Advice for the True (Non-PC) Men out there: How to Handle Crazy Women!

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I've been with many gals in my still short time on planet earth, though I've been with none of them long enough to properly let into my life... And thank fuck I didn't, for while not all of them were "Bad", many of them in their own little ways, were *BAT SHIT CRAZY*. And by crazy, I will also include;

Deeply Insecure; Narcissistic; Egotistical; Immature; Irresponsible and Downright Dangerous; Deceptively Opaque; and just generally Low Quality Humans In Character & Spirit....

Advice for the True (Non-PC) Men out there: How to Handle Crazy Women!

Now I've always been blessed in that apparently, I'm a handsome kinda guy, I strive to be best version of me: The Best Man I Can Be. It isn't very Politically Correct to do so anymore, but I aim to synthesize the best of all archetypal forms of manhood:

Advice for the True (Non-PC) Men out there: How to Handle Crazy Women!Advice for the True (Non-PC) Men out there: How to Handle Crazy Women!Advice for the True (Non-PC) Men out there: How to Handle Crazy Women!Advice for the True (Non-PC) Men out there: How to Handle Crazy Women!

If You Don't Understand: Then Go Bury Your Head in the Sand!!

Trying to do this in the modern era, where the majority of men are weak, empty, emasculated shells when compared to their ancestors, is often met with polar extremes. Guys like me are very well liked and admired in circles that understand and appreciate what it is that men like me represent, and the rest?

Well...

They can't stand it! And given that I don't deal with any of the bullshit many of you women (girls?) who throw out their bullshit to try and subdue the modern man, I become a complete HEADFUCK to you, as you fail to realise the simplicity of what it is I, and men like me, desire from a decent bell...

Sooooooooooo... I'll share a short story about a chick I was once out with, and how she highlights everything wrong with the modern woman (and man even more so!!); and hopefully some of you can learn a little from it...

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Over a year ago I met this hot chick from Sweden, at a bar, and was immediately impressed; she was one of the best looking girls I'd come across, stereotypical Nordic beauty, well dressed, fashionable, but not whorish, little to no makeup, spoke multiple languages, seemed reasonably intelligent and well informed... As close a man could get to a "natural 10". Now guys like me have never struggled in picking women up, I was not thunderstruck by her, but very pleasantly surprised.

Ooooooo yeah baby!! 😎
Ooooooo yeah baby!! 😎

So we're chatting (us both with a couple of our friends) all night, flirting and all the good shit. She was really putting the feelers out as if it was more a long term relationship she was looking for, talking about our interests and things we wanted to do in life, music tastes and a little drop of sexual innuendo ;)

So I played it cool the first night, upon having only just met her, and her seeming like she wasn't out to just get laid - by all means we could've fucked hours before... Ya know? But after all that shit, at the end of the night, I went to take her number and she gets kinda squiffy, tells me to add on Facebook. I tell her I don't use social media (I really don't) and she was surprised by that, and I pull out the joke of being a "man of many mysteries" as it always gets a laugh. So we hugged and left on "good" terms. I got a my friend to add her, kept it all casual at first.

*Note... my friends a good kid, not a cock-blocking little beta by any stretch... If a little innocent and naive to the world haha!

I decided to play along with it, thinking it was just a shit test, and being as pleasantly surprised as I was, was certain she'd come out for a few drinks again... And she did! I'm good at reading people, and women especially...

A few weeks later (I was a busy man at that time with some shit going down, I couldn't make it sooner), we go out again... Small group of us...

And shit goes wacky as fuck!

Dun Dun Dun...!!!!
Dun Dun Dun...!!!!

I take her to a few bars around the town, we watched jokingly as her annoying friend got trashed, so we sent him home... Yes, *him*, one of those tag-along-cucks that not-so-secretly wanted her, and lacked just about every form of masculine virtue a "man" could possibly lack...

The term we're looking for here, is RAT.

But by now as the night progresses with this little annoyance out the way, I've got on my hands a dangerous mix of things going down...

EVERYWHERE!
EVERYWHERE!

Sitting in a beer garden, "My girl" was still poaching for more relationship type answers from me, dropping sexual innuendo, whilst increasingly getting stupid in her game playing. As we're enjoying the moment, she starts trying to make me jealous at the other guys around drooling at her, whilst irritating the girls jealous at the fact I'm with this chick and not them. And by all accounts was way more naturally attractive.

So now I've got the jealousy of drunk cry baby's that want what I've got, too pussy to challenge me head on, and too low quality to get it, especially when sober! But in the last bar before we go clubbing, this pack of 150lb slack-jaws (bearing in mind at that time I'm almost 300lbs and virtually all muscle), do their best to passive-aggressively start fights with me, challenging me in very beta ways...

DISGUSTING!
DISGUSTING!

Not long before we leave the beer garden, a huge spider crawls onto my friend, he screams like a little girl, bless the silly fucker πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚!! These slack-jaws think its me, start shouting "FUCKING PUSSY" at me/us...

I then get up to buy a new drink, they see the size of me and how I look whilst I blow kisses at them, realising it was my friend and not me screaming like a bitch (sorry bro!)...

They scarpered off... πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚


I've also now got jealous girls bitching at "My Girl" because their jealous of what she's got in front of her... me... and the fact that looks wise, this chicks about as close to a natural 10 as you'd get. These girls were the types that'd ordinarily glance at me, in the hopes I'd coming crawling over to them like most modern males do, with my cock in my hands (so to speak), seeking their approval... And crying when I didn't... When they had very little else to offer anyway...!

So the sexual tension and frustration between us, is building to its apex... She's now doing more shots with me (teqqqquuuiiillaaaa!!!) and kissing and hugging me, playfully teasing me with one of her makeup brush thingy, as she's touching herself up, before we get into the club.

***I'll drop a SERIOUS HINT HERE FELLAS:

AS WE'RE ABOUT TO GET IN, SHE HANDS ME HER PHONE AND FUCKING WALLET, ASKING ME TO LOOK AFTER THEM GIVEN THAT SHE HAD NO POCKETS................

I LOVE IT!
I LOVE IT!

*****But sadly, this is where it all goes wrong, and she fucks it all up...

As we get in, put our jackets away in the cloak room, get the first round of drinks again, I'm edging towards letting her know I was into her. She was getting annoyed and anxious about all the other ditzy bints scouring at her out of that two-way jealousy I've already mentioned. As the bartender is pouring our shit I grab her by the waist from behind, laughing, telling her it was ok, that she was way hotter than them anyhow...

She's diggin' it, and then comes...*The Tipping Point*

My friends chatting to one of these gals that was trying to weigh in on us, backing me up, deflecting her away. "My Girl" then leans into me like we're gonna smooch, then pulls off cheekily, telling me we should "get back at them and make them jealous"... I laughed and obliged, but I'm no fool, she meant "MAKE ME JEALOUS"... Or damn well try haha!

Silly girl...

I've seen many girls do this, just to the same level...!
I've seen many girls do this, just to the same level...!

All I'm gonna say here, for the lack of room, is that the rest of the night was spent watching her and me pull up to random groups (with my good friend drunkenly trailing along... gotta respect the kid he's a good lad!), and her dancing with guys just enough for them to think they were getting it... Waiting for me to come steaming in like the bruiser that I am... Then as they get a little too confident with themselves, trying to cop a feel, she then scrams, elbowing them off, running back to me... I just laugh every time...

It was so bad and done so much, that I nearly got into several fights all in one night, the entire fucking club was following us around, the guys wanting her, the girls wanting me... Plenty of the local girls who wouldn't normally have the balls to come up to me, were doing it left and right, dancing with me, grinding me and all that shit...

The amount of fights I nearly had with the usual miserable slack-jaws that wouldn't say boo to me on the streets was incredible... One particularly bad moment was some kid who was out of his mind, kept trying to get her to drink his shit laced with what I thought was MDMA, she was many things but not a drug user, that much I knew... So I get him to fuck off... With a little force... And his friends shit themselves and get moved along. The power of sexual urges, booze and drugs eh?!

In this joint I knew a lot of the doormen from other venues, they kinda had my back where they could too, which was nice. So we move to a quieter room for a few, whilst my friend takes a piss, me and her get cozy again...

This is the SEMINAL MOMENT!

She asks if we "should go somewhere more quiet"...

Silly... Silly Girl!
Silly... Silly Girl!

By this point I'm so wound up, and agitated, that sex was the fucking last thing on my mind!!!

No woman, no woman at all, no matter how hot, is worth all that shit, not for a 30 minute bang... The audacity of her!! Mwahahaha!!! I said "nah we should dance a little more" and I could see she got upset and angry that all the antics she'd already pulled, hadn't worked, hadn't made me jealous enough to go running after her...

This is the thing about you girls isn't it... At least you insecure ones... You *HAVE* to try and manipualte men, you can't be straight down the line with what it is that you actually fucking want...

Let me tell you what it is that you *NEED*:


But here's the thing...

You, being a woman, doesn't immediately entitle you to this...

YOU ALSO NEED TO EARN IT...

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BUT IT DIDN'T END THERE!

After that night ended, with neither of us getting laid, I then bumped into her about two weeks later out with a rather stereotypical modern man... The skinny jeans, the baby face, a waxed body... easy to control...

The look of terror on her face when I walk into this bar with a crew of about 15 friends and associates... LOOOOL

BWAHAHAHAHAH!!!!
BWAHAHAHAHAH!!!!

I'll end it here by just telling you this...

I told the entire group I was with that that was *her*... The crazy chick...

We proceeded to terrorise the guy she was with, then had our night socialising, playing a little 8Ball, as we were about to leave for another club, she then comes running out after me!!!!!

She drags this simp along who had no clue what the hell had just hit him, still playing that sorry old game, or trying to anyhow...

The rest I leave up to you to decide what happens next...

Advice for the True (Non-PC) Men out there: How to Handle Crazy Women!
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