Geetnerd

This.

I cannot tolerate him. It’s the conceited, condescending, arrogant attitude.

I loved when Bill Burr and Seth Green put him in his place.

People like Maher is why blue collar Americans hate liberals.

Yeah, I understand it’s easier said than done. I’m dealing with this with my older sister.

Cut the source of the actual propaganda being pumped into her head.

Curiously, when these people are cut of from the source of hate and fear being pumped into their heads for a month or so, they start to be more rational.

Most current US Democrats are Neoliberal Reagan Republicans.

US Republicans since Reagan are fucking Nazis.

Noted.

I’m talking about Brock Turner, AKA Allen Turner, who was caught doing exactly what I posited, and was let off because he was a rich white male, and had a “promising future.”

I’m digging the thickness…

Musk is such a crybaby little bitch.

Get me banned here, Musk. Your buddy Spez ain’t shit , here.

You’re right, my bad.

No, they don’t.

I’m mocking them, in an attempt to shame them into putting themselves out there, and learning from experience like we did back in the day.

You don’t just walk up to woman and ask her out.

You go to a social place, and you just start up a conversation, while she’s not talking to someone else, or obviously already socially engaged.

You find a relevant topic to start, from the moment.

“Hey, I like your hair.”

Or, “I noticed you grooving to this song, I like it too.”

Or, “You like Newcastle, too? Nice.”

Then, if she smiles, or engages in more conversation, just ask her about her. But that doesn’t guarantee anything. If she obviously isn’t interested beyond common politeness, just walk away, without a scowl on your face, or a smartass comment, or bitching about it here. It happens. Talk to another woman. Or, if there are no others there, try again another night.

And… and… she may be interested, but doesn’t want to PornHub bang you that night. Outrageous, I know. She may want to get to know you better.

This is a skill, that is learned from experience. And you will fail, a lot, until you learn it. And even if you master it, you still fail sometimes.

What women hate is some stranger approaching them, out of the blue, in the most obvious and clueless way.

“Hello, female, I see you’re having fun with your friends. You don’t know me, M’Lady, but I wanted to let you know that I think you’re prime mating material, and would like to invite you back to my parent’s basement for Chicken Tendies. We will listen to music you like, until your mating orifice is sufficiently lubricated. Or we can watch Naruto. Rest assured, I am attentive, I watched many videos on foreplay. Shall I summon an Uber?”

Fires up PornHub.

“Those bitches aint’ gettin’ my money!”

You forgot the part about that’s where the potential to get laid was, for dudes and chicks.

You learned from trial and error, until you got it right, instead of whining on social media about it.

I prefer, due to my white trash rural roots:

“That dog won’t hunt.”

That’s the difference between blackout, and passed out.

People who are blackout drunk can be walking and talking, and not remember anything later.

Passed out is unconscious.

So, if you and I hang out, get drunk, you pass out, and I’m all up in ya, it’s not rape?

Cool. I"m going to a party next weekend. Want to go? What’s it going to be like? Drinking, fighting, crying, fucking. Who all’s going? Just me and you. Interested?

Uh, when you walk into an alley to piss, and there’s an unconcious girl with a dude on top of her humping, you kinda know…

And that’s exactly what happened.

Now known as Allen Turner. The Rapist.

“Hell, your Honor, he had whiskey dick! It took 13 minutes to get it up! How much damage could he have done!”

Disgusting.

I wonder if he would have felt the same if a bunch of Frat Bros had cornholed his son in a “Hazing Ritual.”

How dare you besmirch Brock Turner.

The convicted rapist FORMERLY known as Brock Turner is now known as Allen Turner!

Get it right!

/SARCASM

Fuck that guy. I hope it follows him the rest of his life.