The Nazi-engineered Jewish Holocaust will pale, in terms of casualties, to the Feminist-engineered male holocaust. Instead of concentration camps, shame will be used to corral men. The weapon of choice will be suicide, rather than gas chambers. Doctors, lawyers and judges will serve as the Gestapo. The Aryan race will consist of women and their subservient puppet males. The Public Sex Offender Registry will be the jewish yellow Star of David.


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Is accounting a man's job? No, it is definitely a woman's job. Unless you are gay, effeminate, or just a bitch.

Working for a woman means you are lower than shit. All educated women are feminists and think they are better than men by default. They don't feel the need to prove a thing, having a vag is enough. The IRS Code was invented to keep women employed. Women love all those arbitrary rules and unnecessary complexities, because it makes them feel smart & special just to be able to know them all. It comes very natural to them. They LOVE rules and HATE risk.

Women are very different from men because they lack egos. A woman doesn't have an ego, instead she has her girlfriends. All she cares about in the world is herself & what other women think about her. A woman undresses for a man, but dresses for a woman.

Most females in this society are spoiled brats raised on a pedestal. They love to bitch, they love to complain, they love to laugh, and above all they love to gossip. She is not happy unless she talks bad about somebody else.

Men live to please women. A man's greatest fear is making a woman mad. Men are natural slaves born to be manipulated. Getting married is a pure business decision for a woman, and she will take out life insurance on her husband on the same day.

And it's all the man's fault. I can't have a relationship because a bunch of metrosexuals have raised the bar so high, I would have to be Superman.

I am not bitter, just informed. My major malfuction is low testosterone, combined with hippy parents & spoiled brat sisters who turned my childhood into an effeminate hell.

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My moniker is rude but appropriate. We should all be ashamed of ourselves for reveling in the misfortunes of others, even in private. Especially if you're doing it for free.

Training to be a truck driver, so I can get some fresh air and peace of mind. Or I could just move to South Carolina and live in that cute little house my grandparents left me. Decisions, decisions....