Paying the cost to be the boss

 

Paying The Cost To Be The Boss”

You act like you don’t want to listen
When I’m talking to you
You think you outta do baby
Anything you wanna do
You must be crazy baby
You just gotta be outta your mind
As long as I’m payin’ the bills woman
I’m payin’ the cost to be the bossI’ll drink if I want to
And play a little poker too
Don’t you say nothing to me
As long as I’m taking care of you
As long as I’m workin baby
And payin’ all the bills
I don’t want no mouth from you
About the way I’m supposed to live
You must be crazy woman
Just gotta be outta your mind
As long as I foot the bills
I’m payin’ the cost to be the boss

Now that you got me
You act like you ashamed
You don’t act like my woman
You just usin’ my name
I tell you I’m gonna have all the money
And I don’t want no back-talk
Cause if you don’t like the way I’m doin’
Just pick up your things and walk
You gotta be crazy baby
You must be outta your mind
As long as I’m payin’ the bills woman
I’m payin’ the cost to be the boss

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That’s old school man thinking right there, and it still keeps the bitches damp in the panties.
I see the same guys in the man o sphere struggling with the same stuff. Some guys have been dumping their purse on us for so long I no longer give a damn what happens to to them. Some guys are 2 steps forward, 1 step back, others 1 step forward, 2 steps back.
Do you know how the typical guy wins a bar fight? It ain’t no fancy pants Asian dance moves. He steps forward and keeps swinging, no matter how many times he gets punched in the face and he keeps at it until the other guy breaks.
Life is a bar brawl. I love these guys who keep going forward no matter how hard life punches them in the face. They are paying the cost to be the boss. I despies these guys who keep dumping their purse on us, going no where, expecting us to be their life long emotional tampon.
These guys in the thick of life’s bar brawl, these magnificent losers are going to win. Maybe they won’t have money in the bank and a string of 20 year old hotties in their bed but they be men worthy of the name as long as they keep brawling, doing what they can to live on their terms, dominating the world and people around them

Intelligence and tingles

For whatever vagaries of life, intelligence and tingles seems to have come up rather frequently. Mostly in comment sections, and mostly men bitching that women prefer less intelligent men, followed up with some speculation less intelligent men being easier for women to manipulate.

Betas should be very careful in how they word things as generally speaking, such bitching just makes them look like bitches. Any experienced man will be able to tell the difference between wondering about a topic and bitching. Anything close to bitching about bitches will have bitches labeling you as a bitch in nanoseconds.

Chicks dig masculinity. If you display your intelligence in a masculine manner, chicks will dig you. If you display your intelligence through nerd culture or lecturing regular folks about shit they don’t care about you’ll come across as beta, dorky or pretentious…. maybe all 3.  The smartest guy I know likes to lecture Star War nerds on why the science stuff in Star Wars is pure bullshit…..Yup he has to pay for pussy.

My grandfather had a PhD in physics. Way back when the atom still needed splitting, super nerds were working on that and my maternal grandfather was leading a Ranger platoon on D-Day. After that he became a rocket scientist. No shit. His area was guidance systems. In his days, most smart guys grew up on a farm. They had masculine bodies, masculine hands, masculine hobbies ( mine was into killing deer and hot rods) and mostly like had killed some kruts or japs… mine was apparently better at logistics and intell stuff.

Yes he was a math nerd but he also killed deer and duck when he got the chance, fixed all the shit around the house, built his own motors for his hot rods, witnessed a shit ton of nuclear tests and at work, the nerds built and installed the guidance systems. No farming out the grunt work

He was also a hard drinker, gambler and ladies man. In his younger days.

Today’s smart guys tend to be the biggest pussies imaginable. That’s on top of how soft most men seem to be in general. Also what you as a smart guy find intresting might not be of intrests to other folks around you. Especially women.

If you are an intelligent man and struggling with women, take an honest look at your life, hobbies and how you present yourself. That’s what’s holding you back. Not how smart you are.

Is that the world you want to live in

This is the world I want to live in

One evening as the sun went down
And the jungle fires were burning,
Down the track came a hobo hiking,
And he said, “Boys, I’m not turning
I’m headed for a land that’s far away
Besides the crystal fountains
So come with me, we’ll go and see
The Big Rock Candy Mountains”

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,
There’s a land that’s fair and bright,
Where the handouts grow on bushes
And you sleep out every night
Where the boxcars all are empty
And the sun shines every day
On the birds and the bees
And the cigarette trees
The lemonade springs
Where the bluebird sings
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
All the cops have wooden legs
And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth
And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs
The farmers’ trees are full of fruit
And the barns are full of hay
Oh I’m bound to go
Where there ain’t no snow
Where the rain don’t fall
The winds don’t blow
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
You never change your socks
And the little streams of alcohol
Come trickling down the rocks
The brakemen have to tip their hats
And the railway bulls are blind
There’s a lake of stew
And of whiskey too
You can paddle all around em
In a big canoe
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,
The jails are made of tin.
And you can walk right out again,
As soon as you are in.
There ain’t no short-handled shovels,
No axes, saws or picks,
I’ma goin’ to stay
Where you sleep all day,
Where they hung the Turk
That invented work
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

I’ll see you all this coming Fall
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

Read more: Harry McClintock – Big Rock Candy Mountain Lyrics | MetroLyrics

But we don’t live in the world we want to live in. We live in this place, at this time and anything outside that is bound to disappoint and is utterly beta.

The other day I was walking my Lady Pit, minding our own buiness when one of these rabbit size dogs ran up to her. My Lady Pit has a tremendous prey drive. She regularly kills rabbit, tree rats, mice, frogs, lizards, snakes etc. She isnt aggressive to anything resembling a dog but anything that looks like a live action chew toy gets it. So this was her lucky day. Who doesn’t like free, easy to catch food? I mean that’s like trout jumping on to your plate, already fried up nice crispy

Little dogs might not put up much of a fight but they can make one hell of a racket. And it was the rat dogs lucky day because I got it away from my most beloved in time for it to escape any major harm but not before the fat fuck and it’s faggy son came puffing up to see what’s going on. They had a fat Labrador in tow.

Any rate the faggy son tried to give me the hard stare while the fat fuck freaked out about an aggressive dog and what ever else he was trying to say. Hard to pay much attention to the wailing of women but I told him to shut the fuck up and keep his pussy dog on a leash. To which he said something about wanting to see my Lady Pit take on his fat Lab. I told him no you don’t, she’d kill that dog as easy as the rat

Any rate he ramped up the histryrcs while I laughed and walked away, but I caught him saying something like “so the strong do what they want to the weak? Is that the world you want to live in?” Stupid fucking posturing, trying to save face with the faggot in training with him

So I went from chuckling to LOL’ing. That is the world we live in, but it’s a hidden world fat fucks who can afford to rent a house on the lake just for the Christmas break don’t regularly see 1st hand

The Red Pill lesson in this is…… Men need to understand reality, the truth of every situation. It goes way beyond alpha fucks/ beta bucks.

The Ton klan has been growing fat on venison.  I got a late start on the season but have been on a deer killing roll. Including dropping 2 does in about 5 seconds.

Why do we eat meat? Because humans are stronger ie smarter then anything else on the food chain. Hell the reason you can pull an apple off a tree is because we are superior to apple trees

That’s the world we live in. Goldman Sachs can do what they want because their money buys them the government. For some reason, soft little fat fucks are all about shit like that, but not when they are on the wrong side of the equation

World leaders are changing their mojo because Trump has the will to match the actual strength left in America, where our past presidents have not.

Fat fucks get to be fat fucks who say dumb shit because better men are the strong doing what they want to the weak. Cops keep the hood in the hood, because they are stronger ie better trained better organized, mostly united on the same mission. The military does the same sort of thing on the international level …. that’s the point in having a government. Mostly

The West, as we know it right now is doomed. To many fat fucks who don’t understand how the world works. The fucked up thing is how we got here. A cadre on non fat fucks established the greatest collection of laws, government and culture, protecting the weak so the weak could thrive. We’ve been so good at protecting the weak breed like rabbits now get to drive the train because of retarded commitment to democracy

The curse of Western Civilization has been our success.

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Ladies Love Outlaws”

Bessie was a lovely child from west Tennessee
Leroy was an outlaw wild as a mink
One day she saw him starin’ and it chilled her to the bone
And she knew she had to see that look on a child of her own.

‘Cause ladies love outlaws like babies love stray dogs
Ladies touch babies like a banker touches gold
And outlaws touch the ladies
Somewhere deep down in their soul.

Linda was a lady blonde and built to last
Benny was a no good guitar picker runnin’ from his past
She heard all of his songs tellin’ nothin’ but bad news
But she made her mind up to try to get him win or lose.

Ladies love outlaws like babies love stray dogs
Ladies touch babies like a banker touches gold
And outlaws touch the ladies
Somewhere deep down in their soul.

Jessi like the Cadillacs and diamonds on her hands
Waymore had a reputation as a ladie’s man
Late one night a light of love finally gave a sign
Jessi parked her Cadillac and took her place in line.

‘Cause ladies love outlaws like babies love stray dogs
Ladies touch babies like a banker touches gold
And outlaws touch the ladies
Somewhere deep down in their soul.

Ladies love outlaws like babies love stray dogs
Ladies touch babies like a banker touches gold
And outlaws touch the ladies
Somewhere deep down in their soul…