You little "manosphere" rats make Me laugh.

Glued to the screen for hours, fawning over other men you see as the be-all, end-alls of perfect alpha masculinity (a bit gay, don't you think?), filling their pockets as they bark at you.

But where you hear a bark, I hear whimpers. Snake oil salesmen that have you, a lowly loser, convinced that you can be better than what you are. You're getting drained by your fellow kin -- robbed by other losers that can play a convincing part to the biggest of failures: YOU.

T*te? A bitch. G*ines? A whiny little cuck. They're not goi... Show more