Working on a ranch is a lot of hard work, long days, and manual labor. Lucas would never. He can't even be bothered to bathe and put on a shirt. He is the laziest person I've ever seen.
Unfortunately we all have stories like this. The first time something like this happened to me I was 12. FUCKING TWELVE. A grown ass man followed me in his car. There's a reason I carry pepper spray. All women should. (How funny would it be if Lucas got pepper sprayed?)
Seriously. I've seen 2-year-olds with better table manners. It's like he does everything possible to repel women.
Yeah, same. I was 14 when I went to the washroom in a family restaurant with a group of female friends, and when we walked back out and past the bar this fat middle aged man turned around, looked us up and down and said “mmmmmm JAILBAIT” in the creepiest way possible.
To children. Nobody said anything at this crowded restaurant full of families. Not the men sitting next to him, not the male bartender standing right in front of him. They just all pretended it didn’t happen, as we walked quickly away while he turned and leered at us the whole time.
And I wish I could say that at 14, that was my earliest experience of creepy men catcalling or following me, but sadly it was not. I have police-grade mace and I don’t care if it’s illegal. Arrest me AFTER I’m done not getting raped by the man lying on the ground screaming.
Also for those saying “I wish Lucas WAS at a party surrounded by gen z women, it would be hilarious,” he HAS been. He’s been at pubs and dance clubs multiple times before, finally being banned for filming the women and then posting online about how he used the footage to wank at home.
Every club he went to, he sat in a dark corner at a table by himself and nursed a whiskey all night alone, waiting for women to come up and talk to him, by his
own admission.
What Lucas really wants is a club full of nothing but young women, no men at all, because even the mere presence of other males is enough to “cockblock” him, even from across the room. The women will be “thinking about that flatbill” while Lucas is working up the nerve to speak to the women, therefore rendering the whole effort pointless.
Even men being in the room, or just
outside the club is enough to throw Big Player Lucas off his mojo and ruin his chances at “puss-puss.” The moment women remember that other men exist, Lucas is a goner.
Lucas not only wants to shoot fish in a barrel, he wants the water taken out and the entire barrel filled to the brim with dead fish which have already kindly shot themselves FOR Lucas, and he just stands there with the gun looking like a winner.
He basically admits the only way he’ll ever get laid is if he is quite literally the last man on Earth, and even then the ladies would just resort to lesbianism or vibrators rather than touch him. Lucas seems to forget that his penis is the size of a slightly stretched out golf ball and totally inadequate for even fully
entering a woman, so she has no reason to fuck him. Oh, he wants to shove his arm inside her “to compensate”? Assuming she’s one of the rare women who actually enjoy such a horrific idea, she can get another woman to do that and forego having to douche arm hair, fingernail dirt and MSRA out of her fucking vagina.
Lucas’ teeny tiny penis renders him totally pointless from a sex standpoint. The very cheapest China-made pocket rocket vibrators are bigger than him and they don’t come with diseases and 300 lbs of fat insecure violent schizo attached.
