Discussion in 'Mayberry Lounge' started by SugarKrok, Sep 13, 2018.
How dare you, Sir.
I could have, had I wished it.
I can easily not stare at a hot face, or an amazing rack.
A sweet ass though, I have no chance. None. I'm at least taking a glance.
Furiously masturbate several times prior to going out in public...
Gays were destroyed itt..
Yes - as I was saying.
Wanting to fuck women is the ultimate distraction.
In fact, the well known theoretical physicist Michea Kaku describes how, kids - from about 7 to 13 - they're all future geniuses, scientists, problem solvers etc.
They're hungry for information.
Then adolescents hits, and they became slobbering hill billy fuck tards - like the vast majority of the rest of humanity.
What is the solution to this global epidemic??
Well - contrary to popular belief - trying to ignore pussy, will do less that squat.
In fact, I'm pretty sure it just gives rise to warped perversions.
The solution is - to become ULTIMATELY competent, in slaying pussy.
Then that distraction is no longer a distraction - as one has attained mastery over it; and we can get back to truly productive living.
So - naturally this begs the question - how in the name of FUCK, does one attain mastery over slaying poontang....
Many things that reach the point of obsession can be detrimental.
Pro tip - Get laid, ideally from a significant other you care about. Sex with no emotional attachment both ways is not much more satisfying then masturbating to pornhub. Now if you had a long dry spell getting laid period is a good thing.
Correct on the emotional part.
However - it's often confused that emotion, means emotional attachment.
Couldn't be farther from the truth.
But - emotional sex is the only good kind of sex.
Men virtually always have emotional sex.
Women - rarely have decent emotional sex.
The reason being - the disposition of women to men, means there's an almost natural emotional flare that transpires.
The same is NOT true in reverse.
Men don't naturally emotionally flare women.
Therefore - women typically have control over the sexual realm, unless you're like this guy;
However, basically, the method I have constructed, which I unequivocally believe can change the nature of humanity as we know it;
We can effectively construct a disposition that will inherently and effortlessly induce an emotional flare in women.
It doesn't happen naturally - but what happens naturally is hella over rated - like cancer, small pox etc.
Humanities purpose is to devise innovative methods to transcend mother nature, to have a better quality of life.
Life would suck balls without a sex drive. It's basically like a free drug that keeps you interested in things. Without it I'd likely be an obese shut-in with a nasty heroin habit
My sex drive for the past 2 months has been non existent, and while it's nice not having it as a distraction and being able to get more important shit done, it also feels really demasculating. I dunno if it's worth it or not
Despite my humanity altering innovative proposals mentioned, in terms of having command over my sexual impulses, I crashed pretty damn hard yesterday.
I was out of town for a CPD course, and being Saturday evening in a busy city, I figured I'd go out making the scene a little.
About an hour of strolling about, chicks checking me out and shit - naturally - I start to get ridiculously horny, and eventually see this neon sign flashing "massage", so I go inside.
There was a couple of swamp donkeys parked on this futon, with some old lecherous looking guy in between them, apparently trying to canoodle with them - but I suspect he was just waiting for a room to become free.
I didn't like what I saw, so I used their bathroom real quick, then wandered out again.
Being doubly horny at this point, I basically double down and call a hooker.
Another half hour trying to find her apparent, turns out she's double booked me with some old Indian looking guy, so we're basically shouldering past each other trying to find the actual apartment once we're inside the complex.
He got their first - so that ends up being a wash.
More wandering, I eventually happen on this basic fuckin grotto, more flashing neon, with a couple of cave dwelling looking Chinese chicks inside.
Before I proceed, I know I'm going to just fucking hate myself - but in this instance, I reference you to the title of this thread:
"My sexual impulse subjects me to non-stop ass rape!!"
So I go into this cramped ass room with an old chinese chick, force my hands up her blouse, and down her pants, whilst she uses one hand to try and swat me away, the other to pleasure my hog to a climax.
After I nut - I can't hardly bare to open my eyes.
I can't look at this old chick - but on my way out, just to be a gentleman, I try to kiss her on the cheek - which she sneakily turns into a kiss on the lips - at which point I curse humanity and wish that I can only a have a quick painless death.
I get back to my hotel, order some Indian food to my room, watch half of a really shit movie (Point Break - 2016 version), end up crashing out in a disgusted stupor, then wake up at 3 am on the dot, breathing heavy and fighting back the vomit.
This was my Saturday night.
So - do I feel like the sexual impulse is a detriment to my well being?
Fuck mother nature.
Fuck her in the ass 1000x
That is all.
It’s normal to mentally superimpose some cashier’s face on last night’s Japanese tentacle porn, right?
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