Because only on a forum where most of the members have never touched a woman in their lives, marrying an obese foreign girl so she can escape her overcontrolling parents is seen as a victory.
Srsly? She's 5'6 and 150lbs. I'd call her slightly chubby maybe. You have no concept of perspective if you'd call her obese.
And she probably doesn't put out, either. Otherwise he wouldn't have 10,000 posts on a Loveshy forum and post dick pics on other forums under the same name,
Even if not getting laid led to that happening, I had 10,000 posts and had posted those pics before I even met her, so...
Anyway, she's pretty willing to put out. She's hornier than me most of the time even. I'm currently trying to get her to stop groping my dick in public. At least she's subtle about it.
then go on a secret undercover mission in the land of Kiwi's to prove how much of a cool dude he is to his virgin buddies. Whatever it is he's doing, things probably still aren't working out the way he wants them too, or else he would greatly diminish his online activity.
Saney has already said the "mole" thing was an error. I temporarily developed a modicum of respect since he could recognise and admit a mistake, but I'd say all the childish ratings and stuff has removed it since.
Fonduman is not a happy man. Happy men don't weigh 400 pounds, or join forums to discuss their defective dicks.
280lbs. I know I'm fat. Why are you guys on such a crusade against fat people? You have issues.
Anyway, no one is "happy" continually. Happiness is something that creeps up on you in quiet moments. You might be doing something, or lost in thought, then you suddenly remember what you have, and you feel happy. Not something that's just constantly there.
But I'm content. I'm quite proud of myself actually. I realised halfway through the Physics degree that academia is a terrible career choice. Competitive, high pressure, mediocre pay, vulnerable to funding fluctuations. I was also a lonely virgin, and claustrophobic living in my mum's house. Well, I was moved out during university, but it was temporary. I had a list of things I wanted: A girl, a well paying job I liked, my own place, a car. I had worked in a restaurant as a kind of waiter for 3 years part time previously, and I was terrified of ending up there permanently. I hated that place. The notion of a good job in my position and the economy at the time was far off. Just finding a job I really liked was far off, never mind getting it. And a girl was even further, because I couldn't actively pursue one.
Then in a few years, through my own effort, I've gotten everything I wanted.
If anything, I'm now lacking goals, because I succeeded in all my previous ones. But as people here have seen probably, I've made buying a house my next goal, and becoming an expert at my job. Although my supervisor is already impressed with me, he says in reviews. But that just means I'm good for my experience. I'd like to be good in an absolute sense, rather than simply relative to my position.
I used to want to lose weight, but when I raise the idea my gf says she doesn't want me losing too much because she likes me cuddly, so I'm not sure. Maybe a bit. It's not high on my priorities.
I think it's probably the people here who are unhappy. There's something in all this that suggests you're all trying to distract yourselves. There's maybe some elements of the dysfunctionality of these lolcows that you resonate with, that mirrors a part of yourself, and you attack it because you hate part of yourself. Why do you think you have to try and twist everything to suit this hate? Dating a girl online is suddenly a foreign order bride. A chubby girl is obese. She must not be putting out. She must just be escaping her parents. All these incel/LS stereotypes. It's amazing lengths to go through to try and maintain a worldview. This need to deride and hate must originate in your life somewhere.