Comments by "Thump Er the Sweaty Fat Guy" (@SweatyFatGuy) on "Better Bachelor" channel.

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  18. A lot of what you say in this is what I am doing. As I was waiting for my divorce to be final in 2013 I bought some land, and closed on it the week after the D was final. Started building in 2015 when the child support indenture ended to the first ex. I cleared the trees and did the foundation work myself, with a borrowed Kubota and rented skid steers. Lots of work for a 46 year old crippled guy. Built my 32x48 shop first, cleared 3 acres and used the straightest trees to build the shop. I built my shop and house, hired a couple guys to help with the roof, but I was doing the work along with them, and I did everything else. I bought an Allis Chalmers One Eighty this spring, its been getting a work out moving dirt, yanking trees, moving rusty trucks, and grading the driveway. Its not a small tractor to city people, but it is to farmers. Equipment like that is a good investment when you own several acres in the middle of nowhere. I was seeing a girl from '14 to '18 who lived 7 hours away, and we did lots of fun stuff, she knew there was zero chance of getting married or any sort of commitment from me. That will probably be the last time I will date, just not worth the effort. Paid off all my debt in Feb 2021, and now I can do whatever I damn well please. So I build old muscle cars. This year I went a bit nuts on an engine for one of them, a 99% aftermarket 505 inch Pontiac that can easily handle 20psi, and it will make around 1500 to 2000hp with that much boost. Have a 6-71 supercharger sitting here to go on it next summer, just for fun and science. The front timing cover is the only factory piece on the entire engine. I don't need anyone around most of the time, having an extra set of hands to help with some things is nice, but for the most part I go weeks without speaking to other humans face to face. Two divorces and I am done, I am not losing all of this to another lying cheating harpy. I find doing this car thing, making videos of what I do, and enjoying my life driving the cars I build is the most satisfying thing I have ever done. Next summer I am going racing again. Provided we aren't in a declared war or something. The last time I made a pass down a dragstrip was 2005, right before I got out of the USAF on a medical. They broke me in 2004 on my last deployment. I decided to get debt free when the potato was 'elected' because I do not want any bank or other as****e coming and telling me I don't own it anymore. Same reason I am never letting a girl live with me again. I am having fun doing what I want to do, how I want to do it. I wish I had decided to live for me and not allow females in way back in 1992 when I got out of the USAF the first time. Would be a lot farther ahead.
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  59. I was the fat kid for years, due to a diet where all I could eat was meat and broccoli. The doctors in the 70s said I was allergic to everything, but really it was my dad's smoking that caused my autoimmune system to freak out. When I was 14 I was off that diet and started wrestling. I got beaten up, picked on, and no girl wanted to even look at me, also I was 4'9 until I got off that diet. imagine being a teen ager under 5' tall.. and about 130lbs. Wrestling and the end of that diet changed my life. I went from the kid everyone picked on and beat up for fun, to the 16 year old everyone was terrified of. One kid called me ghey on the gym floor when I was 15, and I broke his nose. He never said a word to me after that. Lots of kids found out the hard way, and suddenly everything stopped. MY dad and brother got a wake up call too, they had been knocking my unconscious a bit too often. By the time I was 17 and a senior I was the strongest kid in the school and at 167lbs able to beat everyone on the wrestling team easily. The 185lb guy ended up being a two time state champ and playing in the NFL as a center for Denver, Carolina and Jacksonville. Yes, really. I benched 265lbs, knocked out one kid wrestling, and broke another's arm, and cracked three ribs on another kid. I wasn't mean, but I overpowered them and was somewhat brutal, but tried to make friends with most of the other wrestlers from other schools. The guy I wrestled in the semi finals met my sister about ten years after we graduated, he told her I was the toughest match he ever had. I nearly beat him, he got me by one point but I almost pinned him in the second round, but the ref would not give it to me. If I had the mindset I have today when I was a teenager, I would have been a multiple time state champ. Got lucky the first time when I was 17, the summer of 1986. From there it was off to the races, but no girls from my school.. until 30+ years later. Joined the military at 19, did the first gulf war, came back even bigger than I left, 15" arms and benching 300 to 22" arms and over 450 bench by the time I was 22. I can seriously injure those who intend to do me harm. :) Lots of training... Lots of girls over the years too. I went to my ten year reunion and found out something interesting. All the cute girls gathered around me and were looking through all my photos from around the world. Found out from the one chick who didn't treat me like crap, that all the popular girls wanted me to ask them out. I barely spoke to them in school, and was astounded when they all lit up and came to sit around me at the reunion. Surreal moment... I was the only guy from my class who had all his hair, and man did I get dirty looks from those guys who mostly would not talk to me. I didn't like them 30 years ago, still don't like them. Now they are afraid of me, which is most amusing. Two wars, lots of countries, lots of girls... and most of them never left our home state of Nebraska. Three of them talked to me at the 20 year, but they were the cool guys who never picked on me or anything when we were young. One of the girls said I was the smart one, because I didn't follow fads or try to make everyone like me, I just did what I wanted to do with my life. I skipped the 30, they had it in November, and I was dealing with 4 feet of snow that week already in 2017. Not driving 1000 miles just to see them. I turned my life around, and still made bad choices, like getting married. That ruined me financially. I still get hit on despite being 53 years old and I look like my name says with all the winter layers on. 18 year old girl was eyeing me at Lowes, more surreal... a 23 year old flirting with me at the grocery store and she smiled a huge smile when she saw me walk in, she is kinda heavy though. I know exactly what it means when they look at me a certain way, thats how I capitalized on that look and managed to get well over 150 girls between the sheets, or in the back seat of my muscle cars. They like muscles and a man who honestly doesn't give a F what they think or say. So many problems in my life stem from girls. If you haven't had one, don't freak out or worry about it, they are more problem than benefit, and a huge risk. Make your life what you want it to be, and do your thing. My thing is old GTOs and Firebird Formulas/Trans Ams. Living alone in the woods with my huskies, enjoying nature around me while I build the cars. For years I was like the dude in the article, I wanted revenge, wanted to inflict on others what they had done to me. You know what though? When I had the physical capability to do so, and saw how afraid of me they were, I didn't want to get retribution anymore. I saw where their lives were taking them, and it wasn't anywhere good. They did more damage to their own lives than I could have ever done... same with my ex wives, so instead I live well and make sure to take care of myself first. Dogs second. Cars third. Everyone else can pound sand.
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  87. Despite a decade of familial abuse, daily beatings, older brother stabbing, poisoning, bludgeoning, and running me over with farm equipment, I did not know the true depths of evil until I married a bipolar female, and was divorced from her. That story will make you wonder why I ever even spoke to another female after our 2001 divorce. I know its not just the bipolar ones, because my 2nd wife was absolutely wonderful for 8 years, then we got married and just 16 months later we were divorced and I was sitting in jail on false accusations with zero evidence. Why did she do that? She felt guilty about how she cheated, lied, and treated me, so the only way she could stop feeling guilty was to make herself into the victim, so I had to do something that would justify what she did in her mind. I am missing teeth because of my brother, and I have a divot in the back of my head from a coffee mug thrown by my 1st ex, among other scars, from when I was ignoring her crazy ass and would no longer engage when provoked for hours. I am not a small weak nor timid man, two wars, lots of training, I ended up knocking out my dad when he went to hit me, and nearly killing my older brother when I was 16 to stop them. I can easily end the average human, but I do not. When the police would show up, they only asked if I touched her, they did not care if I was bleeding from something she did, they wanted to arrest me, and only me. Nobody had a second though when my final ex accused me, they took her word for it and punished me without a shred of evidence. They can do what they want with near impunity, they are protected regardless, and its rare a female bears responsibility for her actions.
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  103. I live alone. I have been married twice. They both complained about all the things they had to do around the house. They both left their clothes strewn about, and trails of clothes going to the shower were the norm. They let the dishes pile up and wouldn't even load or unload the dishwasher when I had one. I was in the USAF so I kept my room and housing clean, no dirty dishes or clothes piled up anywhere. My house is 1100sqft, I built it to live alone in. I have several sets of dishes and silverware, but I have three plates, six of each utensil, and I wash it after I eat, or right before I cook something. Currently my house is trashed because I am still building it, and I haven't gotten to closets yet. I don't have 'the place' for things at this point, so its boxes and building materials. Insulation takes up considerable space when its not in the walls, floor, or roof. Building a house, along with all the other things I have to do, takes some time. Right now its raining, my addition where I'm working is outside, and I can't put the roof on in the rain. Two more hours and the rain will be gone, and its back to work. Building the floor took three 10 hour days, with no extra hands helping me. Once I have a place for everything, my house will be tidy and clean. I have house stuff still in my shop too, so I need the house done so I can get room in the shop. The engines and transmissions are piling up on me while I build my house. Its driving me nuts living like this, but you have to do things in a sequence of events. You can't put a roof up without walls, you can't install cylinder heads before you put the pistons and connecting rods in the bores. If you drop the lifters in the bores without a camshaft in it, you are going to have a bad day. Women want it all done for them, and they have no concept of what effort that goes into building a home, vehicle, or maintaining it. They wait at the finish line, pick the winner, and expect all of that to be done for them. This is quite a lot of work, heavy lifting and mental work, When compared to keeping an already built house clean its laughable that they don't want to do something so incredibly easy and simple just to help us out for supporting and paying them. They want to whine about unpaid labor... they have no freakin clue.
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  130.  @Re1d3  Im 53, 320lbs 5'8 and I could get over it. Of course I am not typical for short 300lb guys.. USAF veteran Shield/Storm OIF/OEF and I did a crazy amount of work and got over things like that no problem before I got messed up on my 2004 deployment. I will never run again, but I have immense strength, and it came from my AF job loading cargo planes. How do I know I can get over it... because I do stuff like that around here while building my sheds, vehicles and moving trees I cut down. I can pick up and carry 500lbs, move a 1500lb box by slamming into it, and push a plane load of 10,000lb pallets by myself.. over and over again.. well I could before 2004. Thats what I was doing when I destroyed both knees loading C5s... and my hips, ankles, shoulders, you get the idea. My back is in great shape though. It would be hilarious watching gray haired me with my belly getting over that easily while they can't make it. I have to be careful now because I can easily pull the connective tissue from my bones by lifting too much. Age does that. Back in 1988 I was the strongest guy in my flight in basic, and the strongest in my unit every base after that. I was bench pressing 300lbs when I was 18 and I could run five miles like it was nothing. I would physically push guys through our run, put my hands on their back and shove them around the track. I beat all 31 of them arm wrestling one Saturday afternoon near the end of basic, smallest to the biggest... These kids are weak, pathetic, useless, and they need remedial training. Bunch of candy asses making themselves look worse than some 3rd world Army.
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  149. I am from before the internet was available to civilians, I learned how to tell when a girl was interested back in the 1980s. 2 is exactly right, if I didn't see an indicator of interest from her, I did not waste my time on talking to her. I don't see it as the internet as killed dating, it has made it more interesting, girls get a lot more attention online, and its useless for a 50+ man like me to even bother with it, but it has not killed dating. I can get laid easily, by girls half my age without spending a dime on them. So its not like they are unwilling to fuck, or only want the absolute best men, they want me for the muscle bound gorilla fuck they get from me. Then they move on. What has killed dating and is prompting young men to say "Fuck this shit, I'm out!" is not the simps who feed 4s massive amounts of attention, we had that 30 years ago too. Its by design. 1: tell females they deserve the best, even if they are 300lbs with a club foot and have five kids from five different men. Instill entitlement from a young age, and reinforce it daily with the media and societies preference for females. 2: give them financial and social incentives to divorce the men who are daft enough to marry them. Make those men pay for her poor choices and punish the men for being men and fathers. 3: falsely accuse them then gaslight everyone and say it never happens. You can watch it happen on TV when they show the man as an inept, violent, moron who needs a whamen to save him. Thats a false accusation on a wide scale. On the individual scale they will claim you're abusive, graped, or touched her, or made her feel uncomfortable. 4: make it so reprehensible for men to engage in relationships by enacting laws that punish them for it when they allow a female into their lives, that men say fuck this shit Im out. 5: give every incentive and advantage to females, make them feel special, tell them they are victims when they are actually the most privileged people on the planet, so everything they do is easily rationalized and justified in their minds. Ever notice how all of her ex's were abusive cheating assholes? Well, she is rationalizing her bad choices, and she wishes she could have him back, but she fucked it up. That is what has killed dating, is causing the precipitous drop in birth rate, and has men checking out of dating and society in droves. The mainstream is just now noticing it, and they are starting to demonize independent men, not just by getting rid of people who use the going their own way acronym in their channel name. Young men see and read about what happened to men like me, how I lost everything twice in divorces, had 71% of my gross garnished, the state broke multiple state and federal laws and nobody gave a fuck, no lawyer would take my case. Young men see that and decide not to play the game. Some will still get laid, fucking the girls along with the other top 10% men in the area, and the rest simply stop. They watch videos, play games, and do things that are fun for them.
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  151. In June of 1993, just after 2 am when everything closes, and I was rather blitzed from touring the local bars. I saw this 54 chevy go flying by making a lot of cool noises, so my bud who was driving me around and I chased him down in a parking lot near the train tracks. Talked to him for a bit, found out about the car, and saw two girls sitting on the hood of a car. I walked over to the one who had been staring at me, and asked her "Do you have a boyfriend?" To which she replied "No" so I asked "Do you want one?" I was a bit late getting to work at 2pm the next day for what should be obvious reasons. Eight years of hell ensued, she let it creep in slowly until I didn't want to sleep in the same house because she had already tried to stab me twice and cut me a few times. Have a divot in the back of my skull from the coffee mug she hurled at me while I was playing with my kids. She cheated constantly and the only reason I stayed was to protect the kids from her. In June it will be 21 years since the divorce. She got full custody and seriously screwed up our two daughters. I was indentured to her until 2015, impoverished the whole time no matter how much money I made. She is over 300lbs, 5'5, addicted to oxy, she kept her house from being foreclosed in December because her mom died and left her some money. Her second husband has left her, he is tired of her crap, and when they are divorced there will be no way she can pay for her house. No man worth a damn will go for a 300lb 50 year old chick. In 2003 I hooked up with the 21 year old girl that would be my second wife. Wonderful girl, decidedly homely, but a virgin and not at all like the first one. For 8 years she was amazing, then we got married and just 16 months later were divorced because she thought she could screw this moron 20 years younger than me, and that I would fund it. That was in 2013. She had me thrown in jail on false accusations, zero evidence, and I sit in jail for 15 days. I am not small, not timid, not weak. Two war veteran, and I could end just about any female with one hand, not many men can beat me either. However, the state has more guys with boomsticks, so when they are on the side of the female, there isn't much you can do. I got to see my kids all of 12 days between 2001 and 2009. Twelve days. I sold some car parts, got a couple grand from my dad, and bought some woodland in October 2013, closed two weeks after the divorce was final. I built my shop and house in 2015. Its all paid off now, I build old muscle cars for fun, and the inflation is more annoying to me than anything as I try to build something fast enough to scare myself. Just ordered a $2200 EFI system for the toy I am building this year. Until 2021 that was something I would have to save for two years to buy. The guys who are daft enough to get married now are going to end up like me, but without the happy ending of owning a bunch of GTOs they built and living on 13 acres 20 miles from town. Your story is already an outlier, mine is ubiquitous. I'm happy for you... sorta. If you own a couple GTOs, then yeah, if not... well my condolences. Life is too short to drive boring shit.
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  168.  @the100radsstalker93  In 2013 I bought 13 acres of woodland after my divorce. I waited to close on it until a week after it was final, to avoid the crash in my credit that always goes with divorces. In '15 when the first ex was paid in full and no longer living in my wallet, I got another loan to build my shop and got some shipping containers to build a small 20x24 cabin. In '19 I moved the containers, placed them on a foundation, and reconfigured them into a 1050sqft two story house. I can go off grid easily. I paid off all my debts in February 3 years early on both of them. I'm not exactly financially independent, Congress decides what I am worth, because I got hurt on my last deployment in 2004. They do not allow us to have investments like stocks, rental properties, or earn extra cash, we have to survive on what they say we are worth.. which is about $3000 a month. Its more than people make doing Joe jobs like stocking the shelves at the grocery store, but its less than half of what I made in the military. All through Obama it was $2600 a month and he cut our benefits twice. The kid sniffer is going to screw us over too. The cheeto had them increase it, so thanks Donny. So I am stuck, unable to work a normal job, but not allowed to supplement my income. I can't monetize my youtube channel that I am using to teach people how to produce fuel from tree sap, cattails, and even coffee grounds. Being debt free on a fixed income is wonderful compared to having most of it go to loans just to survive. I do the energy thing because my biggest expense is energy, food, fuel, and electricity. The more I can make myself, the less cash I have to give away to live. Even if I could afford a wife, there is no way I am going to get one. I own my land free and clear, why would I want to give it to some chick because she decided to sleep with some other guy and have me pay for it? Nah twice is enough.
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  171. @Brandon Letzco You must be one of those skinny guys who hasn't ever had a difficult job in his life. Its always some 6'+ skinny dude who can't wraps his head around the fact that a short guy is vastly stronger, and did not need to juice to get there. I am 5'8, grew up on a farm, at 17 weighing 175lbs I benched 265. At 18 it was 300+. Joined the USAF at 19, at 21 the Gulf War kicked off and being in airlift, I was worked 12-14 hours per day, 7 days a week for 6 months. I was eating 3 MREs per day when I could find them on airplanes, and at first I was losing weight, then I started gaining muscle. How many calories in an MRE? Do some math.. To put it into perspective, imagine pushing two F150s for 12 hours, or pick up 200lbs and run up three stories for 12 hours. I gained over 40lbs of muscle mass between 10 Aug 1990 and 1 April 1991. I came home on leave in 1992 and was doing reps with 350lbs because that was all the weight they had, and my brother's wanted to know how strong I had gotten. 350 was super easy. I was the strongest man in my unit when I got there in 1989, and that meant I could work longer, do more, and do it faster than everyone else. I arm wrestled everyone in my flight (same as a platoon) in basic, smallest to biggest, and beat everyone. I was always over my max weight of 173lbs, even when I was ripped with a six pack I was still 185lbs. I stood on my tip toes to make it through MEPS in 1988, and I had cut down to 182lbs to do that. They measured my arms at 15" when I was 19, and 22" when I was 22. Until about 2015 I had no idea how unique that was, or that I could have done pro power lifting, I was simply doing my job and only did a max when someone wanted to know what I could lift. Did over 500 in Korea back in 2003. Someone asked how much I could lift, my reply was "I have no idea." He said lets find out. We started at 450 because that is what he could lift. In 2004 I was loading C5 Galaxy cargo planes single handed, usually its ten to 15 people on a load team. The USAF made me huge, then punished me for it in my performance ratings. I was 35 years old when I deployed in 2004, and as it turns out you cannot work at 35 like you did at 21. I crushed the meniscus in both my knees, nearly destroyed my hip joints, and was constantly tearing up ankles. During the wars a pair of boots would last me about 3 to 5 weeks, I would wear through the soles. So now at 53, I will never run again, not without severe pain anyway, but I can still lift things. My left arm is current down for maintenance, seems I pulled the connective tissue from my bicep away from the bone again. In 2015 I carried a 500lb roll of rubber roofing mat to the top of my house, Put it on my shoulder and hauled it up there on stacks of wooden pallets. Most people who get into body building have a small bone structure, they do not have a 55" rib cage like I do. They do not have 9" circumference wrists, like I do. They do not have hands that are nearly 6" across the palms. If I was standing next to Joker, you'd never guess we are both USAF veterans, we are close in height, but I would make him look tiny. Currently with my lats, pecs, and ribs I am 60" around my chest. I keep getting bigger, probably from all the work I do building my house and on my property. Like shoveling 12 tons of gravel in a day from the back of a pick up in 2000lb loads. It takes me less than 20 minutes to shovel it all out... and I am a crippled old guy. Power lifters and strong man competitors are usually taller than I am, like Hafþór Júlíus Björnsson, it takes tall guys longer to pack on muscle mass than us short guys. He would make me look tiny, but he is also and outlier. You're not. It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, because you do not matter and you do not dictate what I am capable of. Just so you know, my car is probably faster than yours too. I built it. Well I am building a faster one right now. Chances are I am smarter than you are too, I had the highest ASVAB scores in my flight, but a rather large margin, and not only do I build cars, houses, and whatever else I need, I produce fuel from tree sap and cattails to run them... among other things. I do everything on my cars, not simply throwing parts at i them, I build/rebuild/refurbish every part of them. People get really butthurt when they discover a fat looking meathead guy is stronger AND smarter than they are. Your butthurt is showing. Being an outlier has taught me that being skeptical of people has benefits, but also that showing your ass like you have usually backfires. You're like the kid with a Honda that thinks its 14 second time slips are brutally fast... there is a world out there of which you know nothing. With my arm messed up, it will be months before I can use it, its about 4 months into healing, and it takes nearly a year. So unlike showing timeslips for my cars, I can't do any lifting just yet. Its annoying as hell to me, because I can't even pick up a transmission with that arm, and I need to do that tomorrow when the engine and trans go in my 1968 LeMans. Most people do not believe I own four GTOs, eleven Firebirds four of which are Trans Ams, and they are all older than 1979. Something like 25 or 30 muscle cars, many of which I have owned since the 1980s and 90s. Three of them are very rare and desirable. Hell my summer daily drivers are a 1970 CUDA and a 1965 GTO. Doesn't matter if you or they believe it or not, the limited parking space in my yard isn't changing. However, you can look at my channel and see the cars, I don't do any lifting videos because I have no interest in it. When I heal, maybe I will do one just for you. I do and have done things you can only dream about. Yet you are the one who is butthurt, I am just an old guy living in the woods who has seen and done some shit. Being part of history rather than watching it on TV or reading about it in a book, results in things most will never experience.
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  172. Joker, you have the land and resources to do what I do. Look into making methane, its very easy with woodchips/sawdust/grass clippings and also from a septic system and raw sewage. You can run generators and vehicles on it, but vehicles don't have much range in a vehicle. A small generator can keep a fridge going and the fuel is essentially free if you make it. Also you can make ethanol from cattails, dig some one acre ponds, about a foot deep, fill them with crushed rock on the bottom and sand above that. Cattails will grow like crazy and if you feed them raw sewage like run off from a chicken coop or livestock they grow even bigger. You can easily make 1000 gallons of fuel from an acre of cattails. Just find some, snag the seed pods and break them open in your ponds. Simple as. Use the methane to heat the stills. What is left over and comes out of the still can be used to feed livestock, including earthworms that will give you worm castings which are excellent for gardens. Build a greenhouse and use an ethanol or methane fueled generator to power the lights. The exhaust from the engine will only be CO2 and water, so just let the exhaust go into the greenhouse and the plants will grow faster and make more food with less water. Turn the generator off and ventilate it or use supplied air if you go in though, hypoxia is a biatcha. They can outlaw gasoline and limit its sale, and you will have fuel for your piston engines, food in your fridge, and with chickens meat on your table. You can also eat cattail roots, they are starchy like potatoes, and you can dry it out to make flour. Ethanol is a green fuel, carbon neutral especially the way I make it from cattails and tree sap. So if they want to complain, point out the fact its greener than a coal fired power plant that charges a Tesla. If we go completely TANGO UNIFORM like South Africa is, you will want to have no smoke, no smells, and no noise so you can stay hidden. You can make small engine generators run very quiet with various methods, including a simple bucket of water with an exhaust pipe in it so it sounds like a boat. Heating your home can be done by a large woodchip and sawdust pile and 600 feet of plastic sprinkler pipe coiled in it. That can also make methane too. I will be doing videos on all of these things as I rebuild all of it this year, when I am not driving around moving old cars and scrapping rusty trucks. You might as well do some of it too.
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  177.  @unknowncommenter6698  I grew up on a small farm, we only had about 700 acres we worked. My cousin owns it all now, its part of his 9000ish acres. My dad quit farming because my older brother got a job in town and I joined the military, he main workforce left. Maybe if we had been paid for what we earned and dad didn't take the other money I made working for other farmers, I would have stayed. It was a bit too much like the soviet system for me. We had cattle, hogs, sometimes chickens, a few sheep for a while mainly to keep the grass from growing out of control on the yard. I raised calves with a bottle, then we ate them or sold them for beef. So I find it most amusing when someone says "You wouldn't eat meat if you knew where it comes from and had to end it yourself." They don't realize I eat wild rabbit as often as I find them, and I was there for the whole process of butchering steers and the deer we hunted. Sure animals take up lots of space, but its not like some city, its an ecosystem where the cattle are part of it and they benefit the plants and other animals living there. Its like people who whine about making ethanol from corn. The leftovers are very high quality livestock feed, its not a variety of corn that people can eat, unless its used to make fuel first, then people can eat it. The corn isn't just gone, only the parts that we and cattle cannot digest is used to make fuel. Those people seem to think its like a city with all the animals packed into nightmarish hovels... and that farmers aren't aware of things like crop rotation and methods to keep the soil from eroding like terraces and grass cover. We treated our animals as well as we could, because if they die we lose that investment. Last week I saw a pic of a chinese hog farm. A soviet style block house with pens covering the open end of concrete cells, it was 8 stories high that I could see. What a miserable existence they created for the pigs, and the anti meat people point at them and blame us for it. Growing up on a farm you realize you are part of nature, not somehow above it or separate from it. I noticed a trend among urban people who have never been outside cities, they are arrogant, assume they are smart when they aren't, and the hubris they display shows just how ignorant so many of them are. You can't be a successful farmer without being proficient in a wide range of disciplines and subjects. Not many one trick pony types in farming.
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  190.  @GoldenBoy-et6of  it depends on what you are farming, and how much work goes into it. The best thing about strawberries is that once you start them, they keep going and spread a bit every year. Farming when I was young was not a money making proposition, thanks to Jimmy Carter and his embargo. However, you are right. I turned $2 worth of sweet corn seed into $2500 in 1982, and bought my first car when I was 13. Two weeks before the 4th of July, people were willing to pay $5 a dozen, in 1982. I still have that car, but I have not driven it since 1987. Its on the short list of projects. Its a 1967 Cougar. Life happens. With the way things are going now, most of us will be millionaires, not because we have vast sums of wealth, but because the dollar will be worthless. Owning land, producing from that land, investing your life and energy into it to build a better life for you and your offspring, that is where wealth begins. I own some woodland, I am not doing much 'farming' on it per se. The trees are a resource while they are alive, tree sap vodka powers vehicles. Cattails also produce vodka to power vehicles and generators. The ground is full of rocks, and the soil is not very deep, but it is incredibly rich and things grow profusely here. Small scale works great here, enough for me and a few neighbors. What resource does a person living in an apartment have? What can they grow or produce? They are consumers, doing 'busy work' to make others wealthy. Trading hours for dollars, with nothing to show for it other than piles of paper and useless stuff. They need everything brought to them, and the waste taken away for them. Without every resourced being trucked in and provided for them, they would starve as their waste piles up around them. How they think they are more intelligent and capable, despite having no idea how much of anything works, is beyond me. They call someone to fix a switch, repair their vehicle if they even own one, pay someone to repair the roof, mow the lawn, and bring them food. They have no idea how its done or how it gets there. When it stops coming there, what will they do? They will obey... to get the food pellet. I will have to be removed by force, and chances are it will be in a bag after I have filled many other bags with those sent to dislodge me. They don't want someone who knows how to do so many different things, running around teaching their cattle how to be self sufficient.
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  198.  @whenpigsfly8178  look at how many guys are around who have never gotten laid. Most of them are short, a few are tall. Then you have the guys who got one to three girls in their entire lifetime. Now think of all the guys who died of disease, war, famine, crime, or being worked to death before they could get lucky and have a kid. None of that has happened on a large scale since 1945. No mass culling of young males... so we have millions of males just existing, because in centuries past they'd be room temp before they hit 30. Also people in most places were very short until the 1900s, they didn't eat well enough. So even the ancestors of tall guys weren't overly tall. Its a rather new thing to have so many guys over 6'the Vikings were only a little taller than I am, but Scandinavians average over 6' now. Its more than just genetics. Its more than just height that attracts females. They are VERY attracted to dominant men, and lots of tall guys are not dominant, they think they are, but really they're not. Only about 20% of the male population is dominant, likewise only about 20% is submissive, because the Pareto principle works both ways. 80% of men are just there, existing, and they were the majority of those culled in centuries past. My two kids are both mine. One is 5'8 the older one is 5'and you don't even think they are sisters when they are together. They were distinctly different from the moment they were born. The older is more of a tomboy, likes computers, helped me in the garage on my cars, into anime, the other one was wearing heels and obsessing over shoes when she was 3. Then you have me and my three brothers. Three of us are dominant like dad was, the oldest isn't. Everyone had big families where I came from, 4 to 10 kids, and the differences in brothers is usually a lot more than between me and the two after me. Hell you look at my enlistment photo, my brother's enlistment photo, the youngest's graduation shot, and dad's wedding picture, and you'd think the same guy had a black and white pic, and was in both the Army and USAF. Sometimes the genes are strong, sometimes not. The short guys who can get laid often like my Army brother and I are much more rare than short guys who can't. My brother is 5'6, and if you met him you would not want to mess with him. You can tell by looking at him that he will hurt you easily. Thats what the chicks dig about me too, except I am literally the same size as a medium silver back male gorilla. I'm like a short version of the guy with the minigun in TF2. My brother is all of 170lbs, I am over 300, and you can see my ribs. So many variables with males.
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  199. Oh yeah almost forgot.. Joker you will want to filter the water you collect from the roof. It will have pollen, spores, leaves, etc in it. Get a smaller 30 gallon tank with the 2" outlet, some stainless screen door mesh, 40lbs of activated charcoal, a few bags of sand and pea gravel. The mesh keeps everything from being washed out the outlet, a couple layers of it held in place by the charcoal and sand will do the trick. Charcoal on bottom, then sand, then gravel, leave three or four inches on top of the gravel for space because the water will overflow otherwise. All you need to do to recharge the filter is remove the sand and gravel, spread it on your driveway, replace the mesh if needed, and put more charcoal, sand and gravel in it. A screen on top where the water goes in will keep leaves and twigs out. The roof you have will fill those 275 gallon tanks in ten to thirty minutes with a mild shower. You can build a filter like that very cheap, and it works great. Should keep the algae and moss out of the tanks. UV light in the tank will take care of microbial life like giardia. You can use it to shower, wash dishes, toilet, laundry, etc. Its also drinkable, but you will probably still want to use a filter again, though you might not have to. No need to stack them, put them side by side and connect the outlets together. Raise them up a bit, like 3 to 6 feet so its easy to reach the valves, and it will give some water pressure if you attach a garden hose to it for a power washer or something. The ones I have right now are for ethanol and methane, they had chemicals in them before, got them on a farm sale. Don't want to risk it. I am getting a couple more brand new ones later this year for the house and yard, they will be elevated so I can get some pressure from them. Gravity is your friend. Mosquitoes like standing water, they will lay eggs in buckets or tanks, so be aware of that and make it difficult for them to get in your water supply. Screens on the tanks help a lot. I found some traps at Lowes, they have a UV light and a fan, they pull the skeeters into a trap, and the fan prevents them from escaping. Round black things like tiny grain bins in a red and white box. There is a trap door in it so if the fan shuts off they don't escape. Four of them around my land made a huge difference for me last year. Used to be that end of May to mid July I had to fog insecticide three times a day, dawn midday and dusk, just to be able to walk outside and not get swarmed. The traps made it so I only fogged a handful of times, and the dragonflies and birds liked it much better. There are also tablets that supposedly only take out skeeter larvae, but I have not tried them. Some of those in buckets around your property are very inviting to the skeeters and stops them before they hatch. The traps work good for me, so I haven't tried them yet.
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  201.  @PBVader  yeah, we ripped on each other all the time. One of my most memorable was a retired Navy guy working with us on base. He left his terminal logged in and walked off. I changed his screen saver to say "Navy blows goats, I have proof!" and made sure it stayed unlocked until he got back. About two hours later he left it and it locked, when he returned and saw what it said he blew up. He went and complained to my E7 and my other E3s and E4s ratted me out, which I did not forget. So I went back to the E7s office and we had a chat. He asked if I changed the screen saver, I said yeah, he left it unattended and was lucky I didn't put the Village People or Teletubbies as his background image. Its how we remind people to not leave the terminals unattended and unlocked. He said it was the funniest thing he has seen in a while, but don't do it again. He also said to act like I got my ass shredded for it... The bonus, when I was working the old squid would not leave his terminal unattended. My E7 and I were both from the Cold War and were in Desert Storm Shield, we know lots of the same people from back then, and he is only a couple years older than I am. I was forced out in '92 with the budget cut and huge drawdown, came back in 2000 because Cigar Bill had eviscerated the military. I never wanted to get out, but had no choice. When I got out again in 2005, after they worked me like a rented mule even after I was crippled on my 2004 trip, I decided the USAF had changed so much that I wanted no part of it. The difference between 1989 and 2000 was huge, and the difference between 89 and now is immeasurable. I will not defend the current regime, nor their ilk, in any way.
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  209.  @Robert_Westwood  there is a big difference between not wanting to do something, and not being able to do it. Most people claim they don't want to, but in reality they can't and will never put in the effort required so they can. I got out in 2005 after my last deployment left me barely able to walk. Nearly two years without an income while the VA in Detroit took their time deciding how messed up I am. When they finally got around to it, and that required a call to my senator to make it happen, I was behind in child support, with the interest and things they tacked on it was over 70k. Obviously I don't have much money. The ex has been paid off since 2015. The land I bought in 2013 and the building loans I took out in 15 were paid off in 2021. Despite being crippled, I built my home with shipping containers, shop with the trees I cleared to make room for the foundation, and I build old cars/trucks so I can drive something fun and inexpensive. If I want it, I have to build it or make it more often than not. With the price of gasoline, I am making ethanol fuel to run all my vehicles. Through the Trump years I ran E85 because it was cheap, and worked on improving efficiency. I built engines that get better mileage on ethanol than a same size engine will on gasoline, and they make a lot more power doing it. Thanks to the potato regime in office making the cost of everything go up, I am producing even more stuff... rather than pay someone for it. Who will be in a better position when the money becomes nearly worthless due to rampant inflation? The people who know how to make money, or the people who know how to produce what they need to survive? Its coming, because the marxists claim to be doing a good thing for us, when in reality they are enslaving us and placing themselves as our owners where they can profit from us. The NPCs who can't actually do anything will allow it to happen, because they aren't bright enough to realize free stuff isn't free. Free stuff leads to all of us being domesticated chattel.
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  245.  @robertmaybeth3434  I was in the USAF like Joker was, at the same time even, except I worked air cargo loading C141, C17, C5, C130, etc. The pallets we use are 88" x 108" weigh 300lbs empty, and can carry 10,000lbs each. You cannot get enough females behind a 6000lb pallet to move it on a rollerized cargo deck. I was loading C5s, which hold 36 pallets, by myself in Kuwait back in 2004. They made this huge deal about an all female air crew on a couple C5s that year, and C5s have several loadmasters that fly with the plane. Both those female crews stood around and watched me load every pallet on their plane. Usually a load team consists of at least 5 guys pushing pallets, with as many as ten, and females are rarely put on those teams. If they are, then they end up driving the equipment that hauls cargo around. If you want to see what I am talking about, look up 2T2x1, 60k Tunner, and 463L pallet systems. You will notice there aren't many women in the photos loading aircraft, and if they are they are spotters for the vehicles. Also they ask me to fix their vehicle for them. I rebuild cars, mostly old muscle cars like GTOs, so I can rebuild, replace, refinish anything on a car or light truck. Not many men can do what I do, and zero women can. Then they want to cry about all the unpaid work they do... yeah I do all of that too. Its part of living, deal with it. Now I need to go cook some food, clean the kitchen, and get ready to drive 1000 miles to pull an old car back to my shop so I can rebuild it..
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  255.  @decwow  my ex used to tell my kids and everyone else who would listen that I only cared about the money. She also told my kids I didn't care about them, and didn't want to see them. She would screen my calls on birthdays and holidays, and she changed her number often. When I sent things to them, she would throw them away or keep it for herself. Guess what she did when they turned 19 and the child support ended for them. Yeah, she kicked them out of the house. They came to me and rather than coddling them, I got my daughters working and supporting themselves. I helped them get going, but they knew they had to earn their way in life. Then since I am a crippled veteran, my kids could attend college/uni with the tuition paid. My ex was taking money from my kid's VA benefits. The ex has racked up huge debt, and has nothing to show for her life. All she will leave my kids is a mess to clean up, and probably people calling them trying to get money she owes. In contrast I own 13 acres of land, and there is around $500k worth of tools equipment, parts, and entire muscle cars here. I am completely debt free, and investing everything I get into my land or the vehicles. Old GTOs and Formula/TransAm Firebirds can be quite valuable... I have 11 Firebirds, 4 GTOs, and 7 LeMans, along with some Mustangs, and a Cougar. I will have most of them running, drivable, and looking nice before I exit this plane of existence.... well naturally exit, can't do much about if someone evicts me from my meat suit. She is a burden to my kids, as she was to me. I am a benefit to my kids, and yet I was told I was unfit to be a parent because I was in the US military, a judge who was a Marine actually said that to me. I wish nothing but ill upon him and the lying harridans working child support enforcement.
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  257.  @mowtivatedmechanic1172  they realized when they were about 12 that she was the less than sane one, and lied all the time. When they came to visit me for the first summer, they saw how different it was with me. They still talk to her, but they don't trust her. They can't depend on her for anything, When they need help or just want to get some consolation because a pet died, they call me. With their mom its always about her, my mom was the same way in that regard. I tried not to disparage their mom, but she made it a point to say everything she possibly could to negatively influence them about me. Such is the capricious vindictiveness of females. A funny thing happened about two years ago, my youngest was talking to me on the phone, she had me on speaker at her mom's house. She said something about how she wishes we had never divorced. I told her, that was not up to me. What floored me was I heard her mom in the background actually admitting that she was the problem. That she caused the divorce, and it was her untreated bipolar that was instrumental in her cheating, being terrible with money, and starting irrational fights that she escalated into throwing things, hitting me with stuff, and even cutting me with knives. I was more than twice her size in the 90s, and I am VERY capable of defending myself and inflicting grievous harm upon others if I so choose, but she had the state behind her and she took advantage of it. If I ever harmed her in any way I was going to jail for a long time. The cops never cared what she did to me, only if I did anything to her. It was 8 years living in hell for me. She had finally realized that, and apologized and admitted she was to blame for all the bad that happened. Here is why she admitted it. She is trying to manipulate me into taking her back. The guy she married is 64 (ten years older than I am) and he has health problems, so he just hands over his VA check to her. He is not a war nor combat vet like I am, the funny thing is he was stationed at the base near where I live now. She wastes all his money, and has a problem with oxycontin. If her mom had not died last year, their house would have been foreclosed. She left her just enough to get caught up, and now she is about to lose it again. In 2018 my youngest was living here off and on, so she had a bunch of stuff here. Her mom and grandma brought more of my kids stuff. She saw the house I was building, the shop I built, and all the muscle cars I have done and am working on rebuilding. I live in the woods, away from everyone, and its VERY scenic here. She lives in a medium sized city, 100 yards from train tracks that have coal trains going by ever half hour, all day and night. She paid more for a half acre and a 1100sqft shack than I have in 13 acres, house, shop, and nearly all my cars. She got a 30 year mortgage, I got a ten and paid it off two years early. She saw what I have, and what I am building, and she wants to crawl in my wallet again and leech more from me. At 49 years old, over 300lbs at 5'3 with a pill problem, and the bipolar... even without the fact she ruined my life and that of my kids, kept me in poverty for 15 years no matter how much I earned, and left me sleeping in my car while I was active duty from 2001 to 2004, there is NO DAMN WAY I would let her back in my life. So yeah, my kids talk to her, but they don't really like her. They know it was her that screwed them over and kept me from protecting them.
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  261.  @michaelsix9684  after 8 years of abuse and her irrational violence, my first ex wife cost me over $250k in cash that I will never see. Indentured to her for 15 years because she did everything wrong and was rewarded for doing it. Initially they awarded her 71% of my gross in child support, ignoring every law and doing what they wanted to do. That left me living in my car and sleeping on friends couches while active duty military. After a few years I got her to agree to lowering it to only 50% and a fixed number rather than the scaling amount the state wanted to impose. It only ratchets up, it never goes down with the state, unless she agrees to less. I got to see my kids for 12 days out of the first 7 years, she stole their childhood from me, and the state helped her. Laws did not matter, the state did what it wanted to do, and she could do anything she wanted and they didn't care. She now owes me $8k but there is no punishment nor enforcement for her. The second was wonderful for 8 years, then we got married and 16 months later we were divorced. With her loser boyfriend, she set me up and falsely accused me, so I did 15 days in jail for something I could not have done. Still lost the house again, but no support payments or alimony, because she knew if she went after the income I had left I would simply put a bullet through my head after burning everything I owned. 50% of nothing is nothing. Neither one contributed a damn thing, they leeched from me, and the first one stole the kids and fucked them up. I have three brothers, I am the second oldest, and they managed to stay married. Maybe they overlooked the cheating, or their wives were not given the opportunity to cheat with someone who actually would, but they stayed together, one for 30 years now the other for 25. Two of my sisters in law hit on me and would have fucked me, the other is so homely and unattractive I'd never even consider it. Most friends of mine are divorced at least once, and a few have never been married. The latter are usually doing better than the rest of us. If you have gotten laid a few hundred times in your life, you aren't missing anything but useless debt, pissing money away down a vagina doesn't get you anywhere.
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  266.  @cult_of_odin  those of us who figured it out early got laid a lot, even if we were short like me. I've had wives of tall guys hit on and sleep with me more than I care to admit. The way it looks to me is dominance and confidence play the biggest part, and indifference to them sets the hook. You do not build confidence by going with the flow or following the herd, on the other side if you have a dominant personality you are not following the herd, you are finding your own path. People will follow you if you are competent and capable with a dominant personality. Most people misunderstand dominance, they think its controlling or domineering, its not, being either one of those is usually an indication of insecurity and lack of confidence. They also assume that an 'alpha male' will be tall, good looking, wealthy, etc. None of those matter, its all mindset, attitude, and dominance. My younger brother is 5'5 on a good day, he is only 165lbs, but he has confidence far above what most people have. He earned it. Multiple state wrestling champ in high school, joined the US Army, drove trucks hauling crewed/operational tanks around the desert for three tours in Iraq, then got his warrant and learned to fly UH60s. Later he was an instructor teaching others to fly. He grew up somewhat like I did, it was a rough life on the farm without much money. Our older brother is very insecure, and he would take that out on us with beatings. I got it worse than my brother though, since he was younger. The oldest is not dominant, he is not a leader in any way, so he was using violence to try to be dominant over both of us. He ended up getting his ass kicked by us when our strength matched his. I nearly killed him. So my brother has had a rough life, saw lots of action and friends get zeroed out in the desert and mountains, but guys over 6' move out of his way in public. They can tell that he will do some damage just by the way he carries himself. That kid got almost as much tail as I did, but he got married in 1992, so that cut down on how many others he got since he isn't divorced. I got divorced twice, but around those two 8 year relationships I was pulling tail easily and often. The longest I went was 8 months when I was going to Korea, and for the first few months being there. Had other things going on in my life, so poon was not a priority at all. I've seen tall guys who are insecure, have a friend who is just about 30 and still a virgin, kid is 6'3, but is so unambitious and timid that he works in a grocery store stocking shelves. I try to get him to take some risks and learn to do new things, but he doesn't want to. He wants to stay sad and lonely I guess. Good thing he doesn't know I banged his mom. Its a mix of traits that affect how we carry ourselves, and dominance is something females can see in us without us saying a word. Its how we stand, walk, move, etc. The guys who aren't dominant display that in how they move, stand, walk, etc. Thing is they can learn it, and they can earn the confidence, if they apply themselves. My brother and I did it through wrestling and the military. Sure my base personality is different than my celibate friends, but I am not exactly an extrovert. Not an introvert either, I can be outgoing and boisterous, but I can also blend in with the surroundings, well as much as a 300 pound muscle bound gorilla looking freak can blend in. Thing is my brother and those of us like him don't need to prove anything to anyone else, we have already proven it to ourselves, and the opinions of others does not matter. That is essentially a dominant and confident personality, its earned, usually through hardship and effort. Those guys who can't get laid, have not achieved anything to earn it. They don't realize that poon is NOT the goal, its a consequence of achievement or of good looks. Being tall definitely makes it easier, but its not impossible for a short guy to have it too.
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  276.  @sinamy  the last two times her mother saw me in a store, she looked the same way. They look down and want to crawl in a hole. They know she fucked up, and her mother and sisters encouraged her to fuck up, cheat on me with a kid they didn't know, only to find out he was worthless, and they despised him. She was set for life with me. Her dad was too kucked by her mother to stand up to them, he could tell the new guy was a useless idiot. He ended up having to pay for both of them. Something about my ex.. She was 21 when I met her in 2003. She was a virgin because she was too homely for anyone around here to want to fuck her. I liked her because of her attitude and she was quite intelligent, she was completely different from my first wife. A bipolar hotty who wanted to fuck everything and spend all the money when she wasn't starting irrational fights and getting violent. I didn't want to get stabbed and hit with shit anymore. We lived together for 9 years, and I ignored her face because I liked who she was. I've had lots of girls, crazy hot Russians, to trailer park trash from BFE Nebraska. All over the world too. I was the first guy to show interest in her, and I was more interested in personality than hotness, because hot bitches are a hassle. She turns 40 in August, nobody will give her anything more than dick because she looks worse now than she did at 21 when I met her. I gave an ugly girl a chance, and she fucked it up just like the hot ones do. The wiring is all the same, no matter how good or bad they look. So yeah, her ugly ass knows she fucked up now.
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  284. Girls can do anything I can do? Pickle jars would like a word. I am one of the fathers who was thrown out, indentured into poverty and prevented by the state from being part of the lives of my two daughters who are now grown and in their 20s. I am not one of a minority, this happens to many fathers who want to be there with their kids. Despite working long hours to pay the bills, I spent a lot of time with my kids. I taught them to crawl, stand, walk, ride bikes, read, count, math, colors, shapes, how to run computers, and as many other things as I could. Then the cheating ex said I never spent time with them and was mean to them. That was how she was, abusive, bipolar, she would take off and screw her best friend's husband and completely ignore that she had kids and responsibilities. If society wants to continue blaming us for everything, holding us back so females can creep ahead with all the extra benefits and help they get, hey, fine by me. When everything stops working, the food dries up, and suddenly the cities go dark, lets remind them this is what they wanted. If they can do 'everything' we can do, then they can keep civilization functioning. They f'd up my daughter's lives, neither will find a decent man because of the damage done by their mother and the spineless guy she married. I will probably never be a grandfather, never get to spend time with kids teaching them all the things grandfathers should teach them. All the fun stuff, like how to drag race and play first person shooters. I was robbed of the childhood of both daughters, and of grandkids by feminism. Yeah, I am kinda salty about it. Men are good living alone, its our default setting we start out with as soon as we leave our parents house. They need the validation and attention from others, men don't give a damn. The weak males act like females, and they can suck it up and risk their lives for the precious females. Not like those guys will get any poon..
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  288.  @elidrissii  I've followed my path my entire life, allowed some girls to go along with me on my journey over the years. They did their best to derail me, one went so far as to take everything but a few rusty old cars from me, and the state made me pay her for another 15 years. I avoid where the masses go, If its popular more than likely I am not there. Youtube is about the only popular thing I am associated with, and I still have my limits for it. Funny thing is I have an Occulus Rift, the VR set facebook is pushing that metaverse on. I got it because I like combat flight sims, not because I want to talk to people in a fake environment or do something with a virtual house. I put all the furniture on the ceiling, the plants on the walls, and the other stuff is floating around... Its about the stupidest thing I have ever seen. I had no idea it was a FB thing when I bought it. Havent been on FB in two years. That VR set works pretty good for flying though.. I would use it for racing games, but I own race cars, and games are kinda missing the visceral appeal of racing an actual vehicle. Which is the whole reason I build and race cars, its not the speed, its the acceleration getting to the speed that has me hooked. Watching racing on TV is the most boring shit ever. Wait, no games with balls... that is the most boring shit ever. I like the real world, but I can't afford a P40 or P38, so I use games to do things I can't do in real life.... especially in winter, my GTOs and Cuda are not going out in this salted snow.
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  294.  @grettirgrattmards2348  its always been a hell hole, girls thinking they are 10s when they are 4s. The only thing that has changed is rather than looking at themselves in a mirror they are staring at a phone. While I was in the grocery store earlier tonight, I saw several girls between 20 and 30 who were checking me out, a few in their 30s, and a bunch in their 40s and up. Two were walking with their guy, but made sure to put themselves in my view, and made eye contact with the smiles you don't get if you repulse them. I'm only 5'8 man, 52 years old, and I am freakin HUGE... I look like a brick on short legs, kinda like a pale hairless gorilla. I shave my head and have a long gray beard that comes to a point. I wear black T shirts jeans and Redwing workboots. Looking at me I do not scream "I HAVE MONEY!" but I do have muscle. Girls can tell its not all fat despite my size. I call myself the fat guy as a euphemism, I look like a power lifter not a body builder. If you build some muscle, even if you are short like me, girls will notice. Its not like every girl will like you, but lots of them will. Of course being able to watch people, read their body language, and tell which girls are interested out of the majority who are not will make a huge difference. I've known 6'4 guys who had no clue that girls were attracted to them, since nearly every girl acts the same way around those guys. Shit if I was that tall with everything else I know and have for traits, I would have my pick of them. FORGET ONLINE BULLSHIT. Go talk to them in stores, don't ask them out. Instead get comfortable talking to them and get people to like you. How do you get people to like you? Get them talking about themselves is a good start. Go read a free copy of "How to win friends and influence people" by Dale Carnegie, its a 100+ year old book that is still spot on. Its a salesmanship book. You are selling yourself to girls, so sales will help you.
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  297.  @yasserbostan7156  yep, its confirmed, insecurity. I get it from tall guys who hear how much I can lift too. They can't imagine it, because how can that short guy be so much stronger? The only thing I exaggerate about is the size of my tool.. its really really small, like a half eaten TicTac. Face it, you are lucky to get some, and you are jealous that an old guy like me has gotten tail on four continents, from nearly every race on the planet. Might be some left, and of course subsets... but generally its all of them. Back when I was 44, just after getting divorced from my 30 year old wife, I had a 22 year old doing all sorts of naughty stuff. At 50 there was an 18 year old having way too much fun, both were under 115lbs. I've lost interest in girls, too much effort I'd rather build, drive, and race old muscle cars. Know what the wives of tall guys almost always said when I finished? "How the hell can you move like that?" I bet you are going to say I do not own four GTOs, four Trans Ams, six Formulas, two Mustangs, six LeMans two doors, an eye searing green Cuda, and some old C10s too... or that I can bench over 450lbs. You can see most of the cars on my channel if you want, and its a fair bet that a man with 21" arms can lift a lot of weight. Go ahead, peruse the channel... I dare ya. Kid, there is always someone who is capable of and has done far more than you have in his life. Imagine what the guys who have accomplished and done more than me are like. Oh wait, you can't because you think small and probably will never build anything. Legos don't count, but they are cool.
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  302.  @Outlier999  they do care about looks, that wasn't what I meant. Dominance and the ability to inflict grievous harm on others, but refraining from doing so, is what gets them going.. looks just get the ball rolling and your foot in the door. I am 5'8 and I don't think I am all that great looking, but I pulled girls from guys over 6' an alarming number of times. Usually by ignoring them while hanging out with their guy, though we were not usually friends. Without having a good masculine role model, young men will have no idea what I am talking about or how to display it. That is why there are so many of them now who can't get lucky, and a handful who are getting all the tail. Most guys think its money, or being tall, but its far more visceral than that. I frighten girls, intimidate them, and then I am friendly, polite, cordial, but not nice. I like messing with their heads to some extent, not in a mean way, just watching their expressions change as I talk to them. I am friendly because if I am not I get calls from the sheriff telling me to not go there anymore. I'll put it another way. Ok guys usually like exotic cars, R8s, Ferraris, Lambos, GTRs .etc. They assume girls will like those too, but if they see you driving one, you're a wallet to them. What gets a girl's interest is a sinister looking rusty rat rod, something that screams "I AM DANGEROUS" and declares watch out for tetanus. They really like cars that are loud, obnoxious, and shake the ground as they idle by, but its better if they are satin black or the paint is faded and worn through, but the unmistakable power throbbing in the car will have them wishing for a ride in it. My 1968 LeMans is just such a car. My 1970 Cuda despite it being that eye searing green, and the 65 GTO even though its an 11 second daily driver, are too shiny and nice looking, so they do not have the appeal my ratty looking muscle cars do. Its the danger, the possibility of injury, the thrill of something that will go zero to sixty in less than 3 seconds and scare the hell out of them in the process. I get females of all ages, all types, socio economic backgrounds, hot to hogs, wanting to check out my ratty cars that have an obvious intent of going fast. The shiny ones get some attention, but nothing like a satin black one with the engine sticking out of the hood and 3.5" exhaust dumping the cacophony from my large high compression Pontiac V8s.. yes they shake the ground at idle. One girl with the 65 GTO, and lots of them with a ratty 1979 Formula that would flatten your eyeballs on the street. When her jugs go over her shoulders, its pulling hard enough to dampen panties. They like the danger and intimidation, but only as long as its under control. Not going to hurt them, but it could.
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  310.  @GoldGollum  you touched on something there, about feminine thinking. They hold it up as the pinnacle of human development, and make up things like emotional intelligence and emotional labor. Also there is another thing. See if this sounds familiar. Lets go back to caveman and hunter gatherer societies. The man goes out, hunts, brings home food for his family, and the mother takes it from the father and divides it among the kids. In some of those societies they would take from the most successful hunters and feed the old and inept. Take that notion to its extreme and you get something that should be familiar to everyone at this point. Everything is taken from you that you work for, its divided up by those who did not earn nor produce it, and then maybe you get some of it back after the others have gotten theirs. Men take risks, they go over the mountain to hunt and find things over there to bring home. Women are risk averse, they want to be safe above all else, and then want to divide up what they have not earned so everyone gets an equal share. These two ways of being are complimentary. The problem is, the feminine way of thinking is being pushed on everyone and the result is always that nobody produces without being forced to. If you are not compensated for your efforts, you stop putting in the effort when you see others getting what you earned, despite the fact they did nothing to earn it. That is the point where female thinking goes too far.. when its put in control of anything other than a man's kids.
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  318.  @fishsmell3939  I'm in northern Michigan, along the shore of Lake Superior, long enough growing season, plus greenhouses are easy to build. Fish are plentiful in the big lake as well as rivers and streams. You can drink directly from the lake, and we get lots of snowfall which means water is VERY easy to get. I make ethanol fuel from cattails and tree sap, so I can run generators, chainsaws, and my vehicles on it. It doesn't harm engines like people claim. To run a two stroke you need to mix vegetable oil with the fuel for lubrication, the two stroke oil won't mix with ethanol. If you raise the compression in your engines you can get better mileage on ethanol than you can on gasoline, its easy to achieve but you cannot run gasoline in them anymore unless is very high octane race gas. We have plenty of wood here, and that opens up lots of possibilities. Firewood works, but you can see and smell the smoke. I have another method of heat that doesn't burn anything and makes 140F water for six months. You can use that with radiant heat systems in floors or baseboard radiators. After six months of heating water you have rich topsoil that requires far less water to grow food. I came across all of this when I started looking for alternatives to gasoline when it was $5 a gallon back in 2007. I am a gearhead, I like 50 year old muscle cars and drag racing. I am not a tree hugger, and it just so happens that producing energy rather than buying it enables me to spend my money on parts I cannot make.. like engine blocks, cylinder heads, tires, gaskets etc. I am also a machinist, but you need extensive tooling to make things like that, and foundry work is a big undertaking. So its better to buy those parts. I am stocking up on things like gaskets, tires have a lifespan so maybe I will get wheels the same diameter as Teslas for my cars and trucks.. lol. After growing up on a farm I know how to grow food, raise livestock, butcher, and survive off the land. Also know how to weld, fix machines, build structures and repair damn near anything. The military taught me some very useful things as well. The more you can produce, they less you need to buy. The more you can produce, the more you will have if/when the world goes SHTF.
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  326. Thats a cool spot to live, I tell ya what, living in the woods is freakin awesome. You cannot see my neighbors at all, the nearest is a quarter mile away through the trees, on the other side of the road. I've spent the last week insulating another wall and building my livestream area in my shipping container house. Its coming out nice. I mounted my two PCs on the wall to open up desk space, and I think I need a few more shelves for stuff in the background. Its been a long time coming getting to where I can afford to do all of this after my divorce left me living in my car. My 32x48x12 shop cost me about $18k with the lift for my cars, the house using four 20ft containers is around $20k. Two are stacked, one is 13 feet from the stacked two, with another on the side of them, with a loft built between the two bottom ones. If I ever get it done and all the unused building materials out of here I might make a video of it. I've learned a lot about how to build a home from containers, and the foundation is overbuilt, but I wanted ot make sure it wasn't going anywhere unless I take it apart and move it... which I can do relatively easily. Its a comfortable home for me and a couple dogs, no plans to have a woman living here, and a pellet stove keeps me good and warm. Next week I am ordering a sawmill so I can make lumber from the maples I have cut down so I can use the wood in the house to build things, like a place to put my clothes that is not a dresser made of particle board. I will probably rework the interior of the 71 Travco RV I have too, so I can use it to haul my drag cars around and sleep in it when I go racing with the dogs. Owning your home without debt is a wonderful thing, building it yourself saves money, but it does cost you time.
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  334.  @patrioticaussiesams8581  sounds like my first ex. I managed to keep all the old muscle cars simply because she kept me too broke to paint anything. In her mind, if its not shiny, its not worth anything. I lost a house and one car garage, plus most of my earnings for 15 years in the first divorce, 10 acres of land, house, and 32x32 shop in the second divorce. In 2013, just two weeks after the divorce was final, I closed on the land I am living on now. 13 acres of woodland, a mile from Lake Superior, nestled in behind the trees with a very hard to see driveway. The second one didn't take money from me, she knew she would get nothing but a huge mess to clean up.... like gray matter splattered on the walls. I was not going to be living like I had to with the 1st one, and she knew it. Instead she accused me of cutting up her boyfriends truck and had me thrown in jail for two weeks. A year ago, I paid off my land and the building loans, ahead of schedule. I built my house in 2019, the 32x48x12 shop went up in 2015, and I did most of the work on both of them. Cheaper that way, even if it hurts more. I have a lift and almost all the tools/equipment needed to do frame off restorations and building tube chassis from scratch. The funny part is I can still get with girls in their 20s, usually I am older than their dad is. Even at 52 I have more options and things going for me than either ex, and all but one girl I dated in the past. They don't get a chance at living with me or anything, they know up front its only sex.. wild gorilla against the wall with light hair pulling sex.. its what they want, sometimes I give it to them. Right now I am building a rather large engine that will take a bit of boost and make 1500 to 2000hp, so all the funds are going to that project, engine, chassis, etc. No time or money to waste on a female that isn't already getting dick from me when I feel like giving it.
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  336.  @KulaGGin  Ever notice how Sun Tzu never gave dating advice? That is because men are logical, somewhat honor driven, and even our randomness can be predictable because its rooted in logic and reason. I know full well what they want, and I don't care to give it to them. Saying I don't care what they want does not equate to I don't know what they want. Women are emotionally driven, they rarely employ logic and reason, have no concept of honor whatsoever, and are predictable in every way, including that you cannot trust them. Once you know them, you can predict what she is going to do, and its only a matter of time until she does. The randomness of men is their greatest asset and threat. Being random and unpredictable works in our favor in many ways. That is not to say we are chaotic or uncontrolled, that is a different thing. You could say I know females rather well, having had between 150 and 200 of them, married and divorced twice, and they were from all over the world. Its a pretty good sample to get an idea of how they are. How they are does not make them bad people, it simply makes them female. They operate under different strategies and tactics than we do, because they cannot use overt physical prowess to get what they want. They have to use subterfuge, deception, manipulation, and the allure of wookie cookies and the hidden snot pocket to get what they want. If you notice, weak males use those same things, because they cannot use physical means either. They think they are smarter, as if we can't see what they are doing. We merely allow them to do those things, sometimes out of amusement to see where it goes. Lots of men are unaware of those machinations of women and weak males, and the fuss they put up when we point it out is huge.
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  337.  @ezkempinkemp3467  I had a prick in the US military that got the idea stuck in his head that I needed to sell one of my cars that I raced from time to time. It cost me all of $25 a year to insure it in my home state because its a 1979. I was going through a divorce and he demanded I sell off everything I own before I went to Korea in 2002. I was going to have $100 a month to live on because of child support. He thought me selling my car for $500 would help me out when I had $5k invested in it, and the parts in it were worth even more than that. He did everything he could to force me to sell it, even went so far as to prevent the NCO between us from helping me by taking it to Navy storage which was free for the year. If its left on base for 3 months, its auctioned off as an abandoned vehicle and I wouldn't have seen any cash from it. Ended up having to put it in a storage unit which cost me more and left me with less. Thankfully my unit in Korea started an IG investigation on my behalf, and that prick ended up losing three stripes and being forced to retire. There were other things he did, the car was just one of them. In all four people in my chain of command got bitten by what they did to me before I went to Korea. My immediate supervisor was lucky he avoided jail time for what he did. Lots of fraud and conduct unbecoming. Selling something you have money invested in for a lot less than you put in is stooipid. Rather than sell off all my stuff, I lived VERY frugally and got used to having no money. Thats what I always do, and I never sell something just because I have bills to pay. Thats short term thinking, instant gratification. If I sold off all my stuff and had a pile of money, it would just go into another yard full of vehicles and they would not be as rare and valuable as some I have now.\ When I went to buy the land where I live now, I sold some parts I didn't need. Mostly chevy stuff and things I had plenty of spares of. Made a few thousand on that and my dad helped me out with the rest of it. Its only the second time my dad helped me with anything before he died. Its not that I won't sell stuff, but I am not going to take a huge loss on it if it is valuable. I have one car that is worth more than the land I bought, could have sold that, but then I wouldn't be able to afford to own that particular car again. I still have it, paid everything off in 2021 so now I am debt free... and that very rare and valuable car is still sitting here. I play the long game, and my kid will benefit from it.
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  340.  @James_36  the last one I was seeing, from '14 to '18, paid her way. She also took me to concerts and we went on adventures together. The 7 hour drive between us was a factor too, but she decided she wanted to try out a firefighter she just met, so she ended it with me. He dumped her two weeks later, and she thought I would feel good about him doing that. I like her and consider her a good friend, so even if she isn't with me I want her to do well and enjoy life. When we hooked up I told her she would be the one who breaks it off, and why. She said she is not like that. I said ok we shall see. Sure enough, she did exactly what I said she would do. The only variable is how long it takes for her to get there. Its exceptionally easy for me to stay single, as long as I don't ask any of them out or get their number, I stay single. Women are not willing to take risks and they cannot stand rejection, so they don't put themselves out there and start things. They wait for us to come to them then they decide if we are good enough for them. Around here, none of them are good enough for me. They are either alone moms, huge like a manatee, or they are thin and having happy time with ADHD meds every day.. the legal and illegal versions of it. If they are drug free, not huge, and are pleasant to be around, they can hop on the train for a while. Stay as long as they like. I am putting zero effort into them, because its not worth it. There is no investment, its an expense that costs more and more as the years go by. Not just money and resources, but in time. I will not put time into them, I have my own stuff to do that is vastly more enjoyable.
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  360.  @dpstrial  I am somewhat short at 5'8, heavily muscled, and with my military mentality I am apparently intimidating. If I am my normal self, I get calls from the sheriff telling me I can't shop there anymore. So I have to try to look fat, harmless, and I have to be very polite and affable. That means I make conversation with the people running my stuff across the scanner, try to make them laugh, if they flirt a bit I flirt back, but then I walk away and go on with my life. I like for people to underestimate me, I learned that growing up and getting beaten on often. Be unobtrusive and you have to deal with less shit. When you have 21" arms, no neck and look like a gorilla, its hard to be unobtrusive. Its also why my channel and name on here is sweaty fat guy. So the girls probably think I am too timid to ask them out or something. Whatever works as long as my caller ID doesn't say "restricted" on it, I don't care. I get lots of smiles and downward glances as girls meet me in public. I rarely smile back. The PTSD has me scanning everything and reading people, so I can tell which girls like me, and which ones don't. Most don't and I am good with that. If they knew that I can just order up $10k worth of engine parts for one of my cars, and not have it affect me at all, they'd probably show a lot more interest. A black T shirt or hoodie when its cold, well worn jeans, a ball cap from a gun shop or car parts company, and the one tell.. $300 redwing work boots. Even when they see me walk out to my 65 GTO or 70 Cuda, they don't seem to make the connection. The older girls will comment about my car, its obvious to them. I tell em "Thanks, its my grocery getter" they always laugh. They don't see me again, so they won't realize its the same guy with a 69 GTO, 70 GTO, a bunch of old Firebird Formulas when I get them done and put them on the road. I will be driving the 76 C10 I am building right now later this summer. All black, slammed, short box, big wheels, wide tires, loud raspy thumping 6.0 I swapped in, its going to be a head turning truck. Hopefully the wheels and tires I want for it will be off backorder soon. Fucking Biden. I like to build cool shit, and old cars are a vastly better way to spend time and money than girls. The vehicles go up in value, girls go down in value. Its kinda funny. I am a disabled veteran, I save money by doing the work myself, because I can't afford to pay others to do it for me. Honestly I cant afford a female and an old car, so 40 old cars, and 30 or so newer ones is the way I go. every so often a college girl decides she wants a ride in my car, then a ride in the back seat. Then she goes back to class and I never see her again. They don't want their dad to know she got railed by a guy older than him. I don't think they buy it that my name is Raoul or Sergio...
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  362.  @c.albrow9161  at the ripe age of 16, in 1985, I had the chance to buy a 1969 RA IV 4 speed Judge.. for $1200. I had owned my 67 Cougar for three years at that point, and only used $450 of the $2500 I made selling sweet corn in the summer of 1982... dad said no, because it would never be worth more than $2500. I said I didn't care because I would never sell it anyway. Yeah I have owned a car since I was 13... longer than my second wife has been alive. In 1986 I bought my 72 GTO from a junkyard for $175, hit in the front. I got a 72 LeMans with that front end last year... been looking for it all these years. Those hoods sell for $5000 each in 'ok' shape. I have two of them now. In 1987 I could have bought a 1971 Judge, 455 HO M22 4 speed for $4000, I really should have, but the 69 has always been the enigmatic dream car I still want. Instead I got a 1979 10th Anniversary TA for $2500. I still have the TA but it hasn't moved since 1988. I plan to change that this year, drag it 1000 miles from the family farm to where I live now and get to rebuilding it. The poor thing was rough when I got it, but zero rust. I enlisted in 1988, which put builds on hold for a while. Still picked up a 1979 WS6 Formula 4 speed while I was stationed in Germany. If it were a 400 car it would be worth a fortune... but it was a 301 4 barrel. Its my street strip toy now, had it running 11.40s in street trim back in the 90s. It has a 700+hp Butler Performance engine in it right now. That thing scares me a little. When I got out of the military the second and final time in 2005, a friend who had orders to the White House (electrician) sold me his 1972 455 HO Formula... you know one of 276 built, six with auto and AC, this one has no paint code, just two dashes on the cowl tag... a one off special ordered car. Between enlistments, working as a CNC programmer/machinist, and owning an auto shop on the side and after NAFTA sent the CNC job to Mexico, I picked up some other Firebirds, 71 Formula 400, 74 Formula 350, three more 79 Trans Ams (one is a black SE) and my 1970 GTO. In 2007 I picked up the rolling shell of rust that is my 65 GTO. PHS verified GTO, was a 4 barrel 4 speed, manual everything car. Is now a 455, TKO600, and Jeep steering box, with a bunch of suspension upgrades to make it a fun daily driver. Runs on E85 and home made E100. Lots of compression, which means LOTS of torque and decent mileage. I have over 3000 hours of my life invested in that car, and about $15k. Last summer I picked up the 69 GTO, not a Judge, and not much left of it, slightly worse shape than the 65 was when I started on it in 2009. Well the 65 had a good frame under it, but the 69 has more pinch weld area where the front and rear glass glue in. Once I get a bunch of other stuff done this summer (trucks/trailers/youtube creator race drag car for the no name nationals, etc.) the 69 and 70 are going in the shop to get frame off rebuilds. Then the 71 and 72 Formulas the next year. The 10th Anniversary will get the shop all to itself because it should go quick, might as well concentrate on it and make it nice. First divorce was in 2001. Second in 2013. I managed to keep all the old muscle cars, mostly because none of them were shiny, so those two didn't realize they were worth anything. The first got a crapton of child support out of me. She will be 48 this year, alone, over 300lbs, addicted to oxy, and the only reason her house wasn't foreclosed is because her mom died and left her just enough money to get caught up. What a great parent to leave debt and a world of crap for her kids. The second one had me thrown in jail rather than going after my VA income. She knew I would simply burn everything and self delete in a VERY public and inconvenient way in her parents driveway if she did. Both of them cheated, lied, and did everything wrong. Both were rewarded, the first was violent and bipolar, she made my life a living hell. I was punished for being a good dad, and never cheating, never mistreating them, and busting my ass to provide for them. I will not be doing that again. Bipolar chicks are obvious to me now, at the first hint of that I simply turn and walk away. I will hook up, but usually I tell them my name is Raoul or Sergio, and they don't get to know where I live. So I own all these old cars, a bunch of old trucks, (around 70 vehicles total) 13 acres of woodland near Lake Superior, built a 32x48 shop to work in.. with a lift and most tools I need to do all of this stuff... But wait there's MOAR! I paid off everything last year and am debt free just 8 years after losing everything other than the cars and my tools a second time, and living in my car for two years. I like old cars a lot more than people. I like dogs a lot more than people too. My older Siberian Husky is bugging me to go out...
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  375.  @IWubYooz  its more than not giving a damn about them, if you want to get your member moistened by her snot pocket. 1. You have to talk to them, even if you are paying them you gotta talk to them. If you can't talk to them, you will not get any tuna scent on your thing. Chicks are all about talking, if you can't they won't open their legs. They are voice activated. What you say and how you say it matters. 2. I have found that whatever I set my mind to, what I focus on (doing or getting) I find a way to achieve it. If I really want to do something, I find a way to make it happen, and I put in the work required to make it happen. I have never just sat back and waited for things to come to me, because if I did, nothing ever came to me. Thats how my life has been since I was a little kid, I had to struggle and work to survive. Had to learn how to defend myself, and how to really hurt people so they would stop beating on me. I wanted a vintage GTO, really wanted a 1969 model, but it took a long time to find out I could afford. I have owns a 72 since 1986, a 70 since 1994, and a 65 since 2007. I got the 69 last summer and it is a severely rusted shell. So I have to put in the work to rebuild it and make it a driver again. It doesn't come without effort. Anything worth doing is worth the effort. If it comes easy, it has low value, if it requires effort, dedication, perseverance, it will have greater value. Rare and desirable rather than common and unwanted. You can't simply sit and wait for the girls to do all the work, because they won't. You do not focus on them, or obsess over them, but you go places you can meet them. My focus was never fully on girls, it was on muscle cars or aircraft my entire life. Girls were a secondary or tertiary thing, never a priority, more like a pastime like watching a game on TV once in a while rather than being a rabid fan that paints his face at home and screams at the screen. When the opportunity presents itself, I decide if I want to give her a chance or not. They only get one chance though, and once offered and rejected, it is never offered again. No shortage of girls out there, a bit more of a shortage of non fat girls these days, but still plenty around. A new crop turns 18 every damn day. 3. Girls do not hit on you like we hit on them. They are terrified of rejection, so everything they do is from a distance, with deniability built in. They are not overt, you have to read them because they will not come out and say it unless they are very low on the 1 to 10 scale... or you are very high on it. With us being short guys, we are not high on it, so even the ugly fat girls rarely hit on us overtly How do girls do it? They show interest, by doing things like making eye contact with you from a distance, they place themselves in your field of vision, they give you an opportunity to say hello, essentially they present themselves to you and wait for you to make a move. Once you know the facial expressions they have that show interest, its VERY easy to spot, because they all do the same damn things. Doesn't matter what continent they are from, how wealthy their parents are, they all have the same expressions that say "I want you" or "I am very interested in you" and I caught on to those when I was 16. Also their displays of disinterest, revulsion, and impatience are the same. Most guys can't tell when she is not interested because she is being polite, giving him that saccharine smile that should be telling him he isn't even in the friend zone, she wants him away. Girls like all kinds of different things in men. Some like us thick guys with lots of muscle, some like the little skinny wimps who can't lift their own body weight. Same as some guys like fat chicks, some super skinny, big or small tits, whatever. If you are an introvert you are going to find it nearly impossible to get some unless you are quite good looking. If you get nervous talking to them, they will be able to tell. If you lack confidence, it will show in everything you do and say. One thing most of them seem to like is knowing the man is dangerous, but that he can refrain from harming them. Thats why so many of them like the serial deleters, they think he won't harm them despite the fact he is in prison for doing exactly that to however many females. They are almost all attracted to danger in men. If you are not dangerous, or incapable of inflicting grievous harm upon others, they will not want you for anything but a wallet to plunder. "You can't truly call yourself "peaceful" Unless you are capable of great violence. If you are not capable of violence, You're not peaceful, You're harmless." That is a big part of why I draw their attention, because I do not move like a fat man. I move like a muscle bound freak that has harmed people many times in the past. Look at the way MMA fighters who win often move, that is what draws their eye. Its a lot of BS that a man has to know and do to get his thing damp. Chicks say "It just happened" or "when you stop looking, that is when it will happen for you" which is how it works for them. They sit back and wait for one of us to approach and talk to them. If we sit back and do nothing.... Nothing happens.
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  386. Exceptionally beautiful women? I go with a binary, is she fuckable or not? The hotter they are, the more neurotic and entitled the chick is going to be. Know what the difference between a hot 9 and a 5 is? The wrapper. I pay attention and I can tell which girls are interested and which are not. I'm not keeping them, my value is not based on how hot the girls I bang are, so as long as she passes the hydraulic test and she is interested, I might talk to her. They are a huge hassle and a waste of time/money, I've had more than I can remember, so they aren't special to me. I'm 5'8 and heavily muscled, so a suit makes me look fat. Style is something I do not give a fuck about, I wear a black T shirt, jeans, Redwing boots, and a ballcap. I drive an old muscle car I built, and I have several of them. Some are ratty, loud and obnoxious, all of them will scare the fuck out of girls. I am who I am, and no bint is going to give me useful advice. I am not a nice guy, to be honest I barely give a fuck about them. As long as she is thin 4 to 8 is good for me. The muscle, bad boy image, and IDGAF attitude works rather well, and since I am short the hottest chicks rarely show interest in me. I get mine, and I try to limit how much they cost me. If you're an incel, here's what you do. Get in the gym, lift very heavy shit, stop giving a fuck, learn to tell when a chick is interested in you or some other guy, and realize unless you are over 6' and ripped with good facial symmetry, the hottest ones aren't going to be interested. They are entitled and annoying as fuck, rarely having a personality, so go for the 5 to 7s. As long as she is thing, she will do. Never marry one.
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  387. Think of it this way, its natural population control. For centuries the population was controlled by war, pestilence, and famine. Millions of men never got the chance to reproduce, because they died before they could get some tuna scented snot pocket. China had a one child policy for decades, so they have millions of men who will never get laid, never have kids, and their population will probably crash this century because of it. Japanese men have said fuck it and checked out 20 years ago. Now its rolling through the USA. The same men who would have died in battle or from disease are not bothering to chase tail, because there is no benefit in it and it bears a VERY high risk. The population is going to crash, because there is no incentive to have kids and risk everything you invested your hours, days, months, and years into building just to get your Tab D wet. Its not materialistic, men want their investments to pay off. They want to be in a better position after the investment than they were before, but the laws today almost always put the man in a far worse position when his wife decides to jump on random cocks. What is the point of doing something for nothing or at great cost when you're left with nothing at the end? We are not charities. When we sacrifice for a wife and kids we expect to have them in our lives and supporting us, its a give-take relationship that goes both ways, Currently its all give by men, all take by females, and females might give some nookie in return for all we do. Fuck that. I am not in the 80%, which was surprising to me to discover.. because I am 5'8 and have never been wealthy. Apparently I am good looking. I thought everyone could bang a different girl every few days to weeks, with less than a month of dry spell between them. I have friends who are in their 50s like me, who have had less than 5 girls in their entire lives, and one hasn't been laid in nearly 20 years. Just last night I had girls in the grocery store who were smiling at me and looking down and away, obvious indications of interest. I live near a small town, and I try to go shopping when nobody is around. One was in her 20s, a couple in their 30s, and one well over 40, all were thin and well kept. I DON'T GIVE A FUCK anymore. Two divorces, hundreds of girls cheating and using me for money/attention/validation, and I just don't care anymore. I am not losing my home I built to another chick who wants to extort cash and prizes from me. They are too much effort, too much risk, and the only benefit I get is a warm moist place to jerk off. Pron is free now, and at my age its more of a maintenance issue than a strong urge. I've had girls naked in my bed and I decided to play RDR2 or a first person shooter instead of getting some. I'd rather spend my money and time on my vintage GTOs and old pickup trucks. I am happy being a hermit in the woods, building hotrods, and trying to teach people how to work on old cars and make fuel to run them. I have two kids, both daughters. One will not have kids, she doesn't want them. The other is 25 and her mom fucked her up so badly that she will never find a quality man. She attracts the losers, the dregs, the morons and felons. If she has a kid it will probably be with a low quality male. Her mother made damn sure of that when she divorced me 21 years ago. A bit of humble brag here. I banged a mom and a daughter, on separate occasions not together, back in 2002. They were among the other 6 girls I had on rotation, the mom was 4 years older than me, the daughter was 11 years younger. You can tell a lot about people by where they live... trailer parks are where you find girls like that.
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  389. I had some twat try to say I was privileged because I grew up on a farm, was working from age 8, operating heavy machinery, repairing vehicles and equipment, and lifting heavy shit until I left the farm at 18. Got a construction job, then a job in an aircraft machining plant running Bridgeport mills, drills, and turret lathes. Lost the machining job because I got pink eye and nearly went blind. Worked in a junk yard, getting wrecks, flooded, and theft recoveries running to check the compression, then completely taking it apart and cataloguing the parts and putting them away. Left that job, worked for a seed corn company unloading trucks alone, and on night shift five guys came in to do what I was doing. Then I enlisted, was sent to Germany loading cargo planes, and my second year there the gulf war started and I nearly got worked to death spending the entire 12 hour shift, and usually a few hours extra, out on the flight line busting my ass working every day from 10 Aug 90 to some time in January 91, then I got one day off per week until September 91. The 92 draw down left me a Mr, so I went to school on GI Bill, got a factory job working full time on 2nd shift, 90F in the plant in winter, 130F in summer, working with 220F compounds and coolants always covered in oil, doing 12 credit hours in the mornings taking mech engineering and automotive tech. Was stupid got married, the factory was packed up and sent to Mexico because of NAFTA, started my shop but all the factory jobs were gone so I didn't get enough customers. Went back to the military just in time for my second war, got divorced in 2001, and came back from the desert crippled in 2004. That was the first time I drew unemployment. 36 years old, crippled from war, and on unemployment while the VA decided how fucked up I was.. So fucking privileged. Then a fat chick I know said my life was easier because I am male.
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  392. I hear the right say we need families and men need to be fathers, and I agree with them. However, they also say that men should "step up" and start families, without addressing the fact that men have no choice whatsoever in if the family stays together or not. They demand we make the sacrifice and take a HUGE risk, that only Crowder seems to know about now. Steven is finding out the hard way. Until the family court system and child support is fixed, title 4D is eliminated entirely, and fathers are no longer punished for having a family, men will continue to eschew relationships. We tend to solve problems, and if there is a risk with no upside and only detrimental effects, we will avoid taking that risk. Its that simple. If we are going to lose regardless of how we play, well, we aren't going to play that game, we will spend our time doing things that benefit us. As for health, well there is definitely something in our food that is doing us wrong. When I would be stationed overseas I could maintain my weight easily, here in the US its a constant battle and I don't really eat that much, plus I eat very healthy. I can't get the exercise I need because after my 2004 deployment, I will never run again, and running was how I managed my weight. I don't want to get more muscle, I have more than I need already, so it leaves me in an interesting position. I lost 30lbs between May and September, but since October I am maintaining rather than losing the 40 I want to get rid of. Same diet, but eating less and I am stuck bouncing around in a 4lb doldrum for more than two months now. However, my clothes are fitting better and I have more energy, so even if the belly isn't gone, and the weight is the same, I know what I am doing is healthy. I want the gorilla belly gone, but even eating nothing processed but some yogurt, it persists. It has to be in the food.
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  403.  @manfredschmalbach9023  yep, you are right about what girls want. Saying I am a superchad is a bit much though. That is most amusing to me. If I ever show myself in one of my videos you will laugh at the idea, and probably call bullshit that I get any attention at all. But for some reason, I do. Girls do not make sense in what they are attracted to, all I can do is notice certain things that they are drawn by. I always had to talk girls into it. Lucky for me I have a deep voice and I can be very funny, but if I never speak to them they have no idea. I have friends who are just as on their mission as I am, and they can't get laid. They are 55 to 57 now, and only one of them has a girlfriend. They are either gearheads like me or gun nuts, but they can't talk to females worth a damn. I bracket raced my old cars for a while in the 90s and early 2000s. Farthest I made it was the 3rd round, but we also had 200 cars in my class at my strip. The highest I placed in wrestling was 3rd. The only thing I 'win' at is video games, first person shooters, because the PTSD gives me an awareness and a complete memory of the maps, so I can figure out where they are coming from. So I do quite well in games. Girls don't care if you can go 60-2 in CoD without cheating.. nobody else does either unless they are playing against you. So I am not a champion, not a winner in contests, but I can win sometimes against other cars when we head to 'Mexico' to race. That is a euphemism for 'undisclosed location with a straight deserted road and no traffic' because shit faster than mine cannot be raced in traffic without killing someone. Not talking about fart can and cheese grater equipped Hondas, but cars that actually run hard. If you check my channel and look at my cars, the green Cuda gets attention because of the color and sound. Its my slowest V8 car. Girls like to take their photo by it, but I am never around when they do it. Since its the only green one in the area, its easy to spot when someone posts themselves with my car on facebook or something. Have yet to pick up girls with it, but I am not really trying. The blue 65 GTO has gotten me laid a couple times, but its too nice and sorta grandpa. The blue Firebird, now that thing has gotten me a ton of tail, and the uglier it was the better it worked, but it is also my fastest ride at the moment, running mid to low 9's in the quarter. It ran mid 11s to low 12s in the 90s. Its ratty and has no interior to speak of. It scares panties off girls if they go for a ride. The black 68 LeMans and the 70 GTO when it was satin black, draw females like moths to flame. They are very ratty, but have the right look about them. That 70 GTO draws attention from everyone, well not in its current color as that blends in and its not even noticed. If you give a girl the option of riding in an exotic like Ferrari / Lambo, or a rat rod covered in rust that requires a tetanus shot to lean against it, they will more often than not, got for the rat rod. They like the danger, and the exotic car owner is seen as a wallet, whereas the ratty fast car owner is seen as someone she wants to fuck. Guys dig the exotic cars far more than females do. They want the man who can harm them, but doesn't as he refrains from harming others unless he has to. Being the captain of a ship means you are in control of something, rather than just working on it. Like being the race driver vs the mechanic. The fighter pilot vs the crew chief. Being a competent fighter who has competed against others is where confidence and discipline come from, and that attracts girls. .. even if you're a short bastard like me and my little brother. Oh yeah, my little brother... he is 5'6 and all of 160lbs. Retired Army helo pilot/instructor. Five combat deployments, three driving HETs that haul tanks around Iraq, two flying UH60s in Afghanistan. He has been shot at so many times he doesn't even notice anymore. His short skinny and now 45 year old ass has always been able to pull seriously hot girls. He too has been through a world of shit like I have, and he is almost as dangerous as I am, I have a lot more strength than he does, but he has killed more people than me. Good luck finding a tougher man than him. Watch him walk or move and you will see it, its a do not fuck with me way of being... but he is funny and friendly, just don't try to hurt him or his family, he will destroy you and never think about you again. Come to think of it, he is a far better example than I am. I am a 300lb gorilla, he is a relatively normal sized short guy who can get VERY hot girls because of how he is.
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  412. I'm 53, the last place I want to be is at a frat party. In 2001 while stationed in Charleston SC I saw a skinny nerd looking guy, late 40s early 50s, goofy pedoglasses, the ring of hair around the back of his shiny head, clinging to the last vestiges of his youth. He was trying super hard to get girls to dance with him and give him attention. Don't be that guy. He would do better with a Ferrari, shaving his head completely, getting laser correction, and hitting the gym after getting a doc to hook him up with some TRT juice. The funny thing is I usually do well at car shows and such, because I have cool old cars they like. The car I am building right now is sure to be a thong magnet and the VA doc says I can't keep my repellent hanging over my belt anymore. 1968 LeMans, satin black, roll cage, good to 8.50, between 900 and 1100hp when I get the 6-71 supercharger on its 505ci Pontiac. The thing looks like pure evil incarnate. The ratty 1979 Formula Firebird I brought back from Germany in 1991 that had 550ish hp, it got me lots of tail, it might come out this year for a bit too. Just need to put the cage in it so it can have seatbelts, and a couple small things. I swapped a 550ish hp engine back in it so its fun to drive again, 700+ wasn't enjoyable for much. Gave the first ex a ride around the block in it when it was only running bottom 12s, she never got near it again. Chicks dig cars like that, I like driving and racing cars like that, which is why I have had the belly for repellent. Two ex wives is enough to make you decide to keep them away.
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  444. Leftists, I like to call them colloquially marxists, are the type of people who as kids would start some shit with another kid, pester him until he strikes back at them, then they run to the teacher to tell on the kid who they pushed into hitting them. They are authoritarians, they want others to do their dirty work, because they are incapable of doing it themselves, but they will talk big while they have protection from the group, the authority, or anonymity. You can see what happens to them in that video from a few years back, where the auntifah kid took a swing at the jacked guy with a weapon, the the jacked guy cold knocked him out. Any idea how rare it is that a leftist is heavily muscled and accomplished in any sort of physical endeavor or combat sport? Its incredibly rare. They are the weak, ineffective, inept, and incompetent people who are envious of others who put in the work to achieve, so they resent they are not like the people who have earned something, but are too lazy to achieve it for themselves. They feel entitled to what others have built or earned, and want it to be taken from others and given to them, without having to put in any effort. Every leftist I have ever known, seen, or read about has been this type of individual. They think like spoiled8 year old girls. When they get into power, like Stalin or Adolf, the only recourse they have when manipulation and propaganda fail, is violence and they start filling big holes in the ground with people who are disinclined to follow inept people installed in leadership positions. Like our current potato in chief.
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  452.  @Axiomatic75  my brother after me, is 5'6. He is around 175lbs, still runs every day despite retiring from the US Army more than ten years ago. He was a truck driver that hauled tanks on an overgrown semi called a HET, then he went on to fly UH60s in Afghanistan and finished his last 4 years as an instructor. He flies civilian medvac helos in our home state now. He was capable of pulling far hotter ones than I was, and I got some seriously hot tail in my time. He got married in 1993, they are still together, have three kids, and she knows she can't do better than him. She is two inches taller than he is too. There aren't many men out there who would want to tangle with him. He is also a 3 time state wrestling champ in one of the toughest states for that sport. He was 126lbs his senior year in 1992, I was 167 in 1987 and I was the strongest kid in the school, stronger than all the teachers too. Just because we are short doesn't mean we are incapable, weak, or harmless. I never lost a match to anyone taller than 5'10, and pinned everyone taller than 6' at 167. So I find it most amusing when a tall guy tries to intimidate me. They have no idea what is in store for them if they provoke me enough to engage. They'd better be very adept at BJJ or another MMA, or an old short crippled guy is going to put a hurtin on em. I prefer to avoid people, especially drunken college kids, I don't want to pay anyone's medical bills.. and I am sore for weeks if I exert myself like that now. Getting old sucks, but its also lots of fun.
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  455. I saw the same thing happen on base in Germany 35 years ago. Only the tallest best looking guys on base could speak to the split tails in uniform. If you said hello or hi, that was justification in their 3 of 10 heads to get you in trouble for 'rassments. Well guys, here's the deal. We do not have an expiration date, as long as you keep the plumbing working you can be a dad into your 70s. Some of you will never get any, never have kids, never get it without paying for it up front. You're fortunate, because the men like that in the past were taken out by disease, conflict, and dangerous jobs. You get to live and enjoy life on Earth, even if you don't get the peen wet, its still living and you can build a very enjoyable life even if everything is ripped from you by courts.. I am living proof of that. I have kids, and I lost two houses, most of my income from 1993 to 2015. Since '15 I have rebuilt my life and I do not allow them into it anymore. I am debt free and living on my terms on land I own. I can practice with split tails all I want, when I feel like it. Around here though, they are.. lets call it undesirable. As in enormous. The split tails have an expiration date, and a rather narrow window where they can procreate, legally its 18 to 30(ish), but by 29 they are nearly an empty egg carton. They prefer older men, and as a 55 year old with a gray beard, I can attest to how much the 18 to 28 year old group shows interest. The ones older than 29 are playthings, its what they have wanted to make themselves into, so thats what they are. When it all comes crashing down, and trust me it will, the men who are most capable, resilient, that have knowledge will do well. When the split tails are hungry, nowhere warm to sleep, lonely, unwanted, and their biological clock is ticking in their ears like a pile driver, those 'invisible' men will get noticed and pursued. It will not happen in my lifetime, I might have 20 years left to go, but in the 2050s, or 2060s things are going to change if humans still exist and haven't expired in some sort of misguided attempt to profit from everyone like the last 4 years. AI will take all the 'busy work' jobs that produce nothing, which is primarily occupied by split tails. They will lose all the houses they got in court when they left the best man they can ever get, they will have nothing, no prospects, no future, and they will clamor for someone to save them. The ones currently alive and older than 20 will turn to selling the one thing they have, bits, bobs, and vagenees online... until AI takes that over as well. Then they will sell the meat suit version. When you give split tails authority, put them in charge, and go with what they demand.. you get collapse. They are not builders, they are takers that make incredibly poor choices. They have poor judgement, no discernment to speak of, and go with whatever emotion is caused by the hormones coursing through their veins at the moment. Accept you will probably be the end of your genetic line, its not a big deal really. Enjoy your time here, not in a hedonistic way, but by building your life, getting that sense of accomplishment when you achieve goals and overcome obstacles. For me there is no better experience than starting that freshly built engine for the first time, hearing that V8 come to life, and knowing that I built it, then stuffing it in a vehicle that becomes rather quick/fast. We build, we create, we do. That is what gives us satisfaction in life. Go with that.. and the split tails will come by eventually to try to hook you into giving them everything you built.
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  497.  @joshuaanderson7511  if you have the skills, or are willing to learn the skills, and you can go competent work, its always cheaper money wise to do it yourself. If you screw things up, can't do it well, and have to have someone come fix it, then it is even more expensive trying to do it. Trying to fix your car when you have no idea how ends up costing more for someone like me to fix it, same with building a house. I built my house with four 20' shipping containers. Some places will not let you do that, the county I live in doesn't give a damn as long as they get their little fees and such. Technically its 'temporary' housing since I can take it apart easily and move it if I want. Asked some contractors how much to put up a 24x24x10 garage, they said $90k. My shop is 32x48x12 and I have a 5" thick concrete floor and a lift to work on my cars. $18k doing 95% of the work myself and using the trees I cleared to build the walls. It is A LOT OF WORK. Thats why its expensive for a contractor to do it. You still have to meet codes for your area, do the permits and other stuff. You have to know a lot in addition to being able to do it all. In June of 2015 I started clearing trees and getting the foundation to where I could get the concrete poured for my shop. Did the concrete in September, the walls went up in October, roof on in November and I hired two guys to come help me put the roof on. They bailed before finishing the job, typical of people around here. Unreliable and untrustworthy is the norm here. In September it was getting too cold at night to sleep in the RV so I took three of the four containers, cut both sides out of one, one side out of the other two, and made a 20x24 studio out of them. I lived in that without plumbing or running water for 4 years. It took me about 3 days to make it comfortable with a woodstove for heat and some basic wiring run through it. Used a roll of rubber roofing to keep the water out. The roll weighed 500lbs, and I carried it to the roof of the containers on my shoulder and spread it out. Renting a skidsteer or something would probably have worked too. In 2019 I rebuilt the house, stacked two containers, one that had the side cut out went on top, the one with both sides cut out went on the side, I put an outside wall in it like you would a normal house, and the fourth with one side cut went 13' from the stacked two. The bottom one isn't cut yet, will make a door in it and turn it into a bedroom later this year. I rented a large forklift to stack and move the containers on to the foundation I built. I can operate any machinery other than overhead cranes, its part of my military job, so I only had to rent it. Because my help is unreliable, it took me three weeks to get the roof on and the walls enclosed. If they would have been here for three entire days we could have done it all in that time. The containers were $2200 each delivered, so figure $10k in them. The lumber and stuff was $2000, then wiring, insulation, flooring, etc and I have about $20k in the house so far, and its not done yet. Its not finished yet because I have other things to do in summer, and because of an inner ear problem I am not allowed on ladders, scaffolding, etc that are higher than is survivable. Part of the joys of being crippled by the military. I have to have other people do certain things, like climbing ladders and doing the roof. The septic system is a big project, its going to cost me about $10k all on its own. That is the big obstacle for indoor plumbing, because it needs to be an above ground system where I live, because its sandstone bedrock just two feet under the dirt. Both my house and shop are sitting directly on the rock, so there is no sinking going to happen. You do not want to go low buck on septic systems, and they have to be done correctly. Now if you don't need something as grandiose as my shop where I rebuild vintage muscle cars, and the county will let you use containers, you can build a comfortable home quite easily and for not a lot of money. You will end up doing a lot of work though. I'd suggest learning to build a two car garage first, because what you learn by doing that will translate into building a house, with containers or lumber that they call 'stick built' around here. Then you will have a garage, and if insulated well with a small heaters, you can live in it while you build your home. Let me tell ya, a 50F or colder night in a shed without insulation is kinda miserable. I lived in my shop while I rebuilt my house in '19. It was unpleasant and maybe I should have cleaned all the cat dander from the RV instead. I had let a friend with cats live in it for a couple months, that turned into an entire winter and most of the spring. My RV has a small woodstove in it, and you either sweat or freeze, no in between. Its a 1972 Travco, collectors like them for some reason, it runs good, but needs work on the interior living space. I'll hook that thing up once I get the sawmill going here, then I have lots of lumber handy to do woodwork. The more you know how to do competently, the less cash you need to do things. I grew up on a farm so calling someone to come fix it for us was out of the question. We learned to do everything from concrete to plumbing, and to operate/repair heavy equipment down to lawnmowers and everything in between. That is how I rebuild GTOs that aren't even good parts cars into very nice daily drivers for a lot less than it would take to buy one in the same condition. If a shop did all the work I did to my 65 GTO, that would be a $200k vehicle. I put 3000 hours into it, and $15k in cash for the parts, it has lots of upgrades like disc brakes, overdrive trans, EFI, big sway bars, tubular control arms, and a hidden stereo. It drives like a new car, but feels and looks like a 55 year old car with as much power as a Hellcat Challenger. Know what happens if you don't weld something right, or don't repair brakes correctly? You can cause lots of damage. If you don't build a structure correctly, it can also end you. However, you can get there just like I did, and you don't have to have been operating equipment and rebuilding engines since you were 8 years old like I was.
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  511. There is a balance to fighting back and protecting yourself. However, they want you to cower and hide. They want you to try and protect yourself by laying low and doing nothing, it gives them carte blanche. Where your grey rock comes into play is obfuscating or hiding your movements, do not broadcast your true intentions. They will not stop rooting out all dissent, if you do not comply they will come after you, and hiding will not help you. You have to be prepared to fight back, when the opportunity presents itself and you must choose the battlefield. Not in some futile gesture like in DC last week. This has been in schools, universities and businesses. I had to deal with this bullshit in the US military starting back in the 1980s. My method is to have the opponent underestimate me. Be innocuous, I look like an old fat guy, gray beard, hair and all. I dress so you cannot see the muscle, so I look fat. I wear things most people will overlook, loose fitting black T shirt (or hoodie this time of year), ball cap, jeans/carpenter pants, and quality work boots. I like redwings. I go the same direction with my vehicles that I like to race, you'd never know by looking at them that they haul ass. We call them sleepers. The whole speak softly but carry a big stick. You want to hide that big stick and only bring it out when you absolutely have to. Be unobtrusive, unremarkable, and wait for the opportunity to present itself. If you want to get around and not be noticed, a silver or white beater is your best bet, those are the most popular colors for daily drivers. That beige champaign color on grandma's Buick works well too... nobody notices my 1970 GTO while I have it painted that color. Its a 455 powered GTO and nobody notices it, because of the color. You do not want to be the brightly colored frogs... the green frogs that blend in are just as dangerous to their prey.
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  517.  @roninbushida1180  I'm not wanted here either. So what? I have had everything taken from me several times, and twice it was all given to underserving unfaithful, disloyal, harridans. I was punished for what they did. So what? Here is the way I see it, I get a certain amount of time on this planet, and then nothing. I might as well make the most of my time here, do things I enjoy doing, and experience life for me. You can do the same, but you're talking about doing what they want you to do, to cheat you of the chance to really live. Life is short enough, no need to make it shorter when you can be smart about it and do what is good for you. I had to overcome a world of sh!T to get where I am, 40 years of my life were essentially wasted as the only thing I gained from them was experience. I'll be damned if I let someone else take the time from me where I can do what I want, since I am not making stupid mistakes like I did when I got married. I know how you feel, I have been there myself, and I had the added bit of not being able to see a way out of the hole they put me in. I still did what I had to do so I could do the things I wanted to do. For me it is old cars and video games. Hardcore video games with learning curves, against other people who are inventive and challenging. I like solving problems and doing things most other people can't or simply won't. Stop focusing on what others want, say or think because they are feeding you BS. What do YOU want to do with your life? If you didn't have to worry about money, jobs, or whatever, and you had passive income in enough quantity to do whatever you wanted to do... what would that be? Work towards that goal and you will make it happen.
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  530.  @muffs55mercury61  I have hated loans and debt since I took out my first one in 1987 for a car I still own, but have not driven since 1988. It was only $2000, but I was only getting paid $5 an hour and wasn't getting much overtime, usually none. So it was painful to pay that loan. As my income increased, I still wanted to do things, but really didn't want to take loans to do it. I will only go into debt if I have no other choice... like when I bought my land. Then I will pay it off as soon as I possibly can. My first ex had friends who lived across the street from us in my home state. They saw me building my old cars, making them go faster, going drag racing, and having fun like that. I was doing all the work on my vehicles, trading parts and services around with other guys to get the parts I needed. I rarely spent cash, lots of horse trading. I would do work for other guys to make money for parts I had to buy. So none of my factory job income would go to the hotrods, it all went to the wife, kids, mortgage, food, etc. Some of my 'side' money went to that too, since the ex was horrible with money. Well her friends wanted to keep up, so they bought a truck, then two jetskis, then a boat, then a hottub, then he had to get a second job, then she had to get a second job, all while I was just building old cars and having fun. He couldn't work on things very much, so when it broke it sat there, like that car I bought in 1987.. except I enlisted and never brought it out when I got back in 1992. If I dragged it out of its spot, where it has been on jackstands since 1988, I could have it running, drivable, and looking absolutely beautiful in less than two months. I have everything it needs right now.. except I would have to buy some tires. Most of the people I know are neck deep in debt. Taking out loans and using credit cards rather than saving and buying only what they need. The smart ones live minimally, spend only what they need to, and they invest that money along with time to make their lives better... so that when times get lean, they are already set and it doesn't affect them much. I have less than $100k invested in my property, only $60k of that was via loans. Both my ex wives have nothing but debt, and now they are both single and unwanted in their 40s depending on handouts and family to keep them from selling orifices to eat. Poor planning, instant gratification, and zero forethought. I only know one female who understands planning ahead and is weathering all of this relatively well. She is single again, and broke it off with me to date a fireman, who dumped her two weeks later. So even the ones good with finances are shit with making decisions about all of us men. ;)
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  533. @Lyba 🦋 the first thing that attracts my eye to a girl is her shape, curves are nice to look at, the next thing is her skin tone. If you take 5 girls, all with the same shapes height etc. I will gravitate towards the darker ones first. Its a preference I have had since I was young, I'm not as attracted to a pale girl, and far more interested in girls who vanish in the dark when they close their eyes and dont smile. I understand what their thing is, they are trying to vilify men. Whatever we do, say, think or like is bad, whatever girls do is good. Its part of destroying the family, and it works because now society sees men as the problem in everything. So I am not allowed to have a preference according to them. I should get with a 300lb glow in the dark trans 'woman' so 'she' can take my house and future income instead of someone with two X's doing it. My first ex and her friend told me that I needed to hand over my paycheck to her, and she could decide what to do with the money I earned. Didn't matter that she was and is horrible with money, they claimed it was DV to not give it all to her. When I still didn't hand it over to her and let her write checks on base (bad checks by spouses result in lost stripes and less pay in the military) she took off with my kids and moved them 1500 miles away. Then was rewarded for doing it by my home state. Its been 9 years since I divorced my 2nd, and while I have had girls in that time, none of them have been a girlfriend. None of them will ever be a girlfriend. None will ever be a wife of mine. The risks are too high for me to want to bring someone in, and the expense in money and time is too great for what I get in return. From my perspective, its not an investment because she can leave at any time and take whatever of mine she likes with her. I still have my preferences, I still like girls a lot, I treat them well when they are with me, but the commitment is gone forever. According to society and the state, anything I do is bad when it relates to females... other than just handing over money to them for no reason and receiving nothing in return. I am not alone, men are realizing what I have known for years, that it is nothing but risk, no reward, no incentive, regardless of what shade her skin is, or where she is from. I would date a girl, but even with my standards being so low they are a painted stripe on a smooth surface, most girls today can't get over that. So if you found a man brave enough (or ignorant enough of the laws) to marry you, by all means, hang on to him. Another one might not be so readily available in the near future. Both of my ex wives are alone, unwanted, and broke. The 1st turns 50 year after next, the 2nd turns 40 this year. I met them both when they were 20 and 21 respectively. 8 years with both of them. They chose poorly to say the least. Want to know how I am doing? heh.. I make videos of what I do in my free time.
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  536.  @jasonblizzard9635  I have daughters, I bought them pistols and got them concealed carry permits. Even though my youngest is 5'7 and can whup the shit of out of other girls easily, she can't hang with a man smaller than her. Also know a 300lb fat chick who can lift more than any female I have ever known, but she would get her voluminous gelatinous ass handed to her against the average male. Give her a sword and she can fuck someone up though. Always found it amusing when someone would say Rhonda could beat up almost any man. I am 52, out of shape thanks to war destroyed joints, but I have had plenty of training in my youth, and I am not exactly the fat guy I make myself out to be. Rhonda would have a hard time with me, since I can pick her up with one hand. I can throw 200lb guys around easily. It would be damn difficult for the owner of XX chromosomes to hang with someone half my size, let alone someone like me who is in shape. In 2003 I benched over 500lbs,of course its easier for a 5'8 man to lift heavy like that. Makes me wonder how much I could still lift if I got back in shape. Well over 350 for sure. I can still do all of it, but it hurts for weeks after rather than hours or a couple days. Ended up having to defend myself or get beaten from 7 to 16, have over 200 wrestling matches with a winning record from high school to base level in Europe when I was in the military, and lots of other interesting training. So yeah, I get it. I call myself the sweaty fat guy to put people at ease around me. That and starting up banter with clerks when I go shopping, it keeps the sheriff from calling me and telling me I can't go there anymore. Happened twice.
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  546. I'm 53, been through two wars, two divorces, hundreds of girlfriends, massive stress, have PTSD, grew up in a family that mistreated me and still does now, though not physically. I do not dye my beard or hair, as I EARNED the gray. All of my jobs were of the sort that I gained skills and knowledge from them, learned things that benefit me now rather than doing busy work pushing papers around and not actually doing anything. The USAF made me very muscular, loading cargo planes is heavy work, and I did it in the two largest airlifts in world history, (1990-91/2003-05) at the base doing most of the work with the most airplanes. They worked me so hard that my body was worn out at 35. However I traveled the world while I was in, and spent more than a few days in countries most never go to. When I wasn't being worked to death, stressed from divorce with no money, and didn't have capricious people directly above me in my chain of command, I had a great time, it was tons of fun. At 35 I went from being a VERY capable and physically powerful man who was able to do things most people never will, to barely being able to walk and living in constant pain after my 2004 deployment. Thats the closest I have come to a crisis like these chiks are having. I finally healed up enough that I can walk in 2013, the pain isn't so bad now as long as I have my meds and a supplement for joint pain. I looked best in my 40s, but I still get girls hitting on me in my 50s. They're college age to older than me, trying to get my attention and get me to validate them by asking for numbers or if I can take them out.. They want the attention more than anything around here, so I mostly ignore them. I do not regret who I was in the past, I accept the mistakes I made, mostly getting married because it cost me everything I had invested at 32 and 45. Watching everyone else around me go bald, look pudgy, and the girls who were hot 35 years ago in high school are hags now. Meanwhile I own my 13 acres of woodland, build vintage muscle cars in a shop I built on that land, and I drive cool cars I have always wanted that I collected over the last 40 years. I managed to keep most of them through the divorces. Life is good after all the sacrifices I made to get here. Despite all the hardship, loss, and people mistreating me, I made it the best life I possibly could have, except of course for the two divorces. I would change that if I could.
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  558.  @htomc42  yeah those are the idiots and kids, they are driving slow junk but they want to think its fast, so they cut off the muffler and add a fart can and stickers. Its the best they can do. They want a fast car but have no idea how to get one, and mom gave them a Civic or whatever so its all they have to play with. They are the guys who will have excuses for everything after they talk shit and get stomped. They will brag about beating a V6 Mustang then make up shit about why they lost to something a lot faster than they can imagine. Had one guy in my unit who had a turbo Neon, I was daily driving a 98 Formula I bought for gas mileage (300hp, mid 13s and 30mpg is not bad) and it was comfortable on long drives with cruise and AC. Also had a 12 second GTO and a mid to low 10 second Firebird I could drive anywhere. Apparently he was unaware of that, and assumed my only vehicle was the LS1 firebird. One day we are walking to work so I say in a friendly way 'when you want to line them up?' First thing he says is "Five hundred dollars, I won't open the hood for less than $250" which got him a quizzical look from me. I know what those things ran, the fastest Neon in the world at the time was only a little faster than my 4100lb GTO, and it broke every two runs. Then he starts running his mouth, and I shook my head and walked to my duty section. Some of the lower enlisted guys in my shop who were friends with him were talking about how fast his car was, saying it was faster than their cars, particularly a 4 cylinder 4x4 Toyota pickup. Rather low bar there.. So I tell the kids I work with that his car isn't that fast and he gets all butthurt. Well there is an 1/8 mile drag strip 30 minutes from base. A couple friends of mine and I go up with our LS1 cars because mine is all stock and the slowest year for the LS1. We are curious what it will run completely stock with 2.73 gears and an auto. I get there and pull in the staging lanes, and proceed to hot lap the thing without cooling it off, running the AC when its not on the track, and find its very consistently running 8.81s. that is the equivalent of a high 13 in the quarter mile. Well Neon kid is there, and he is putting ice on it, cooling it down as much as possible between runs, and the best he got that night was a 9.5 which is mid to high 14s at best. Most of his runs were 9.7/9.8, a full second slower in the 1/8 than my completely stock vehicle, and he had a bunch of money thrown at his.. My half ton pickup is faster than his Neon. He comes up and asks what my daily beater economy car ran, so I told him. Then he got really butthurt and said 'well you have a V8 I only have a four so you stay in your class I will stay in mine' when he is the one who was getting cocky and talking shit. I merely stated the fact his car is nowhere near as fast as he thinks it is. Been racing for over 15 years at that point, you get an idea of what things run based on how they look and sound. Then he decided it was a good idea to threaten me, all 140lbs and 6'1 of him. Kid had no idea what he was taking on there either. Being tall is a disadvantage against me. A huge one. I let it slide because getting in trouble for getting in a fight with another NCO, even if he is 7 years younger than I am, would be a bad idea.. so I laughed and went back to make more runs beating the hell out of that daily driver. All ego and arrogance, with no experience, typical of a kid born in the late 80s. Told they are so amazing and capable, but they have never been tested, never been trained, never done anything. They assume everyone will back down because they are tall and have confidence. If he had not been in my unit and he was a civilian, I would probably have provoked him to show him not only is his car slow, but he has no chance man to man either. That is the mentality of the fart can kids. They see Fast and Furious and believe their little pos is a 9 second quarter mile car... and its really a 15 or 16 second car... with a tailwind. Don't be like them. When me and other racers like me get beat by someone, we don't make excuses, we don't try to get them banned or the rules changed to favor us. That is feminine thinking. What we do is figure out how to make our junk faster, we look at what it does right, and what it doesn't do. I got beat a lot in the early 90s despite making a lot more power than the local chevy and Ford kids, because I didn't have a sticky set of tires. So I would spin or have to go part throttle until it got up to about 50 or 60 then I could open it up. So they would jump out 3 to 5 car lengths ahead, and I would catch them and lose by a bumper or fender. Also had a fuel pump issue, the stock ones can't keep up so at the top of second it would die. Sticky tires and an electric fuel pump, and I could then sandbag them. Meaning I would get ahead and lift off the throttle to beat them by a fender or door. It worked until they saw me at the track running two seconds faster than their all time best. Then they'd ask how much I was spraying it, and I wasn't, I just build a combo with a big engine that worked great, if it could hook. I helped a bunch of them run faster than they had before, and taught them about carbs, timing, and suspensions. Thats the other thing, drag racers are more prone to help out the guys they compete against than anyone else. We want a good race, we like the challenge, and we are always trying to go faster. You get a reputation for making things run harder than anyone else can and that can benefit you. Thats what we red pill guys do, we try to mentor the younger men so they can avoid the mistakes we made. We understand that we are not competing with those guys, but they could use what we have learned over the decades. Its why I post things like this, and write about subjects that don't seem to fit the discussion, because there is something to learn from it.
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  568.  @rapidroadsode8789  I've had two advantages in my life. 1. Its super easy for me to pack on muscle, probably due to genetics and a messed up diet my parents had me on from 4 to 14. 2. I am willing to do almost anything, any amount of work, learn any new skill, and I have the perseverance to make things happen that I want to happen. Neither of those have anything to do with how resistant I am to UV light. None. I have been trying to think of something I was given without working for it, and usually working a hell of a lot more than most people, to get it. There might be something, but I can't think of it. The closest thing is the car my dad left me when he died, but I worked my ass off on the farm growing up, and he wanted me to take care of it and fix whats wrong with it, because I am the only one of the six of us who can. When I see homeless people, I have some compassion for them, because I slept in my car on active duty. Child support left me with $100 a month to live on, no matter how much I earned. My home state assumed the USAF would give me housing and food for free, and they did in the form of cash, which my home state took from me. So I know that some of them are there due to things beyond their control. However the way I see it is, if they want to improve their life, they can. I see people in their 30s and 40s working basic jobs, like stocking shelves and checking groceries, and I want to shake them and scream at them to GET A BETTER JOB. Some people aren't smart enough, others are risk averse, some just want to do the minimum and don't care if they never get anywhere in life. Then some people want a hand out rather than to earn what they want. I had no choice but to do it the hard way my entire life, there were no handouts, no hand ups, and most of the time someone was trying to drag me down. Like my home state and my family. I realize that isn't in most people, they won't get up and keep fighting to get what they want, they will lay down, obey, and take the beatings... or expect someone else to save them. The only time I ever got something for simply existing was when I was a kid and got money for my birthday. Then mom would say, we will hold on to that for you and they took it from me. Then I would say I want some of my money to get something, and mom would say "What money? You don't have any." That happened with everything I earned while I was stuck on the farm. In 1982 I made over $2500 selling sweet corn I planted and grew. I got to use $450 of it to buy my first car. Since I was 13 I had to wait 3 years to drive it legally. Dad had a job in town selling farm equipment, and my brother and I did all the farm work. Dad drove my car to work, and by the time I got it, everything was worn out. I got to drive it for less than 3 months total. The last time I drove it was 1987, I worked on it almost all night so I could make it to a wrestling tournament, because my parent's didn't want to take me to the school. You can see why I left the farm at 17... well along with all the beatings of course. I still have that car, and I want to get it running, but other projects keep taking the time I need to do it. When I do get to it, I will feel like I am 16 again.. Honestly it would only take about $1000 and a weeks worth of work to make it drivable, just gotta get to it.
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  580.  @esthetics4512  Pontiac muscle cars. I rebuild them, usually from parted out rusty heaps and rolling shells. I've been into cars and trucks since I was 8 years old, bought my first one in 1982 when I was 13. Still have it as well as the 2nd and 3rd cars I bought.... along with lots of others. Currently I have four GTOs, 65, 69, 70, 72. the 65 is my daily driver the 70 is waiting for its turn in my shop along with the other two, but really all it needs is suspension, electrical, and an engine and transmission put back in it... and I have several drivetrains sitting around. I want to do a frame off on it. The 69 is VERY rusty and will require at least a year's worth of work, and I have to buy some sheet metal for it. The 72 is only slightly worse condition than the 70. Also have LeMans, 64, 65, 68 (the 'race' car), 71, and two 72s both are parts for the GTOs. The 64 and 65 are going to be straight axle gassers, and the 71 will be a cruiser set up with a suspension that makes it handle far better than any big old muscle car should. Then I have eleven Firebirds, four are TransAms, one of which is a 10th Anniversary and another is a black SE. Six are Formulas, 71 with a 400, 72 455 HO (VERY rare), 74 350, 78 350, 79 (old race car) and a 98 LS1 powered car I used as an economy car since it got 30mpg and had 300hp. A few others like a 32 Pontiac two door sedan, 78 Bonneville with a TransAm engine in it that is going in the 72 GTO, and a 72 Ventura I am turning into a sleeper. aka looks slow but hauls ass. A couple Mustangs, 71 fastback and 84 convertible, plan to sell them. My other summer daily driver is a 70 Cuda AAR clone, its a fun little sublime green one. The first car is a 67 Cougar, haven't driven it since 1987, repainted it in 2008, but then the ex took the shop and house so it had to sit outside while I built another shop and house. So I have to repaint it again, but at least most of the hard work is done. Rounding things up is the trucks, have a 76 C10 and an 80 C10, both short box lowered trucks. A 1988 C1500 shortbox, they are all getting 6.0 LS swaps. Sitting around I have a lot of 99 to 07 4x4 trucks for parts and winter beaters. Then I have two Opel GTs I plan to put on tube chassis and use as scary street fun toys powered by V8s. I will be done working on my house this year, which means I will be able to concentrate on the cars and trucks, and the ones I am not going to paint will take a month or two once I have the parts bought that I don't have already. Next summer the ethanol project will take up at least a month increasing the capacity I can produce. I want to make 1000 gallons a year, or at least be able to. I don't even bother building engines to run on gasoline anymore, all my new builds have been for ethanol, my home brew or E85, and will not run on pump gas. The static compression ratios are too high for pump gas. That gives me a lot more power and better mileage on ethanol than I can get on gasoline... along with some other things I do. Well don't take this as bragging, I just like old cars and have been doing this for 40 years. Now I have to take the 68 LeMans to a shop so we can do the alignment and set the pinion angle. Its a scary beastie.. you can see it on my channel along with some of the others.
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  582. We are not extinct. If you don't appreciate my effort, don't expect me to be there for you. If you feel entitled to my effort, but do not want to compensate me for it, I am not going to stick around. In the 90s between my enlistments, I worked in a factory. I needed the overtime to make it and try to get ahead. I was very efficient at my job and strove to produce the most parts with the least scrap as a CNC machinist. When they would complain about the overtime, I would take Friday and Monday as vacation days, because we could use vacation or make up the time if we missed a day. On Tuesday I would come back to a HUGE backlog of parts that needed done. When they forgot what I was doing and lost sight of how efficient and effective I was, I would show them by taking two days off. They would stop complaining about the OT and beg me to show up on the weekends. This is the masculine way of dealing with people who are trying to take advantage of you. Don't be there for them. Its a simple thing, if you are unappreciated, don't do the impossible for them because they will expect the impossible every time thereafter. Take some time off, let them see how valuable you are and how poorly things go without you there. I solved several problems that had certain part numbers running at 90% scrap, dropping the scrap rates on those parts into the single digits. Not even a thank you, but the engineer got a raise. It saved them more than $100k on each of those part lines every month. So my effort saved them more than a million in scrap every month. How did they thank me? By saying I took too long on breaks, complaining about me not doing anything because my machines ran for 6 minutes for each part, and I would have the next two shifts set up so all they had to do was swap tooling, which meant I would have time to wait on the machines after the first two hours of my shift. They also passed me over for raises and promotions, and gave the maintenance position that paid considerably more to someone had only been working there a few months, and I had 5 years in. So I left, worked as an auto mechanic, started my own shop, got tired of trying to get people to pay me for the work and parts, then reenlisted. What happened to the factory? It was sent to Mexico where they had 90% scrap rates on EVERYTHING, but rather than paying us $12 and hour, they were paying them $1 an hour. For some reason they lost a lot of business with that move, the OE's dropped them, and they had to buy other companies to make parts for them. Yeah... NAFTA was how they moved it to Mexico.
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  593.  @ilovebutterstuff  trade which Pontiac? I own eleven Firebirds, four Trans Ams, six Formulas, and a 68 Bird. Four GTOs, 65, 69, 70, 72, and 65, 68, 71, and 72 LeMans, plus a 72 Ventura and a 1938 two door sedan. Not really that into the G body, they are ok, but not really my thing. Might throw a 4.8 or 5.3 in my sister's 79 Malibu, it was my grandma's car for a long time. I have the LS engines sitting around, take them out of rusty trucks to put in other trucks. Have 76 and 80 C10s, both are getting 6.0s, and I swapped a 6.0 into a 2007 GMC 1500 crew cab earlier this year, want it to pull my trailer around the country and haul the dogs and I without being cramped like in an extended cab. I'm not putting the blower on yet, because winter is coming and stuff sticking out of the hood causes issues with that. I need to build another shed to store the hotrods in winter. The snow is kinda epic here, 150 to 300 inches every winter, my cars sitting outside get buried completely by January. I see them again in April. Stuff sticking out of the hood lets water in when it gets buried under snow. It finally stopped raining today so I can move stuff around and work on the lean to. That crew cab needs another transmission, 4L60Es aren't known for being overly robust. Will probably rebuild one of the 4L80Es for it over the winter... if I get the shop insulated and warm enough to work in it. I kinda do the car thing... you can see what I am working on by clicking my name if you want. I don't make much content like Joker and the other guys, I make videos of things I enjoy.
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  596. @Interstellar Traveler I put up with it, endured it, and tried not to think about it while I was in the military. I was almost always just outside a major city. The closest to middle of nowhere was a couple air bases in Kuwait I went to.. not my idea of getting close to nature. Just driving through a city makes me loathe it now. The worst place I ever went to was Paris France, Kuwait City was cleaner and smelled far better than the city of light. I don't blame Parisians for being rude and unhelpful, they have to put up with tourists all the time, but damn they take it to another level. On the bus ride to Paris away from the cities France is an idyllic place, the small towns are quaint and the people are happy to see you. Frankfurt Germany was very different from any other city I had been to. It was still a city, but the people there were not like in NYC, Paris, or any other major city. Germans love nature, they work hard to get a small garden plot where they can go relax by growing stuff in the summer. They try to stay connected to nature, not distance themselves from it, so its a different mindset.. or at least it was 30 years ago when I was stationed there. Oh and the beer...yes cant forget that. I got to know Koreans quite well, and I adore those people same as Arabs and Germans, absolutely wonderful friends. I am still awed by the number of people I saw in the mall in Seoul. Too many for me, but once you get their culture, they are great people. I liked getting out away from the towns in Korea, but I couldn't do it much. Its a beautiful place but has no wilderness like where I currently live. My base in Charleston SC had a forest on base, it was enjoyable going out there and relaxing when there were no bugs. It made the base feel less sanitized, less urban, despite being in the middle of a city. Five years was enough of that though, I might never go back there unless I have to.
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  602.  @Wall3Wapter  I grew up on a farm with 100-300 head of cattle and up to 1500 hogs at any given time, have travelled the world, was stationed in Frankfurt in 1989 when the Berlin Wall fell and also when the soviet union collapsed. I traveled to most of western Europe, missed Portugal but have been to the rest of them. I went through soviet countries and lets say it was less than pleasant.. massive understatement. What is sad is people thinking social ism is in any way a good thing. What is also bad is you living in that country and NOT knowing what happened to the Kulaks and then the people who ended them or shipped them off to Siberia, but then seemingly taking the same position that starved millions of Ukrainians into large holes. Its obvious you have no idea what you're talking about when you think that people being competent farmers is messed up. That is something you should be proud of, that your tiny country carved out of the ocean produces more food than any other country in the EU. It doesn't happen by accident, and its not what you call an easy risk free job. Unless of course you do realize that the rest of the EU relying on your tiny country is messed up, but still that is beneficial to you and your country that you have people so very good at making food. Sadly you won't be allowed to learn history as it was, you get the 'approved' version, the kind that says the Berlin Wall was for the protection of East Germany from the bad people we defeated in 1945... and not a means to keep people from escaping to the west. I don't need to read it in books after 1975, because I was old enough to vividly remember it.
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  614. The thing in Canada is what direction they will go. Men are checking out, not committing to females, not dating. So how can the state force men to pay for females? By making it legal for her to say "I feel like his wife/girlfriend so I deserve support" and child support for kids that are not his. My home state will garnish your pay and give it to a girl you have never slept with, who you don't even know, if she claims you are the father and you do not prove you are not within 30 days. Its up to you to know about the lawsuit, and if they send it to the place you used to live, its still your fault and you are going to end up paying her. The more we check out, the more the state will throw out due process, evidence requirements, and they will force random men to pay for females with zero benefit to the man. De facto married, but you get nothing out of it. I go by Thumper in real life, the only people who know my real name see my debit card or something official like that. If I am out looking for some strange, my name is Raoul or Sergio. Good luck falsely accusing me. I've had more than enough of false accusations already, lost two houses, most of my income, and sat in jail for things I did not do. Imagine how lucrative it could be for females, the court making every guy she sleeps with pay her support... The only way out we have when they rescind our passport and other licenses is to self delete. That is what they want, either we pay and support someone like a slave/indenture or we end it all. It pains me that my daughters will probably never have a good relationship, but any man who gets married in the west is an idiot.
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  627.  @ethosterros9430  muscles. 21" arms, 60" chest, 21" neck. Confidence, I talk to them like they are little girls, it works on 70 year olds and 18 year olds alike. They never really change much beyond 15 or 16. I do not act like your typical 52 year old either. you cannot tell how old I am by the way i carry myself, they usually think I am mid 30s even with the gray hair. As long as they don't know the number, they are interested. Why do you think I say online dating doesn't work? they see 52, 5'8 and they say hell no. When they meet me in a park, at a store, or through my social circle, hear my voice, and see all my non verbal communication, they show interest. Black T shirt, carpenter/cargo pants, Redwing boots and a ball cap. So the $250-$300 boots are a clue to the observant girl that I am not broke. When I shave my head I get a lot more attention than if its a quarter inch long. Shaved sides with a beard, like a viking look. Also I am apparently decent looking in the face. The girls I have been banging for a while also say I smell good. At this point its moot, because even when I see them show interest, I do not act on it. I have better shit to do with my time than deal with females. I have muscle cars to build, and bitches soak up lots of time and money I could be putting towards something productive rather than wasting it on some split tailed wallet leech. Get to where you can bench 400lbs + and when you are 50 you will have girls showing interest as well... no matter what you wear.
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  636.  @ЕвгенийПершин-е1ь  there are many wrong paths in life. People are motivated by different things. Some by money, others by fame and adulation, then you have time off, and some are motivated by themselves. What they do with that motivation matters. Also sitting around all day doing nothing and watching the lobotomy box will not be fulfilling to you. If it is, well then in my world you're a waste of O2. Men and women find satisfaction in different areas. Men like things and achievement, women are interested in people. If a male doesn't build anything, doesn't apply himself to do something difficult, he will feel useless, and that leads to depression for him. Video games scratch that itch, but they offer nothing tangible as a result of grinding to the next level, gathering resources, or winning the match. Video games can be beneficial but they can also be a detriment. If you waste your life playing the game rather than doing something tangible in the real world, you go nowhere. That is the wrong path to take in life. Women find satisfaction in family. They have been lied to for the last 60 years that they can be men, work like men, compete with men. Then they discover how miserable they are at 40 with no kids and no man, even if they have a pile of money. The money is not what they want and need, its a tool, a means to an end, its not the be all end all and it doesn't make them happy. Having her kids and grandkids, and hopefully great grand kids running around is where she finds her ultimate happiness. That is being stolen from females today. Its being stolen and replaced with things that give a man satisfaction, but that doesn't work for them. More to the point of what Joker was talking about... a life that is too easy is unfulfilling to humans. We like to struggle against something and overcome it. That is such a pronounced trait and need that people make up things to struggle against. They create drama because they are bored. Thats what women do when they have no family to fulfill them. They chase happiness, but do not realize happiness comes from the intangibles.
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  639. Heh, BMI... its amusing to me. I'm 5'8, just barely. In high school at 17 years old I could have made that delusional dating ad chick's requirements other than being over 6' whatever. It takes a hell of a lot for a 6'+ dude to bench over 200lbs. Senior year I wrestled at 167lbs and I was ripped, benched 265lbs, somewhere between 8 and 10% body fat. Enlisted in the USAF at 19, stood on my tip toes as I was 180lbs, benching over 330lbs, no six pack but no flab either. End of the Gulf War in 91, I was 230lbs, benching over 400. In 2000 at 30 years old I reenlisted in the USAF and I weighed 235lbs, bench was over 450lbs and I could run the mile and a half in 9-10 minutes. They claimed I was 15% bf by the tape, but calipers put me at 11%. Not quite the six pack I had at 17. Now I am 53, you can see my ribs, no double chin, but I have that gorilla belly that barrel chested guys like me get with age. I am 310lbs... (down from 330 earlier this year when I got hurt again) and that muscle means I get college age (to geriatric) females smiling at me and flirting. I figure at 270 or so I would have a six pack again. Working on getting there so I can find clothing easier that doesn't make me look like a brick.. The USAF did this to me then punished me for being huge after working air cargo in two wars, with the largest airlifts in world history. I was right in the middle of them at the bases doing the most cargo/planes, in the duty sections doing the most work. Can't scratch or even reach my back, but even an old fat guy like me with obvious muscle mass can get the girls. After two divorces, I flirt and make them interested, then never follow up on it. Yeah. I am an outlier, power lifter physique in a 5'8 frame with 9" circumference wrists and palms that are nearly 6" wide. 21" arms and neck, 60" chest, 38-40" waist. I shoulda been taller. Most guys who are my height and 300lbs are tubs of lard. It kinda sucks being this muscular, once I got it muscle has been rather hard to lose. Fat is easy to lose.
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  642. For the last ten years I have maintained my weight, well above what it should be, I've had to change that recently for health reasons. I wear cheap work clothes to town, and all winter I drive a rusty truck with non matching doors, its red, blue, and silver. In the summer I drive my 65 GTO or 70 Cuda, but most often I am wearing the clothes I wear to work on cars, so they are grease and oil stained. I wear a ball cap, and I shave the sides of my head so I look bald when I'm not, my hair has been gray for some time now, I will not dye my beard or hair. I want to look old and unkempt. Even when driving my nice looking muscle cars, I want to appear to be broke and low class. My cellphone is always on GPS location so I can map where I have been and when. I've had too many erroneous assertions, by two ex's and a handful of military split tails. Trying to assuage guilt in the case of the ex's, and I was guilty of saying hello while not being tall enough in the USAF. I stay home and work on cars, my house, or play video games. I am polite and courteous in public, friendly but I keep EVERYTHING superficial with split tails. The second ex would call the police after I was seen driving the other direction on the only highway into town, or at a gas station filling the truck or Cuda. The GTO runs on E85, and I don't think the ex knows its my car, same with the Cuda because it has tinted windows. The last time the cops showed up here on one of those 'sightings' they were informed that if there were anymore, a lawsuit would be brought against EVERYONE involved, from the governor to the cops personally. The ex lied about me and I spent 15 days in county based solely on the assertions made, that were only to make me seem like the bad guy, and the ex look like the vic.. Funny though, everyone local to me knows that I was not the problem, because they all know the ex and have seen what has transpired since the split in 2013. The largest town in the region is 26k people, my township is nearly 30 miles in length and only has about 1500 people living in it. Its rural and I can just disappear behind my woods. Since I am losing weight, I have to step up my hobo looking game, baggy oversized work pants and 3X T shirts that hide my muscles, seems to work quite well. When I talk to people and they ask my name, I tell them my name is Thumper. Only people who have known me for many years know my real name, and all my friends call me Thump or Thumper. When I was dating between ex's I would tell them my name was Sergio or Raoul, because I look nothing like those names. Blond hair, blue eyes, I have nearly 100% German ancestry.. lol. If I want to vanish, I can.. and will. Its easy for me to repaint my cars, or build another one to drive that nobody knows. I have a lot of old cars around here.. doing a 71 Mustang right now.
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  643. Until the AI can start producing a mode to get around, i.e. bodies that allow them to fly/walk/move and interact with the world and all of us, they are very limited in what they can do. Does automation affect me making vodka fuel and growing food? Yeah, some but until they can come attack me they don't have much reach over me. I bet the video games will be freakin wild with AI. There is a consideration you've missed Joker, most people have. They don't want us to have myriad choices like we do now. They don't want what is best for us. Its much easier to be profitable when your livestock only eats one type of food, rather than several types you have to grow or buy. The size of the herd matters too, 10,000 cattle is much more work than 300 cattle. I grew up with 100 to 300 cattle and around a thousand hogs at any given time. The more you have the more work it is and the more you have to feed them. You only feed them one thing, because they don't really need much variety to get ready for market. Feed them the cheapest thing you have that works and they will eat. Fewer, consuming a very narrow range of products, to maximize profits. They don't need all the busywork jobs, and they won't need mechanics and other manual labor jobs either, because with vastly smaller populations they won't be allowed to travel and they won't produce as much waste. So the only question will be, are they building a zoo or a farm? Because farm animals all meet the same end.... I wonder what they will do about all of us out here in the woods who can support ourselves.
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  651. In 1985 when I was 16, it became apparent to me that the less I cared, the more they wanted me. I'm not tall, only 5'8" but I had muscle and strength, I wrestled and was the strongest kid in school. Benched 265lbs at 17, and weighed 175. Sometimes they fought over me, but ALL of them did the same thing, all the way to the last one I was seeing 5 years ago. They ALL thought they could do better, they all were unfaithful. Not a single one has done better, at least of the ones that are still around. The other thing I had going for me was I DNGAF, drove loud muscle cars that shook the ground as they idled, which is still how I am today. The more ratty and dangerous the car was, the more interested in me they would be. The vast majority got with me within an hour of meeting me, back seat, behind a building, the living room floor while my friends watched Harley Davidson and the Marlboro Man and were completely unaware. Since my 2nd div orce in 2013, and finally paying off the first in 2015, I have changed my appearance and demeanor. I am polite, cordial, I make people laugh, and I find out about them so they will like seeing me, I develop rapport with the people who work in the establishments I frequent. I try to look how my name on here says I am. I try to look poor to homeless, doing my best to keep them away. Being nice is how I got them to leave without drama and legal issues for the last 4 decades. All it took with one was making breakfast for the both of us, while I made some eggs and toast for myself. I learned that just leaving caused all sorts of problems with unfounded and irrational assertions, resulting in a few near scrapes with the legal system which I managed to avoid... well, until 2013. I tell ya what, when they are unfaithful and feel guilty about it, they will do anything to put the blame on you, even cutting up the new boyfriend's truck and claiming you did it.... and so much more. They won a battle, but I won the entire wwoar. The ex is not having a good life, I bet it stings that my life is going so freakin well now.
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  654.  @PlatinumBishop72  not as many as there used to be, but yeah. However, if anything happened to her I was the guy they were coming looking for, before anyone else. For the last 10 years I have been sure to make a digital record of where I am, what I am doing, like buying something small to get a transaction on my bank statement, the GPS location is on my phone, things like that. Had an issue with the second ex calling the cops on me when she saw me going the other direction on the highway, at a gas station filling up, or simply driving by. The last time they showed up, I mentioned that if they come again for that nonsense, then EVERYONE involved, the cop, the prosecutor, state, county, my ex, her entire family, is getting sued for hairrasssing me, and I would make it my life's mission. For some reason, they haven't been by since, except for when two state troopers wandered out here looking for some tank or something. I was polite with them, suggested they should leave, and when asked about my 60s and 70s muscle cars parked everywhere I informed them that I have never really sold any, and daily drove them for years. Got the first one in 1982, the year my second ex was born no less. Now I am rebuilding them. its kinda my thing. If the world ever goes tango uniform, I have a nice tidy list of places to visit.. Funny thing is neither ex is on it. Why? Well its simple, they have done far more damage to their own lives than I ever could, so seeing them suffer is enjoyable, why would I ever want to shorten it?
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  655.  @TheH8redd  didn't know about them, I was busy trying to keep up with my first wife's spending in the 90s, divorced in the 00s, crippled since 05. Lifting was never an interest of mine, nobody was more surprised to learn that most people are not able to bench over 200 let alone 300 or 400 than me. I thought most people could do at least 250 or 300. You know what Dunning Krueger is? Were the stoopids think they are brilliant, and the intelligent think everyone else is also intelligent.. yeah, its something like that. By the time I learned about the strong man competitions I was already unable to run, and barely able to walk. Going from a highly capable and motivated man who could run for miles and do damn near anything (other than fit into a large T shirt) to dealing with intense pain for a week after walking 100 yards in a day, kinda messes with your head. Its only been the last 5 or 6 years that I can walk without an obvious limp, and if I stop taking my concoction of meds and supplements every day my knees swell up like basketballs and my hips stop working entirely. There is more to my time in the USAF than packing on muscle. I didn't come back with everything working in acceptable order, to put it lightly. So now I am that old guy that did something 20 years ago and had no idea that it was unusual. When I see pictures of myself, I am astonished at how big I am. I forget because from my POV I am not much bigger than most people. In a photograph its entirely different. Tell ya what. I will post a pic of my family standing with our cars back in 2017 on my community page. You can see how much larger I am than my 180lb Army vet brother, and my older 300lb fat ass brother. See if you can guess which one is me. Yeah... I look fat, but I really don't have that much on me. The VA says I am around 18% to 20%, but it makes me look like a blob. I know because they gave me an assessment for a gastric bypass, I am not eligible for it, my BF % is too low. The belly makes me look real bad, but it happens to old guys.
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  664.  @DeadlyPlatypus  no I never wrote my own EPR, but I was forced to give 5s to mediocre airmen who were kissing ass and doing the least possible. Also they wanted me to give one of my best airmen a 3 rather than a 5 because he got a DUI 3 years earlier while I was in Korea. That kid was squared away, always on time, never complained, and was VERY good at his job. I relied on him to handle things often. When he was first stationed there he got in with the 'party group' in the dorms, and wrecked his truck. He pulled his head out of his ass and got going the right direction. I fought the E9, 1sgt, my E7, and convinced the commander to give him the 5 he earned. I always got a 4. One area was a 4, everything else was a 5. They always dinged me for being big, and while I was 50lbs over my max weight, it was muscle because loading cargo planes in wars can pack lots of it on you. I came back from Kuwait in December 2001 with a six pack, I was shredded and the lightest I had been since the gulf war at 215lbs. They put me on the weight program and tried to keep me from testing that cycle. They wanted very specific things on our EPRs, you seem to know about them so I will explain. We were only allowed one space at the end of the bullet statement, so one space or none at all. No punctuation, and it had to convey the meaning commensurate with the level of the accomplishment. That meant I had to find words with the right number of letters, that conveyed the proper meaning and emphasis or they kicked it back. My captain had a pink pen she used on EPRs to kick them back and show where they needed work. All the other NCOs hated that pen. After my first one handed in to her, I figured out what she wanted. I never had one kicked back again. She wanted mt to teach all the other NCOs how to write them like I did. I told her thesaurus dot com is how I wrote them. It took me weeks to write one, because I was also being worked in my duty section by the reservists, who thought i was malingering. I was the safety NCO, vehicles, NCO, building custodian, had ten airmen in two different sections on two different shifts and I only worked with two of them for two days a week. Working nights I would have to stay until 0800 for the motor pool to open so I could take vehicles in, and then I usually had to change tires on the K loaders. So I would do a 12 hour shift pushing pallets and running the load teams on aircraft all night or driving the lead 60k because the loadmasters would ask for me to do it, things went smooth when I was in the first loader. They even tried to call me in on my days off to run K loaders. When I got jacked up in Kuwait in 2004, I came back barely able to walk. The reservists decided that I needed to work both load teams, so I would spend the entire shift sitting in a K loader since I couldn't push anymore. I had no real time off, because my weekend was middle of the week, and invariably some reservist would screw something up and I would have to come in during the day to fill out all the paperwork, EPA reports, and help clean up the huge mess she left.. it was always a female causing it, and they would be nowhere to be found for all of that. That kind of thing happened to me my entire time in, I was always picked for random drug screening, the people doing the screening knew after the first year. I was on the chem shelter and SCIPS team for both my squadron and SFS. I worked nights at my squadron days with the cops so during the week long chem exercises I got little to no sleep. The cops always got us 'ended' by doing something less than brilliant like turning off the pressure system too early in the exercise. I was an E3 so I had no say in what the higher ups decided to do. That was Germany before the gulf war had me working 12 to 14 hour shifts no time off from 10 Aug 90 to some time in January or Feb 91 when we went to a 7-1 schedule until June, then a 3-2-2-3. The only way I knew it was Thanksgiving was a chaplain was going around handing out turkey sandwiches to us on the flightline. I asked him what this was for.. I didn't even know it was November. So unlike most people in the USAF, I actually worked, mostly out in the weather, doing the difficult labor intensive physically demanding stuff, even when I was an NCO. I do not miss it in the least.
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  675. I'm 5'8, muscle bound but not ripped, weigh around 300lbs, I've never thought I was good looking. I don't like how I look, but there isn't much I can do about it, other than lose the belly. My face is going to still be how it is, and I am still going to be huge without a belly and a low BF%. Even when I was wrestling and in the military and was low BF%, I didn't like how I looked. Currently I am around 20% BF and its going down as usual when it warms up. Because of that I don't really care how I look. I wear black T shirts or hoodies, jeans or cargo/carpenter pants, a ball cap, and redwing work boots. If you like me, great. If you don't like me also great. Whatever, it doesn't affect what I think of myself. What does affect how I think of myself is what I can do, what I know, what I have done, how competent I am at doing those things, and how capable I am. That is how I judge myself and other men, by our competence and capability. You might not know what I know or be able to do what I do, but there are things you can do and know that I don't. So its not like anyone is better overall, but you can be better or worse at certain things. I am not good at bracket racing, but I am pretty good at building cars that win street races. I suppose if I set my mind to it I could become good at brackets, but I don't really have the desire to do that. With drag racing its easy because we get a number for ET and MPH, and we can usually tell who wins when we aren't on a track. The faster car doesn't always win, the more expensive car doesn't always win either. Drag racing is cool like that, you can win without spending mountains of cash... if you're smart. I can lift heavy stuff, but other guys can lift a lot more, I don't judge myself by how much some other guy can do unless I am directly competing with him. I have to admit I kinda look down on a man who cannot lift his own body weight, unless of course he is crippled or something. For me its a lot of weight to lift.. lol. Yeah I can... easily. So what, it doesn't do me much good other than being able to lift transmissions and carry them around. Its keeping me from repairing my skid steer, because I won't fit into the space I need to get into so I can work on it. Any normal sized guys that are good with hydraulics hit me up... How I look doesn't matter to me, what I can do matters. How people see me as far as appearance, IDGAF, how competent and capable they see me, well I care about that a little more. Really though I am judging myself on what I did yesterday vs today. Maybe that is because I had a really rough childhood and life until I was 45.
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  695.  @adamjames1375  I have a couple chainsaws I ran on vodka/veggie oil. They are very clean with no problems at all. They are a bit hard to start when its cold out, like colder than 20F. Four stroke engines run on it no problem small, large, whatever, they are simply clean and run a lot cooler. Air cooled engines need to have the air blocked off so they get warm enough. About the only thing you can do to increase compression in a two stroke is a thinner head gasket, not many long stroke cranks are made for them, and pin height makes a big difference with engines. I have several Pontiac 455s and 400s that I stroked to 461 or larger, and currently have a 505 that is completely aftermarket, except for the front timing cover. All have run on ethanol for years, except the 505 which I built back in September. The 455 in the 70 GTO is a 13:1 engine with iron heads. The 65 GTO has 11.5:1 with iron heads, and it would do better with 13:1, it gets better mileage being a 455 on ethanol than a 400 did running pump gas with 7.8:1 compression in the same car, despite the 400 having a 2.56 gear behind it and the 455 has a 3.08. The 455 would pick up mileage with the 2.56 and not lose any performance, but that poor little 8.2 rear won't live long behind nearly 600ftlbs. The 400 got an absolute best of 15 on a long highway trip, the 455 does 17 regularly mixed city and highway. The 65 GTO is not known for being aerodynamically efficient, its like pushing a parachute with a box car. The 70 GTO has no problem achieving 20mpg mixed city/highway with a 3.42 gear and 700R4 trans behind its 455, and that is with an old Qjet I modified back in 2010. Currently the 70 is waiting its turn in my shop where I will do a frame off rebuild on it, the wiring harness is trashed and the suspension is needing lots of work. I've had it since 1994, put it on E85 in 2007 with another 455 in it that had 8.8:1. Best it did with a 2.93 rear gear was 20, usually got 15 to 18 on 87 octane. It got 20 following a semi at 80mph down I-40 across Tennessee when I moved to my base in Charleston SC from Nebraska. I've run ethanol in my LS powered trucks, 1999-2007, the 98 Formula Firebird but it would need larger injectors and the rear diff bearings are hashed. I parked it with 93 octane no ethanol gas in it back in 2017, and by 2019 it would not start. The gasoline varnished real bad and stuck the pump. Funny how none of my ethanol fuel pumps ever stick and they can sit a lot longer than 3 years, since I don't drive them every summer. One of them is always out, but I have lots of vehicles to choose from, and projects I like to do. Where I have found problems is when the oil companies put a bunch of additives in the fuel. If I get E85 as far south as I-80 or farther south than that, I find a white chalky residue left over, sometimes yellow wax/gel, and a lot more rust in everything. E85 from Marinette Wisconsin doesn't have as many additives in it, no problems with that stuff. Just like no problems with the fuel I make from cattails, tree sap, coffee grounds, etc. Its the additives, not the ethanol causing problems. I am not the only one to find that. Jeff Smith who was a tech editor for Hot Rod magazine and now writes for Summit Racing at their onallcylinders page found the same thing. Additives cause corrosion issues, not ethanol. Go read his article if you want more info on that. Its easy to find. I'd give you a link but its not allowed on here.
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  705. Joker, get a small dump trailer and a 2500 truck to pull it, the concrete companies usually sell gravel and the stuff that comes out of the trucks and didn't work for concrete. They usually give the leftovers away and its good for filling holes. I use that stuff a lot, and you can gravel your driveway for cheap hauling it and spreading it out yourself. You will get to know the people working there and the drivers, and you will build your network as a result. You will find someone who can do the concrete on a weekend as a side job. The contractors are not going to be overly interested in a small job like yours, they are usually putting their effort into the big stuff like municipal buildings where they make a lot more money. When I built my shop I prepped the foundation, dug the footings, tied the rebar, built the forms, then one of the drivers at the nearest concrete companies came out with two guys and we poured my 32x50x6 slab on a Saturday afternoon in September 2015. I had everything ready to go, and they came out and we made it happen. I leveled it with string levels and a shovel, got it within a quarter inch of level across the entire slab. He checked it with his laser level and asked how I did it, he was surprised I did that with string levels. I had a lot more time than he did to do things and we military guys tend to do things 'differently' than civilians. I rented skid steers and mini excavators to remove the stumps and big rocks, growing up on a farm and moving cargo in the USAF means I can operate damn near any type of heavy equipment. I ran the 12k rough terrain forklift when I built my container house, after I poured the concrete in 16" sono-tubes sitting on bedrock that holds the containers off the ground. When I set the containers down I was within a half inch of square just eyeballing it. The more you learn to do yourself, the faster and less expensively you can get things done. Having to rely on others to get stuff done puts you at the mercy of if they want to do it or not.
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  719.  @TheHylianJuggalo  hang on a minute, there was no crime involved in the OP's illustration. That is an entirely different thing than seeing your messed up parent do messed up things and having a messed up life. I mean it was perfectly legal when my ex wife subjected my kids to unsavory things in life... at least they would not prosecute her for it. Also you are talking to a man who has been convicted of things he did not do, with zero evidence, all on the word of a female (my second ex wife), and had multiple other accusations tossed at me by females trying to extort money and cars from me, or simply claiming I was harassing them for extending a verbal greeting whilst not being tall enough to speak to them. Every girl I know save for one has had a story about unwanted whatever, and that one girl is the Arab girl I tried to marry 33 years ago. We are still friends, she is pretty cool and lives in Germany. Both of my sisters claim things happened to them, but I believe my first ex definitely had experiences like that... not that she was probably resistant to it, more like regretted it later. Do I believe the stories? Its damn hard to after so many accusations and time sitting in jail for absolutely nothing. They get so much social cred for it that when I hear those stories my mind goes almost immediately to a stolen valor type thing. Where someone pretends to be one of us veterans, but is not... I mean how many people can be space shuttle door gunners like me? Thats a joke, not being a veteran, because I am, but the space shuttle thing... it illustrates a point that people can make up whatever they wish.
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  724.  @angrydragon4574  my friend Brandon, the 30 year old, simply has no drive, no goal to achieve, nothing pulling him towards greatness. Its common among young men these days, no real reason to apply themselves as long as they have a job that meets their needs right now. I came from some pretty serious poverty, farm life was lots of work and no money. If I made money somewhere else like working for a neighbor, my parents usually took it from me. When I got a job off the farm, my mom wrote some checks on my account and bounced me for a couple thousand dollars. That hurt. My register was correct and up to date, but not for the $20 she pulled out three times. Small town local banks that know all of us is now that happened. The result was I had the mental drive to do what I had to do, to get the things I wanted from life. Mainly it was cars, I absolutely love old cars and live for working on and driving them. Having a car had the added benefit of being able to get into town 20 miles away and meet girls. I had nothing, and most everything I earned was taken from me. Thats also why I am not a big fan of so cia lism. Its essentially the same thing, but its not family taking everything from you to give to someone else. Brandon and other guys I know have nothing to strive for, there is no motivation to earn something. That applies with girls too. He doesn't want to bother to learn how to talk to them. Its always amusing when I have a cute college age girl sit near me with similarly aged guys sitting near her, obvious orbiters of hers. Then I strike up a conversation and get farther in a few minutes than they have the entire time they have known her. Nobody is teaching these guys how to be men. There is no benefit to them being men to be honest, whatever they earn will be taken from them. Its a no win situation, and its why I frequent channels that address that kind of issue. I don't need the help, but I can provide some guidance to the guys who need it. If they want it, I share it.
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  725.  @angrydragon4574  the effinists have done quite well getting people to think that a man learning to talk to women is negatively manipulative. As if females aren't inherently like that and do it to literally everyone they meet. The reality it is is simply learning to get people to like you, which was written in a book a hundred years ago by Dale Carnegie. 'How to Win Friends and Influence People' is for business people and salesmen, but what Dale says in it works to meet girls too. I 'game' everyone I meet in public, I have to or I get calls from the sheriff telling me I can't go in there anymore. It seems some people are intimidated by me when I act like I did in the military. That kinda makes sense because I am roughly the same size as a medium sized silverback gorilla. I find that having somewhat of a relationship with people I interact with often, such as parts store people and the ones who work at my grocery store, goes a long way. You aren't giving them what they want, you are simply being personable, friendly but not appearing weak or some other unattractive thing. As it happens people who are good at making video content on here do the same sorts of things. Humans interact in certain ways, learning how to interact and benefit from it is relatively simple, unless of course you are on the spectrum. It is fun talking to girls, its like banter with an old friend when you do it right, and they respond positively. It took me almost two years to learn about girls, and I watched them every day at school and what a particular one did who ended up being my first. There is a look they all have when they are attracted to someone, once you see it you cannot unsee it, and I watch girls give that look to other guys all the time. They don't realize they are doing it, its not an intentional thing, but they all make the same facial expression no matter what country or culture they are from. Once you know that, you know which ones like you. After you know she likes you, then its up to you to talk to her. They are voice activated, not coin operated like many guys think. They crave interaction, they adore mystery and discovering about us, they want to chase even more than they want to be chased. People want what they cannot have. Its just like learning anything else, playing guitar takes practice, repairing cars takes time and experience and even after decades you will still make mistakes on cars. Interacting with people is a good skill to have, because everyone has other people in their lives. There are manipulations that are as potent as cheat codes, like engaging her negative emotions then switching to logic and making her laugh, that is how I can meet a girl and ten minutes later being balls deep if I want. I made quite a few less than stellar choices with crazy girls doing that, which outweigh the times when she wasn't crazy. Hell man, I had a girl who would drive 7 hours one way to come see me and took me to concerts in Chicago on her dime just because at the start I was funny and knew the difference between innuendo and double entendre. We males cannot just wait and stop looking then someone will appear, that is how females do it. If we do that, nothing happens as girls do not approach us, they fear rejection far too much. Also we cannot just 'be ourselves' as men are built rather than born. We have to earn manhood, effort must be expended for us to have any value to anyone. A man with no skills nor abilities is a useless male. Robert Heinlein wrote: "A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects" The meaning is that men need to know things and be able to do things, the more we know and the more we can do, the more valuable we are. Thats why a 20 year old male has almost zero value in the world, but he can have more at 30, 40 and 50, because he should have learned a great many things. Learning to talk to girls is simply another skill we can acquire. It takes time, effort and failure to get it good enough. If you try once and quit at everything, you are going to have a very boring life, and nobody will respect nor admire you. Its wise to not make girls your priority, but being able to talk to them is beneficial. If you plan to buy and sell things, whatever it is, or to lead people, you had best know how to talk to girls, because talking to them is just like talking to a man, but with the added area of getting them nekkid. They are people too, even if they are quite different from us in some ways.
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  727.  @tititigabu8200  now that makes sense, and its a good idea. I have survived and endured a lot in my 53 laps around the sun, and I have come close to checking out several times, both through actions of others, and on my own, but I am still here. How I managed to not end up with the entire world knowing my full name is partly because I had taken the time to learn how to talk to girls in my teens and was completely fearless with them. What are they going to do, reject me and say no? Yeah probably... so what. There is a new crop of girls turning 18 every damn day. Most of the cereal K types aren't good with females. The guys who go on rampages are not good with females. If we try to educate those guys about how to interact with females we are called horrible very bad things. I had all the prerequisites for a cereal K, except I got the pooniti. Getting back up after being beaten down, over and over and over again is a skill men need to learn. Knowing which fights are worth the effort and which aren't is a good thing too. The problem with books and comments is there are a certain number of guys who feel I am bragging, and then girls tell me to seek help. lol. Which I find very amusing. Its not bragging, its saying DON'T make the same mistakes I made, but get past them like I did, in whatever way works for you. I have friends who are in their 50s like me, who have had less than 3 girls in their lifetime and haven't gotten any since the year started with 19. They are hateful men, they resent that they were unable to do what I did regarding girls, they just wanted one. I wanted one, but ended up giving a lot of them a chance. So how to write a book like that? No idea. Best I can do is write what happened, what I did about it, and where it got me. Are people bright enough to figure the rest out for themselves? I am working on a book though. Which version to write is the big question. Also working on a gearhead movie, I have a bunch of friends with cars and a story in my head. Just need to get them all together and make it happen. Already have one girl who will get nekkid for it.. lol. How to teach a resentful hateful man how to repair his life.. man, that would be one hell of a book.
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  729. Learn how to repair vehicles, even if you don't want to do it for a living. I rebuild a transmission for my car and it costs $300 for an old 3 speed automatic, and $800 for a newer 4 speed automatic. YOU will be paying someone like me $2500+ to rebuild it, and more to install it. Brake job at a shop costs you $1000+. Rotors, pads, and calipers is about $300 for most vehicles, more for heavier trucks like 2500s and less for front drive crapboxes. The newest vehicle I own is a $400 2007 GMC crew cab that I swapped a 6.0L engine into and rebuilt the transmission in it. I have about $900 in it now. It is to pull my trailer around so I can move my old cars sitting in Nebraska at the family farm, to where I live in Michigan, so I can get to building them. My daily driver is a 1965 GTO with a 550hp 455 in it, I did a full frame off on it for $15k, and it was OMG rusty. The other summer daily is a 1970 Cuda AAR clone. I'll be rebuilding the 69 and 70 GTOs this fall, and currently I am building a 1000hp Pontiac powered 1968 LeMans. I build and drive cool stuff. I can do literally ANYTHYING to any vehicle built between 1910 and 2010. I own 13 acres of land that I bought in 2013 for $30k. Paid it off in 2021. I lived in a 1971 Travco RV while I built my shop and house in 2015. Cheap land is out there if you have income source that doesn't require you to live in a city. I got a loan to buy a 1979 Trans Am in 1987 ($2000) a 1992 F150 in 2001 ($2000) and a 1998 Formula Firebird in 2004 ($7000) otherwise I have driven old cars that I repaired/built for the last 35 years. In 1987 I had just graduated. From 2001 to 2015 I was paying child support and the state would take any savings I had. I had to take out loans for vehicles I can otherwise pay cash for and not even think about it.
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  730.  @BoB-th8wm  thats kinda how it works... I was in the USAF 1988 to 2005. My job was Air Cargo, moving heavy stuff. 10,000lb pallets, chaining down tanks/truck/aircraft inside the cargo planes, its all heavy lifting. How it works is when the females are on the load teams, they are mostly an obstacle, sometimes they can operate the machinery, but usually the men just have to do more work because they have ineffective, incapable, inept people taking up space on the team. A conflict like Iraq means an insane amount of work, its hard to imagine unless you've done it. Imagine the highest intensity workout you can do, for 12 to 14 hours a day, 7 days a week. Pick up 200lbs and run up three stories. Push two F150s across a football field. Thats a close approximation. Females cannot do it, they break if they are put in the heavy lifting positions. In the first Gulf War I got freakin HUGE because I was often saddled with females, so I had to do 90% of the work, and essentially the females were spotters.. which they did poorly. So when we would deploy after 2001 the females would sit in the airconditioned buildings, doing the light work, like herding passengers. Meanwhile the rest of us were in the belly of the planes, throwing a few thousand bags that weigh 80 to 120lbs, pushing cargo, and all in 110-130F heat. No females were sent to places like my first two trips to the sandbox in 1991, you know where you get shot at. My ex wife is a volunteer firefighter. All 120lbs of her homely self. They made her chief because nobody wanted the job, and she can't do the rest of the heavy lifting. It was amusing in 2013. She decided to cheat on me with a kid she met on a training trip. He is so disliked among the firefighters, that when she brought him on to our township VFD, all 12 others quit that night at the township meeting. They loathe that guy, not because he was banging my ex, but because he is a loser that thinks he should be in charge despite knowing nothing and having no experience. She was with me for almost ten years, from 21 to 30. She was a virgin when I met her, and I was the only one until she ate a bowl of stupid flakes. She was with him for about 4 years and her dad had to pay their bills and support them, because they are incapable of doing it themselves. She left a capable, but crippled, veteran with lifetime health care and passive income, who can still lift very heavy weight, build damn near anything, and I healed up enough in 2013 that I can walk normally now, but I will never run again. She was with me in 2004 when I got messed up on my last deployment. She jumped to a loser who can't keep a job, isn't very bright, was balding at 24 and had those fleshy jowls like you see on the 60 year old bankers and execs. I build 60s and 70s muscle cars and trucks to stay busy. I own 13 acres of woodland that I bought and closed on two weeks after the divorce was final. Paid off all my building loans and the mortgage in 2021, three years early on a ten year note. I am debt free and have been building a rather ludicrous engine this year, around 700hp on the motor, but capable of 2000 with 20 psi. I am intentionally single, I'd rather build cars than waste time and money on females. Girls still flirt with me at 53, but I am not losing everything I have built. She is alone, just turned 40 Aug 6, nobody wants her for anything more than a warm moist place to jack off.... and those guys are not the high value males, she gets the losers and meth heads interested in her. Nobody wants to join the VFD while she is there, because she is known to make poor choices, bad decisions, and she is dangerous to have around in that environment. When she is stressed she breaks down into a 5 year old and cannot think or function. They do not think ahead, they only think about what they want right this second, and they assume they will always have the same interest from men they get when they are 21.
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  743.  DeleteGTA TrashGrinders  you probably are completely unaware of how they show interest. Also you probably have no idea how to talk to them. I am 5'8 and I had a VERY high drive when I was younger, so I learned to read them so I could tell which ones were interested and which were not. Then I learned to talk to them. What you don't say is more important than what you do say. How you stand, walk and present yourself matters even more than what you say or don't say. If you look harmless, soft, unconfident, incapable, and timid, you will not have them like you no matter how tall you are. Honestly you aren't missing anything a silicone sleeve and some lube can give you. Friend of mine is the manager at my gym, dude is a ripped 6'2 guy, and can't get any attention from them at all. Dude is a 27 year old virgin. His demeanor is soft, compliant, and he drives a light blue Honda Fit, a completely feminine car. He has to be polite at the gym, and you don't sh** where you eat, but he can't get any play away from work. If he or you could talk to them like I do, walk and move like I do, you would have them throwing panties at you. Nobody would ever look at me in public and assume I am harmless, and the name on here is because the USAF called me that when I had a six pack.. I am overly muscular... also I have been trying to look that way to avoid entanglements with females, and so far it has worked very well. Two divorces is enough, and at 54 I am too old to come back from another evil Cant Understand Normal Thinker taking everything I have built and invested in because some judge gives it to her. Like I said earlier, you're not missing anything good, but you aren't being plagued by a 120lb leech camping in your wallet either.
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  751. I am VERY aware of inflation and stupidity that raises prices of things. I am on a fixed income, Congress decides what I am worth. They don't want to pay me more, so they hide inflation and just let the money they 'allow' me (for getting fucked up in their war) to buy less stuff. Its the reason I live alone in the woods, produce my own energy in the form of food and fuel, working on electricity production on a larger scale. I knew I was fucked if Hillary was elected, so when Trump won I used those 4 years to improve my situation. Now I know I am fucked again, and its good I continued with my green energy projects. I am not a prepper, but I do things like preppers, because it costs me less cash to make energy than it does to buy it. In 2007 we had $5 gasoline, no way in hell I could drive an old GTO that got 15mpg mixed driving on pump gas. So I got into making ethanol. Using tree sap costs me about ten cents a gallon to make fuel, cattails is about 40 cents a gallon because of the enzymes needed to convert starch to sugar and a bit more energy needed. I built engines with very high compression to take advantage of ethanol, and that increased mileage. That same GTO that got 15mpg on pump gas got 150hp more, 200ftlbs more torque, and improved mileage to 17 mixed and 20 highway with an old carb. I run my newer vehicles on it too, its really easy. I'm working on videos showing how to do all of this and why. I can feed me, maybe one or both of my kids, so why the hell would I want some chick to leech off me? Its not like she is going to put in work with me to make energy. They will be walking and starving, I will be driving over powered muscle cars and have plenty to eat.
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  760.  @BrianWaller-qe7gr  her mother, sisters, and friends all encouraged the second ex to leave me for a guy she had just met. He was a real piece of work, they loathed him, her dad had to support him and her, even had him work for the family business because the kid couldn't keep a job. The reason he couldn't keep one was he was incompetent, but felt he should be in charge when he had just started. Well the kid left her after 3 or 4 years, I don't keep track of her, but my neighbors told me. Now her family blames me for what she is going through, as if I caused it. I warned all of them what he was like, what would happen, and how it would end up for her. Funny thing is her dad saw the same things I did, but her mother demanded they make my ex happy by letting him into their house and family. They all regretted it. Then there is this other thing, she was on the VFD, they made her chief because nobody else wanted to do it, and she wasn't strong enough to do the actual job. They had 13 members including her, and they all knew that kid from training and working with his dad's VFD in another township. They hated that kid. Every firefighter and EMT in the county does, he is that much of a creep. She brought him on to the VFD for my township, and 12 members quit that same night at the meeting. It was only the two of them until he left. Now another guy has joined, he moved here after all this took place in 2013. She is still chief, and the township treasurer, and she keeps not only screwing up, but doing illegal things, and they won't do anything about it because she's female and they have known her since she was a kid. Both of those jobs are part time, she gets about $750 a month to do them. I call him a kid because he is 20 years younger than I am, and 7 years younger than her. At this point its all very amusing to me.
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  765. Regarding the last one.. I have noticed that females show a lot more interest when I am walking with a thin attractive one. They also show interest when my 300lb female friend is following me through the store about ten to twenty feet behind me. If my rotund friend walks near me like she is with me, I get ZERO attention from other females. When I am alone in a store, I get some attention and they try to get into my field of view and other things if they are interested. The number of women who smile at me then look down and away is surprising, because I do not see myself as overly or even remotely attractive. They seem to enjoy competing for the attention of a man. They also seem to be drawn to a man who obviously is getting attention from other women. Now if he is with a very unattractive female like my large friend, they appear to decide there is something wrong with that man and they do not interact if at all possible. Considering how risk averse and unable to handle rejection they are, they try to get us to approach them in different ways. Its amusing when some chick walks by me, bends over to look at something on the bottom shelf in the store, then stands there and intently reads the label on bottled water for an inordinate amount of time. She wants me to approach her... after two divorces and living in my car for a total of 4 years... I am not very interested in approaching. I am 53 years old, 5'8, gray beard, belly, not bald I usually have a high and tight, but also have 21" arms, 60" chest, 40" waist, and nearly no neck, with wide earth mover hands. So I know why they are attracted, its the muscle and my attitude, not my height and wallet. Its still surprising when they do these things.
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