romance, and in two months we were married.

    The two of us returned to Portland to settle in to new jobs and to start life anew, but things did not work out the way I had planned. After only six months, and working long hours, I decided to pull my truck into the apartment "Bucket" and I shared prior to starting my second shift for the night. I was tired and beaten, and I wanted to see my wife. But, as I opened the door to our apartment and walked inside, I saw my couch awash with another man's clothes. My heart sunk. I found her in the pool, surrounded by three guys all having what looked like a pretty good time.

    I was devastated. What had I done wrong? Maybe I wasn’t good enough for her? Maybe I didn't work hard enough? I punished myself for what had happened, convinced it was somehow all my fault. I tried to do what I thought was "the right thing", and made up with my wife. I was sure that if I just tried harder, she'd be faithful to me. Sadly, the next 12 years turned into a cycle of parties and cheating, parties and cheating. I got used to it. Her unfaithfulness almost drove me to suicide several times. Sometimes "Bucket" wouldn’t come home till 10 in the morning, and there always seemed to be something worse waiting for me around the corner.

    “Bucket” would always say things to me like, "you don’t love me because you wont take me out", and yet when I did, she would always leave me standing at the bar while she went off to try and seduce other men. At times she would make out with them in front of me. Was she trying to provoke a reaction from me? I don't know.

    It was at about the 10 year mark in our marriage that my wife told me she had 7 different personalities. That really got my attention. I began to feel like I was living with Lizzie Borden the axe murderer. The only way I felt I would be able to survive the insanity was to turn my wife's crazy behavior around on her. All the lying, cheating, drama and something I now refer to as "a cloud of coercion" enveloped me. I decided that the only way to show her how wrong she was was to go and find another woman to be with.

    For four months, I went by myself to a place called "Tucantinas" to grab a few drinks. One night though, something happened - I met a latina girl who, for the first time in a long time, treated me as if I actually mattered, and we began a real relationship. When "Bucket" found out I was having an affair on the side, all hell broke loose. She had been doing it for years, but when it came to her turn, she wasn't able to handle it The fight was immense, but it saved me from wanting to kill the evil bitch with my bare hands. I left her cold, and I realized that I had won. I wasn't going to go to jail for the rest of my life for a miserable piece of garbage.

    I'm now happily married to my Mexican wife Elia from Monterrey, Mexico who to this day does not speak English. "Bucket" re-married, but she is still cheating on her husband. Don't waste the years of your life that I did with an unstable woman. If you meet one, run away, and run fast.

    All this happened before the days of MGTOW so I apologize for being outside the envelope. I will not be debating or argueing with anyone here. I mostly make friends and help the best I can.

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    Re: Hi Everyone

    Quote Originally Posted by Randy View Post
    My name is Randy and I have come from the old nice guys American women suck forum and currently the land of the the losers webpage from which this forum has a link to provided by Nice Guy. Our forum was shutdown last October and I started a forum at forumotion where this site was for awhile for the last 15 members I could save. We had over 2500 active members at one time.

    Our forum was shut down fast. I was on the leading edge of the start of MGTOW when I arrived in 06 and I went my own way before there was MGTOW. I spent the last three years as a moderator over there.

    As for relationships I had a AW wife of 12 years and divorced in 1990 and gave up on all western women. My ex was a psycho hose beast from hell. I learned Spanish by myself and I now have a foreign woman. English is the language of feminist hate and our women now belong to a hate group every last one of them so there is no going back.
    I am a huge advocate of MGTOW. All men should be going their own way in the western world.

    Over on the Nice Guys site I posted in the contributors corner as BigR:

    Many years ago, I worked as a manager of a fast food chain. My life seemed to be going nowhere. Not only was the area I was living in economically depressed (and depressing) but it was a haven for the worst kind of nasty, ugly women in the world. I knew I had to get out, so I quit my dead-end job. No sooner had I done this, then I ended up in an argument with my father over his truck. My mother also berated me. So, I packed up my bags, loaded up my belongings into my car and headed towards oblivion. I had pissed off my parents, no job, a mountain of depression to deal with and yet a feeling of tremendous relief came over me as I left that shithole behind.

    I wandered eastward to Denver, Colorado and ended up settling in Glenwood Springs COLO. I aimed to get my life together, and perhaps meet a woman in the process - surely wherever I settled, they couldn't be as bad as the ones back home! For a time that thought worked, and I settled for a town in the Rocky Mountains called Glenwood Springs. I rolled in and immediately started to look for work. It didn't take long to find, and after one month I had my own apartment - my first one ever! I was impressed with what I had achieved on my own. I noticed that with the change in territory came a change in the women. They were friendly, but I lacked the confidence to approach them. In fact, I was afraid to even talk to them. All interaction was strictly business only – the horrors of trying to date in my home town had taught me that I was not popular with women.

    One day, a good looking girl walked into the store I managed in Glenwood Springs. I'd rate her about a 7 or 8. I definitely noticed her, but didn't expect to see her again. At about 10pm that evening, I was sitting in my car after closing up the store, when I was surprised to see the same girl from earlier. She was with a friend, and they were walking towards my car. I did not look at them, but just stared ahead and started messing with my stereo. Then there came a knock at the window. I was speechless! I had no idea why I had suddenly become so interesting, so I figured I'd just get rid of the girls by asking them back to my place – this had always worked back home. I'd ask them over to my place, they would say no and that would be the end of it. To my shock, they said yes. They got in the front seat, and I found myself setting next to my "dream girl". Her name was the Spanish word for "Bucket". We went and bought some beers and talked the night away in my apartment.

    The relationship was on, and I was happy. We would talk for hours, and the sex was amazing. This however, always seems to be the pattern for mentally disturbed women. After about a month, however, she moved away with her family. I found myself unable to handle her absence. I ended up following her to Los Angeles to be together with her again. I called “Bucket” on the phone and she seemed happy that I had arrived. As I pulled up to the entrance to her neighborhood, I was surprised to see her with 2 other guys in a pickup. This was to be a warning of things to come. Still, she hopped into my car and we picked up where we'd left off. It was a whirlwind romance, and in two months we were married.

    The two of us returned to Portland to settle in to new jobs and to start life anew, but things did not work out the way I had planned. After only six months, and working long hours, I decided to pull my truck into the apartment "Bucket" and I shared prior to starting my second shift for the night. I was tired and beaten, and I wanted to see my wife. But, as I opened the door to our apartment and walked inside, I saw my couch awash with another man's clothes. My heart sunk. I found her in the pool, surrounded by three guys all having what looked like a pretty good time.

    I was devastated. What had I done wrong? Maybe I wasn’t good enough for her? Maybe I didn't work hard enough? I punished myself for what had happened, convinced it was somehow all my fault. I tried to do what I thought was "the right thing", and made up with my wife. I was sure that if I just tried harder, she'd be faithful to me. Sadly, the next 12 years turned into a cycle of parties and cheating, parties and cheating. I got used to it. Her unfaithfulness almost drove me to suicide several times. Sometimes "Bucket" wouldn’t come home till 10 in the morning, and there always seemed to be something worse waiting for me around the corner.

    “Bucket” would always say things to me like, "you don’t love me because you wont take me out", and yet when I did, she would always leave me standing at the bar while she went off to try and seduce other men. At times she would make out with them in front of me. Was she trying to provoke a reaction from me? I don't know.

    It was at about the 10 year mark in our marriage that my wife told me she had 7 different personalities. That really got my attention. I began to feel like I was living with Lizzie Borden the axe murderer. The only way I felt I would be able to survive the insanity was to turn my wife's crazy behavior around on her. All the lying, cheating, drama and something I now refer to as "a cloud of coercion" enveloped me. I decided that the only way to show her how wrong she was was to go and find another woman to be with.

    For four months, I went by myself to a place called "Tucantinas" to grab a few drinks. One night though, something happened - I met a latina girl who, for the first time in a long time, treated me as if I actually mattered, and we began a real relationship. When "Bucket" found out I was having an affair on the side, all hell broke loose. She had been doing it for years, but when it came to her turn, she wasn't able to handle it The fight was immense, but it saved me from wanting to kill the evil bitch with my bare hands. I left her cold, and I realized that I had won. I wasn't going to go to jail for the rest of my life for a miserable piece of garbage.

    I'm now happily married to my Mexican wife Elia from Monterrey, Mexico who to this day does not speak English. "Bucket" re-married, but she is still cheating on her husband. Don't waste the years of your life that I did with an unstable woman. If you meet one, run away, and run fast.

    All this happened before the days of MGTOW so I apologize for being outside the envelope. I will not be debating or argueing with anyone here. I mostly make friends and help the best I can.
    Hi Randy,

    Good advice about unstable women. We believe that all women are an unstable element in one manner or another.

    The thrust of your Intro is to support your advice, and that's it, and I must infer that you deem your current wife as not unstable.

    You've been directed to our requirements. Your message is to keep looking for a woman.

    We are a red pill site.

    Thanks for sharing the part about unstable women.

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    Lurkers, we have a sub-forum Nonmember Questions and Opposing Views for your blue pill defense. You don't need to waste effort registering in order to post there.
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    Re: Hi Everyone

    An enjoyable story, but that's what it reads like - a well rehearsed story. But true or not he admits to being "happily" married, therefore not MGTOW.

    Good call Unboxxed.
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    Re: Hi Everyone

    Grenade juggler...
    MGTOW, defined:

    A place and time (where and when) the road to modern man's perdition ends abruptly and permanently.

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    Re: Hi Everyone

    Quote Originally Posted by mgtower View Post
    Grenade juggler...


    I kinda like the name "Bucket" though. All women should have this as part of their name since that's all most of them are - cum buckets.
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