FR: My First Hour at The Red Pill

Summary/tl;dr: found this sub an hour ago after mom finally gave me the wi-fi password (whitezinlover78) read the sidebar and have been lifting for twenty minutes. Mrs. Halso from next door waved at me when she was at her mailbox – I think she saw my guns pop and got The Tingles; asked an HB1,000,000 out on a date and we are actually having sex right now

Body: I am a 28 year old theoretical millionaire. I am a mobile sustenance professional (pizza deliverer) I have a very square jaw and ice-blue eyes that I would describe as “Machiavellian” (though I’m not actually sure who this mock guy is – I’ve looked on YouTube but can’t seem to find any of his stuff). Anyway, I read side-bar and realized that despite my alpha looks, I’m actually a pathetic, beta cuckroach. I learned the True Nature of females. I now know they will divorce-rape me after I have been spermjacked. I also learned that the only thing that matters in life is fucking and fucking people over.

I started cold-approaching women. The mail-lady has a great sense of humor for a female – she said she was going to call the cops if I didn’t stop following her. I think the fact that she’s joking around with me is a good sign. I’ll probably fuck her tomorrow when she delivers the latest issue of “Waifu Weekly”. My sister’s best friend came over this morning. She’s very close to The Wall (she’s almost seventeen) but she’s still about an HB6. I looked her dead in the eye and told her to make me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. And she agreed to do it! Just like that! She said, “yeah, I’ll get right on it.” Then she rolled her eyes (I must have given her an orgasm). But, my stupid sister ruined everything – told my mom that I was being “weird”. Typical female. Because I’m not Chad Thundercock, I guess I’m a “creep”, I “make everyone uncomfortable”. Mom told me to go outside and “get some fresh air” (it’s been about a month since I’ve left the basement). I decided to go over to where all the sluts hang out – the playground.

There is this HB1,000,000 that lives in the next cul-de-sac over from me. She was sitting on the merry-go-round. I walked right up to her, said “You. Me. Bump uglies. Now.” Then I picked her up (females love that) and carried her back to my house.

We did the sex. It was very nice. She came about 47 times. . . wait – 48 times (she just had another orgasm).

What I learned:

The Red Pill is truly the philosophy of Our Time. My life has improved MASSIVELY in the past hour. Thank you, Red Pill!