Manosphere Marijan Šiklić (ThatIncelBlogger) 2: The Revenge

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If scientific publication after 1960 is so worthless, why did you lie about having a history degree? You don't know this but methodology and analysis of secondary sources is super important.
 
Just my stories alone show a lot of women doing sick things all the time.
Stories. That's all they are.

I'd be glad to help you, if not for two things:

1] You, Saint, & others making false claims telling me I should stay in "your thread" (does not exist), that I should've just asked Null to remove things (did that & it didn't work) & that I contributed things to the other page (if that were the case it'd have mostly facts on it), etc.

2] The fact you need several kinds of help I am unable to provide, & regardless, I see no reason (let alone need) to help you if I could.
Just go to your thread, Jesus Christ. It does exist. It's right here. https://kiwifarms.net/threads/tjchurch.4234/ you literally posted in it today even.

And they aren't "false claims". No one's claiming shit with you.
Claim: an assertion of the truth of something, typically one that is disputed or in doubt.
Claim: state or assert that something is the case, typically without providing evidence or proof.

Everyone's telling you to get back in your own thread so you stop shitposting in other threads. You literally turn any thread not about you into one that is about you. You're a shitstorm.

Just like Holden, you are unable to help anyone. I bet even old people would refuse your help to cross the street.
 
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Hey, @Holden, since @Cowlick wouldn't write you a story, I decided to write one for you. I think you'll like it. :tomgirl:

Marijan Šiklić awoke to find himself laying on the cold, concrete floor of what appeared to be some sort of basement. He tried to stand, but even sitting up made his head spin. He looked around, trying to gain his bearings. The last he remembered, he had been in his hometown of Zagreb, on one of his "hunts" - wandering the alleyways without any pants on, in the hopes that he might run dick-first into a woman. He wondered if he had been caught by the police for the insane charge of being an incel, but his pants were still missing, and he had a feeling that the police would have done something to fix that. Slowly, his eyes began to adjust to the darkness, and he could make out what appeared to be stairs leading up from where he being held.

Suddenly, a door at the top of the stairs opened. For a brief moment, light leaked through the opening, but then it was replaced by a massive figure that seemed to Marijan to be nothing more or less than a giant, animated mound of flesh. A light was flicked on at the top of the stairs, and he realized that is was a woman, one so fat she could barely be considered human. Despite himself, Marijan's groin, desperate for relief after days without any activity, twitched to attention. Sure, she was unattractive, but she was still female, and therefore it would surely be a trivial matter for him to rape and murder her.

Unaware of these plans, the woman made her way down the stairs, creaking under her weight. "Hey, Tammy, gitcher ass down here!" she yelled. "He's waking up."

Another woman appeared at the top of the stairs, and Marijan couldn't resist a gasp. This one was, if it was possible, even fatter than the first. Her forehead was so enlarged, it bulged over her eyes. "I'm comin', Amy," she replied, her voice little more than a grunt. Marijan froze. He could surely defeat any normal woman... but each of these alone weighed three times as much as his meth-wracked frame.

"He ain't much to look at," the first woman remarked, "but he seems like he's got some spunk to him." She snickered.

The second woman laughed as well, her sniggers quickly turning into wheezes. The steps bowed underneath her feet. "I like a man with some spunk to him. Betcha he'll put up a fight."

The first one had finished descending the stairs. She paused for a moment, holding the bannister as she struggled to catch her breath. "Not for long, he won't."
 
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Ahahahahaha. This is like saying "If vehicles usually have wheels why do you claim you live in Congo?"

I understand why it might look that way to a subnormal failure such as yourself, who doesn't know anything about the things he lies about having.
 
Yes. Something that would cover what was actually falsely claimed (about ALL INFO) would do.

Read my prior post. You claimed a person would have to be a fool to read any scientific book written after 1960. Not some, any. I know your grasp of English is bad, but any when used as a determiner means:

1. At least one; of at least one kind; one at all. Ex. Do you have any common sense? - Not applicable due to your sentence structure.
2. No matter what kind. Ex. Pick any lolcow to help your quest to destroy Null.

Get it now?
 
Read my prior post. You claimed a person would have to be a fool to read any scientific book written after 1960. Not some, any.
Yes, but Saint was claiming something else. Also, I did later clarify that this obviously wouldn't apply to books on things that would have no political bearing, like electronics.
 
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You are right in a sense that Cowlick is a fucking idiot. I am done trying to reason with him.

Oh God Holden made a post I can agree with. I told myself to stop lurking this thread or this would happen.

I'm going to have to passive aggressively go through at least 50 former posts of his now and rate them negatively to get the taste out of my mouth.
 
So they're not true? Hey, maybe I'm actually a Nepalese housewife. How low can you sunk into crazy?
Correct

All your stories are extremely warped versions of what happened. We've already seen how many liberties you take with your stories Holden, you can't fool us.
 
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