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

  1. 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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  18.  @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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  21. @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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  22. 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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  27.  @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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  40.  @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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  48.  @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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  49. 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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