Middle Age is Middle Earth for MenPosted: January 22, 2014
sorry about last night. i had some uuuuuuh “things” to do to celebrate the big 4-0. i woke up to a text at 6am from my mom gushing at how she couldn’t believe her oldest is 40.
yesterday, i got a text from K that she was taking me out to dinner for my burfdae. i told her i’d rather cook something at home. she insisted on at least buying me a beer. we went to my local around 5 and took a seat at the bar. as i sipped my beer a very large woman (early 30’s) sat down and ordered cheese sticks. K is about 115lbs, and a 22 year old nursing student. i told my bartender i wanted a shot of jameson since it was my birthday. i’m no longer allowed to drink jameson at my local since i got fucking kersmashed on it one night. when he asked me what i was gonna do for my birthday, K chimed in with, “me.” lol.
“well alright” and away my bartender went. then a wave of faux pity washed over me about the fop that fatty pig fatty was going home to as i was getting balls deep in K’s guts (she HATES when i say that). i made us turkey meatloaf with pomegranate glaze and snicker brownies and had another first. while watching me cook, she finally walked up to me, said, “don’t stop what you’re doing.” (i was mixing the turkey with gloves on), and she began giving me a blow job. she said she’d never had a guy cook for her and it was an absolute turn on. lol. she’s a good girl.
we ate, then she let me watch “excalibur” and i made her memorize the charm of making. she rubbed my shoulders, pulled my sword from the stone, and babied me. then we went to the bedroom for a little more “fun”. then we watched “the blacklist” and played a little more. around 10pm she left and let me go do-do since i had to work today.
the charm of making. nerd game 101. she was giggling and shaking her head as i watched this movie wide-eyed and salivating. lol.
i decided to have a nice long time to introspect on my past on what may be my future. i mean in 2 weeks i’ll be heading to New Orleans to go house hunting/job hunting for 20 days. when i get back i’ll have about 3 weeks of work before i start terminal leave. before i know it, my time in the nav will be done, and i’ll be free.
it’s been an interesting 20 years. blogging has really had a profound effect on my life. posting openly forced me to approach more women and REALLY made my game more surgical, but the funny thing is; i see relationship MUCH differently now than i did when i was 20. i was fortunate enough to dodge the marriage and kids bullt, so the next 20 years are mine to do with as i will. i have no idea what will happen, but that’s not neccassirly a bad thing. i certainly don’t look or feel 40. i’m still smash 20 year old vagina, pretty decent stuff really. the flawed system of marriage is a total turn off to me, and since i CAN get access to sex without marriage, why should i puropsely go skydiving when i know half the chutes don’t open.
i no longer have my dick on my forehead. i can easily go months without pussy and not even notice. so, now my dick is pretty much on standby for the most part. i can honestly tell all you young guys to relax: your 20’s are the suck unless you have at least some modicum of game/red-pill knowledge- or (unless you’re LaidNYC). but let me assure you, once you hit your late 20’s it’s a game changer.
so keep reading the blogs. find one the seems to best reflect your own lifestyle, keep reading, keep practicing, earn your stripes and you’ll find success in your 20’s that will lead to ninja game in your 30’s.
oh, someone wanted to talk with you guys for a moment.
hi. we’ve never met before, but douchebag has mentioned me before. i’m Danny’s dick. i don’t really have a name so i think i’ll just refer to myself as Max. i just wanna say what a complete fucking pussy faggot Danny is for all the zen horse shit “i’m an a older more mature guy” crap. he seems to forget i have a say in this shit too, and he can TRY and put me on the back burner, but when i roar, he fuckings jumps to attention. if you could have seen me work last night- DAMN. i beat that pussy like it stole from me. it smelled like a greastrap at macdonald’s mid-summer when i was done with it. so don’t let fuck-nugget think he’s gonna “slow down”, not as long as i have something to say about it.
ok. i’m back. sorry about that. he gets ornery from time to time. especially after he’s just eaten. and remember, “middle age” for men is just as real as middle earth is to reality. so, all in all it was good as day, Max wanted me to post a little mood music from last night.
in searcing for the first video, i found THIS. making daddy proud.