"A sense of humor is just common sense, dancing. Those who lack humor are without judgment and should be trusted with nothing." - Clive James
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GreekTweeterV2 retweeted
As a growth/value investor, I’d advise going long women here. The stock has never been lower. Sentiment couldn’t be more negative. Fundamentals are decent. Management is just catastrophically incompetent.
The board has been captured by HR. In fact, the entire enterprise is now just one big HR department. Classic corporate governance failure.
Thesis:
Women are a blue-chip consumer staple with highly inelastic demand. A once-great civilizational institution now being run like a nonprofit arts collective with a $90 billion DEI budget.
They abandoned the flagship business (being fertile cutie pies) into a low-margin, high-overhead product nobody wants (girlboss therapy sluts with fake email jobs) that mostly complains; spends all discretionary income on “boba tea” and “Sephora”; sends emails about emails and has meetings about meetings; and reallocates R&D into astrology, squiggly tattoos, SSRIs, and industrial-scale grievance production.
They have an insurmountable competitive moat on ass and smelling nice, coupled with a very horny customer base that’s remained buyers for millennia. Even at peak dysfunction, demand has barely budged.
Men have tried diversifying out of this asset class (video games, MMA, crypto, philosophy) to no avail. Every potential disruptor (AI gf’s, anime body pillows, sex robots, “Nietzsche”) has failed to find product-market fit.
A quintessential distressed-asset play. A disciplined operator (a husband) takes the company private (makes her delete Instagram), cuts non-core operations (having “political opinions”), and refocuses on the core product (being a darling kitten). Reinstate the affection dividend (lots of sex) and they can return to aggressive organic growth (being pregnant).
Expect a sassy proxy battle with the incumbent board (her group chat), outside counsel (her therapist), and entrenched institutional stakeholders (women with made-up master's degrees) to fight the deal.
However a hostile takeover from an activist PE firm or small military junta can easily turn this around: liquidate the fake-email-job division, discontinue the 67,835 ongoing self-discovery initiatives, and redirect capital back toward the company's historically profitable core business: being sweet ladies.
The plump assets are still there. The brand is iconic. The customer base is hopelessly loyal. We just need to get the business back to generating positive cash flow (litters of children) again.
Enormous upside potential. Generational buying opportunity.
I’m long $HOE
Why are you — a celestial woman with perky soul, voluptuous aura, and angelic circadian grace positively fragrant with sacred geometry — working on “computer” taking “Zoom call” at a “desk” for an “employer” scheduling “deliverables” dragging PDF into “folder”?
When you could be baking something that smells of love while radiating sanctified tenderness as God intended.
GreekTweeterV2 retweeted
My students at Hogwarts had only the vaguest notion of who pays for wizarding services. For them, it was like a magical piggy bank that never goes empty. One Slytherin girl was exhorting the class on the need for more Ministry of Magic jobs and I kept trying to explain that people, real live people, are taxed for the money to pay for those salaries. “Yeah, it come from muggles,” she finally said. “They stingy anyway.”
“Many wizards work in those two shopping alleys in London and you would also be taking away from your own people,” I said.
She had an answer to that: “Dey half-blood.” The class agreed. I let the subject drop.
GreekTweeterV2 retweeted
Women’s reactions to this are completely unsurprising after the Cornell thing
They are not simply “equal” they are some special other thing that is super equal
GreekTweeterV2 retweeted
>green star
>constellation Draco
Confirming once again that Malfoid has the Mandate of Heaven.
"Oh dear."
"Err... what is it Luna?"
"According to this article, Goblins and Jews share a common ancestor... something to do with Haplogroups..."
"Luna, doesn't your father write all those articles? Is a haplogroup a creature?"
"I didn't know Potter was a Jewish name, Harry."
GreekTweeterV2 retweeted
>get in line at Costco
>abandoned cart ahead of me, no idea who
>checker tells me to just start loading up belt
>halfway through
>headscarf woman comes back to abandoned cart, upset I “cut in line”
>checker has to tell her she can’t do that
>indignant
Triple the ICE budget
GreekTweeterV2 retweeted
It becomes overwhelming at a certain point. It becomes unbearable. In 1972 this was mine, by law, when I was 16 years old. All I had to do was work at a diner for one summer. And she’d love me. She’d love me forever. And orgasm from penetration. Because she didn’t have a 60k rpm solfeggio sequence vibrator for her clitoris (fake organ never proved). Because she trusted me. And now today it’s not even a hypothetical. This woman might as well be in a parallel universe. Im invisible to her. I was denied her uterus at birth. It was made illegal for me to pursue her and illegal for her to sex me. Obama left his fingerprints on her womb and my vas deferans. Her ant-sized woman “brain” was soaked, like a sponge, in 19 (she better not be a day older) years of talmudic-muslim-faggotcommunist propaganda to the point where she would only feel permitted to have sex with a mulatto 39 year old crypto rugger who socially signals as a communist bottom but also he has a fifteen million dollar net worth (my tax dollars gifted to him by John Thune (who is not a human being and therefore no action taken toward him is illegal or immoral)) it’s just insane I’m going to go insane. Anyways no I’m not using the app today I’ll just take 2 Big Macs and a 20 piece. Why do you even ask. No meal. I don’t want the soda I don’t know when you’ve last cleaned the soda stream. It could be oxidized. Calcified. The Haitian drive through headphone operator cashier Sumerian sacrifice candidate (third gen; cannot read or write, cannot extrapolate the passage of time) looks at me in total confusion. “Is you paying cash or card?” I leave the drive thru empty handed and speed back to my parents house. Maybe when I’m thirty they’ll let me date my hot cousin
"why is my wife sick of using me as a dildo for sterile sex?"
Unless your cock is 8x6 you can't do this. If she wanted to ride a dildo she would go buy one better than you. This story doesn't even sound like "having sex", it sounds like two people masturbating - badly at that
GreekTweeterV2 retweeted
Back in 2022/2023, I was full time in real estate selling DH Horton concrete prisons to the normiecattle. If you called Zillow in PHX on a house in my zip code, there was a high likelihood I would get to flirt with your wife behind your back that friday touring a house.
Back in 2022 (even during 120° summer) I would receive HUNDREDS of phone calls a week. About 20% losers without money. Almost half were illegals who sometimes showed up to a showing smelling like a rat covered in shit and thought you could buy a house with a VISA. But some of those were solid leads—people who are stupid enough to think $3500 /month for a toasty gray floor whitewash shitbox in a sand-colored favela was somehow going to improve their life. Those watery-eyed Disney Adults who would flop out of a Honda Odyssey with a useless Rocket Mortgage pre-approval gripped tightly in their grimy paws. On average during off season I probably did about 15 house showing appointments a week.
I had my fun, made some money along the way, and got out of the industry. But I get calls every now and again from former clients and colleagues. Usually shooting the shit. Just had one call me earlier this evening asking what I think about selling his house I bought him (VA loan, great floor plan, very affordable). Military wants him to relocate so he's been on the market for 100+ days. Price cut down to the lowest in his area (300s). Open house every weekend. Nothing. He's panicking and asking me what to do.
I get a wild hair and text my old head-taker (MLO who won loan officer of the year twice in a row) to see what's shaking. Turns out he had to sell his boat last month and considering his house. He used to sling refis and HELOCs like a drug mule does fent on Indian School and the 17. Guy made close to a million a year 2020-2023. You wouldn't know it because he's a few bad more months before going broke.
I do not see a future where real estate doesn't crash. There's simply too many illiquid deranged boomers who are drunk on decades of cheap money, shitty margaritas and will either be forced into selling or die like a 3% interest rate pharoah. I worked with too many of them (I have hundreds of stories) of Deborahs and Chucks, Dales and Sues, Bobs and Jeanies who are do not understand that Zoomers cannot afford the lifestyle inflation nor want their decrepit upranches.
Remember; every day 10,000 boomers hit 65. Then 5500 die daily. Consider that real estate supply is already high, demand is already low and this is before a wave of Margaritaville Shitboxes hit the market at delusional prices. If Meemaw and Peepaw are calling the shots they are going to drag their feet until their heels turn to hamburger—even if nobody puts an offer in. That means buyers will wait longer and make them bleed because a $4800 a month payment at 7+% interest rate is not feasible for an Amazon Prime Ring Doorbell goyserf family. And if they get put in a house or croak the kids always want cash out. They'll price cut until they sell, which means tanking the whole neighborhood's value.
Enjoy the show 🍿
GreekTweeterV2 retweeted
this book hit young men so hard because you’re in middle school being forced to read the absolute worst most torturous irrelevant things imaginable for multiple years and then out of nowhere they hit you with 200 pages of “kid has to survive in the woods with an axe”
EXCLUSIVE: Netflix is developing a movie adaptation of "Hatchet," Gary Paulsen’s 1987 young adult survival novel.
• The film will be written and directed by Derek Cianfrance, best known for films such as “Blue Valentine” and “The Place Beyond the Pines.”
• Per the synopsis: “Hatchet” follows “13-year-old Brian Robeson, who is stranded alone in the Canadian wilderness after a plane crash with nothing but the hatchet his mother gave him.”
• Paulsen later expanded the story into a five-book series that included “The River” (1991), “Brian’s Winter” (1996), “Brian’s Return” (1999) and “Brian’s Hunt” (2003).
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GreekTweeterV2 retweeted
>I support the death penalty
"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you"
>Jesus supports the death penalty
"But what if you get sentenced to death??"
>If I ever commit a heinous enough crime, then I should be put down
"B-B-But-"
>Use a firing squad.
GreekTweeterV2 retweeted
Attention Goofy Retard:
I am surrounded by feralized blacks in the ramshackle favela that my squalorous binbox shithole apartment is located in. My rent is $4000 a month. Not sure what the deal is, but I don’t get it.
Step 1: The only activity I can afford to do is play video games.
Step 2: Hi Stella at Great Clips thanks for cutting my hair because I’m too retarded to have ever picked a better barber in my life (literally anyone) can you “get my lettuce right”
Step 3: Stella gave me the “Sad Faggot” taper and now I look like a Morrowind character. It’s time to look up tutorials on YouTube for how to brush my teeth and wipe my ass.
Step 4: After detailing my sick ass Scion xD I immediately get brake checked by a Mexican woman on the I-5 who has literally nobody in front of her. I get out to exchange information and she frowns at me and makes confused indifferent faces to gesticulate that she never has had insurance or even knows what that is.
Step 5: Sign up for a yoga class after reading Rape Tips on Twitter.
Step 6: Take the bus to the yoga class
Step 7: Get detained and arrested for saying hello to the woman with 5 tattoos next to me (Dirt Dog please help me, what’s an arraignment?)
Step 8: God rewinds the scenario and sets up a date for me just to keep the hypothetical going.
Step 9: Send 5 texts in a row and turn her messages into your fucking blog. It’s important women know that you’re thinking about them constantly, they definitely don’t get the ick from that and despise you for being a DATE guy.
Step 10: Tape two different bouquets of flowers together like a psychopath despite the fact that every grocery store on earth already has bouquets put together by florists. Give them to this withered hag who has mentally put you into the “free dinner” filing cabinet in her mind.
Step 11: Be an obsequious little marmot and fold your hands neatly while bending over backwards for this vapid gruel slurping peasant who has a body count exceeding that of a medieval prostitute.
Provided you paypig her you are highly likely to get yourself an opportunity for providing free dinner #2 and becoming the first on bench to warm her up for her sneaky links later.
Keep going until the eating pussy guide you studied on Reddit pays off and you find a mentally ill horse face girl on Hinge who’s got a nice vulnerable window of desperation. That’s when you know Israel will have at least 3 more corn fed homunculi to fight its wars in the future.
Chris Hatch’s life is complete living in middle American porridge town raising grain brain mutants with his ham hock barnyard heffer wife. He could be convinced by a radio ad to start drinking toilet water as a joke and if he were alive in Victorian England he would be swinging squirrels by their tails into wooden poles until they were more liquid than solid while local kids tossed apple cores at him and paid him shillings to swallow rocks.
If he was exposed to what the actual world is like for 24 hours, the only thing stopping him from sprinting headfirst into a concrete wall is the aneurysm robbing him of the opportunity. His golem existence will go unabated as he subsists off a diet of macaroni and chopped up hotdogs until one day the electricity stops working and then the plumbing stops too.
He will have absolutely zero skills or resources to protect himself or his family from roving bands of men who actively engage in the future version of “how to get dates with women” at gunpoint. Happy Hunting.
Attention Young Men:
I am surrounded by 20 year old girls in my life that are smart, capable, hard working and cute. Nobody is dating them. Not sure what the deal is, but I don’t get it.
Step 1: Stop playing video games
Step 2: Head to great clips and get that lettuce cleaned up
Step 3: Hit a shower (when dating hygiene is critical)
Step 4: Go clean your car
Step 5: Sign up for a yoga class
Step 6: Go to the yoga class
Step 7: Ask a cute for her phone number at yoga class (yes you can meet girls IRL and not just on the apps - 10/10 the Dirt Dog highly recommends)
Step 8: Follow up within 2 days with a phone call and ask them out for this coming weekend Friday or Saturday night.
Step 9: IMPORTANT - come up with a good game plane for date night. Get a dinner reservation, get an activity planned. Let them know in advance what you are doing so they can dress appropriately. I know you are gunna roll off the couch and head to date night, but they are not. They are going to stress about what to wear and call at least 6 different people on FaceTime to ask their opinion.
Step 10: I highly recommend you bring flowers to the door step. I’m not covering that you go to the doorstep, because if you don’t do that you have no hope here. Women want men to date them. You don’t need to break the bank on flowers. Head to Trader Joe’s. Grab 2 different kinds of flowers. If you don’t know what matches find the closest looking lady to your mom at TJ’s and ask her. Wrap the 2 flowers into 1 bouquet with paper. Bonus Points you can cut open a TJ bag and use that as the paper.
Step 11: Be a gentleman on the date. She isn’t there to hear your life story. Ask her about her. For every 1 question you answer, ask her 3. Open Doors, pay for the meal, be polite.
Provided you follow most of this guideline you are highly likely to get yourself an opportunity for date number 2.
Keep going until you find someone that you can’t imagine not being around all the time. That’s when you have found a good one for you.
My life is complete with my wife as my companion. I wish you the same fortune in life. Happy Hunting.
JD Vance accurate here and they hate him for it
"socialists" so called these days do not care about economic policy at all, and give no fucks about protecting workers, as shown by the fact that they are at all times rushing to degrade the power/leverage of American workers
GreekTweeterV2 retweeted
BREAKING: James “Talafreako” Talarico has died of AIDS in his home in Faggotville, TX. He is survived by his faggot family and faggot friends and faggot dog.
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GreekTweeterV2 retweeted
These little Student Reporter shitheads call me an "online commentator" rather than "journalist" because they think they're the guardians of Serious Journalism after they took a huckster lawyer's civil complaint at face value and named a bunch of guys as gang rapists
Her "endless compassion" which is in actuality nothing more than xenophilia is why this problem exists in the first place
She is helping raise and protect killers and rapists and murderers, shielding them from harm until they're strong enough to inflict serious harm of their own
I’m sure you have seen the video of the 6 year old who shot the teacher in Newport News.
The woman who is holding him and protecting him is exceptional. While this kid verbally abuses the officers and calls her a bi$ch - she holds him, she protects him. Even after what he did until the police finally escort the child away.
This is a tragic situation but the compassion this woman exhibited to this child is worth public accolade.
She was calm. The child was calm with her and followed her directions. She was so brave.
It’s easy to criticize public schools. But when you see someone like this keeping the officers calm, the child calm and herself calm all while providing helpful information - quite frankly - she deserves a medal.
Whoever you are - thank you for being an exceptional human being on such a tragic day.
