Dedicated to exposing all the women who complain about wanting a "good man", to show women's poor dating behavior and unreasonable standards while offering little to no value themselves.
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--This is the TRP.red tribe for WAATGM. It functions similar to that social media platform with the bird icon on it just without the character limitations. This is where you can drop a simple thought, concept, or question on the community for discussion.
--If you arrived here from the Socialist matrix of fascist censorship known as Reddit, then this site will look a little different, because it is. The WhereAreAllTheGoodMen forum is the site that works similar to the original sub in Reddit. There you may post women's dating profiles and comment on them, just like in the original sub-reddit.
--For those that are new to WAATGM or those that would like to refresh their memories of a particular post, many of the original reddit posts have been archived for safekeeping and may be found here. You may also find the archive link at the bottom of the side bar (on the right ----------->).
--Be sure to check out our baby forum WhereAllTheGoodMenAre. Just like the original, this is where you can submit and comment on essays which addresses the "Where are all the good men?" phenomenon. Personal stories, theories, venting, and even how awesome life is as a MGTOW are all welcomed, but ultimately it is a place to share your male perspective as to why women can't find a "good man", or why good men are avoiding commitment.Read More
bruh. The thirst is real as fuck out here.
So I know a single mom. When I first met her I actually said "ma'am, I'm gonna be honest. You're a walking red flag. I'll be cool to you but this isn't happening."
In fairness, I was in my cups and she interrupted my cigar time. I wasn't pleased. I ended up getting her number at the end of the night, because I could always use on-call pussy.
About a week later, I was horny on a Tuesday and I decided to make use of the number.
After the bedroom ballet (and this is my point), she said some stupid shit like "I'm going to keep you" I just chuckled at her and said "if that's what you think."
Indeed, but at some point every man begins to realize 'water, water everywhere, but not a drop to drink.'Read More