Original Video: rant video

What's going on with you is fellow YouTubeers? So I went for a bike ride yesterday night and I went to a friend's house and I had like two beers. I waited till the beer faded away before I rode home. I could have easily rode my bike home with just two beers in my system and been just fine. But I didn't feel like chancing it. No sense in getting a DUI on a bike, which you think isn't possible, but technically it is. I actually knew a guy who got a DUI on a bike and I can handle my shit pretty good for the most part but it doesn't mean I have to be irresponsible about it. I already made a video for Facebook earlier entitled video update for Facebook. I came home a little bit drunk the other night and I was in a pretty shitty mood. I think people might have misinterpreted the metaphor. Now when I said I want to die, that's a metaphor for I accept it. I can't change it. I don't know when it's going to happen. And quite frankly, I'm not wanted to die that was just a metaphor for me personally just accepting it is what it is you know you can't control it all you can't control it all you can do is make the best of the life you have now. So admittedly I've been a bit of a crap mood because 2019 has not started off the greatest for myself. My great-grandmother died. The trolls scared away the chick I wanted to. The chick I wanted to ask out. And then I find out the chick I wanted to ask out's getting married and she has a fiancé. You know? I mean, her son I won't get to go out with her, but just for the sake of her sake, at least I'm happy for her, you know. I'm glad she found somebody. And, personally speaking, between losing a girlfriend because of these trolls, and losing a potential girlfriend because of these trolls, right now I'm more focused on my wand business and making sure my career is established. losing a potential girlfriend because of these trolls. Right now I'm more focused on my wand business and making sure my career is established. If the goth chick of my dreams is meant to happen, it'll happen when I least expect it. And, you know, through my depression, I've come to the sudden realization and I'm tired of letting something I can't get very often have that much control over me that's stupid and I feel like an ass. But I'm only human, so… Yeah. Because when I stop and examine why I'm single, I mean, maybe sometimes I'm an asshole, or maybe it's because of my autism, or maybe it's because I don't make enough money. That could be like the only three reasons. Because I look at all the good factors and the good qualities I have to offer women. I look at all the good qualities I have to offer women as a potential boyfriend. And I still can't figure out how I'm single. In fact, just the other day, my ex-girlfriend Summer said to a co-worker that, and I quote, I wish I wouldn't have broke up with him. And I'm like, well, it took you a couple of shitty boyfriends to figure that out, but okay. Now I'm not here to dog on summer, she's a sweet girl, and I'm glad she's still willing to be my friend. You know, but I'm just saying I would have had more reason to break up with her than she did me. If she thought the trolls were being mean to her they were being equally as mean if not worse to me because I'm dating an older chick with short hair. Ooh. Ooh. Ooh. I tend to think these trolls, when they try as hard as they can, to ruin potential girlfriends or scare off girlfriends than I have. It makes me think they're jealous that despite my autism, I get more pussy than they do and it triggers them. It triggers them so. So instead of spending time trying to find themselves a girlfriend, they waste their pathetic miserable lives, bullying me because I can get more pussy than they can. And quite frankly, I feel sorry for them. And even crushing on that girl for a brief period before it came to an end with my troll scaring her off and her getting a fiancé. I'm not mad at her or her fiancé. I wish them nothing but the best. I'm more concerned with these people who follow me on social media. And the thing if it is is these trolls never quit. You know, they want me to break and kill myself. They want me to give up on life and stop being myself. And the second I do some stupid shit like that, they've won. You know, I've seen too many people on social media commit suicide because their bullies push them to that point. And it breaks my heart every time I read the story or see the news and the videos. These lives are just snuffed out because people got to be assholes and push people to their breaking point. I don't mean to be so loud this early in the morning, but you know as somebody who struggles with suicidal depression from time to time, you know, what helps me get better is just knowing that I got too many people that care about me. And that's precisely the point I made in that rather depressing drunken video I made on Facebook live the other night. It doesn't matter how depressed I get, it's not worth making someone else that much more depressed. And you know when I found out that she has a fiancé, it hit me the sudden realization of you're never going to date her it's never going to fucking happen you had a shot with her and these trolls fucked it up and the only thing that makes me a bigger person is just knowing that if these trolls even if it was my biggest hater if it was my biggest bully on YouTube or Facebook or whatever, and they had a girl they were sweet on, I wouldn't try to stop it. Unless the girl is underage, and I'd say something like, hey, you sick, what the fuck, what the fuck, you know what I'm saying? But like, that's just it. As somebody who struggles with the dating scene, why would I want to make it that much more difficult for someone else? You know, that kind of would make me a huge, a huge jerk if I did that. So even though I see girls I like, that I would love to date, it's never going to happen. love to date it's never going to happen. You know these are what's known as fantasy girls and we all have them whether you're a chick or a dude members of the opposite sex that are just so attractive and you want to date them but you can't because they're unobtainable. and they can be unobtainable for a number of reasons. And sometimes it's not just because they're taken. Unfortunately, social class has a big thing to do with it. In reality, social class does not matter if the two people are of age and in love, who who the fuck cares? If one person is rich or the other person is poor, or if one person is Republican, the other person is Democrat, who gives a shit? One person is black, the other person is white. Who gives a shit? You know? But apparently to some people that kind of thing matters, and it's stupid. is I pay attention to chicks here in town who notice me. In fact, this is too perfect. On the way to my friend's house, I stop by conical to get a pack of southern cuts, and cute-ass seniorita working behind the counter, and Smooth Santa starts playing on the radio. You know the song I'm talking about. Give me a yo-huh, make it real, I'll forget about it. And me being the sexy bad boy singer that I am, I couldn't resist. The opportunity was Golden Cobra by limp Biscuits. I started getting into the music and sing them along with it and just approached the counter like, I don't give a fuck, I'm here for a pack of smoke, what's up, what's good? She got a blast of my pheromone soap, I tasted my sexy singing voice, and my don't give a shit attitude. That's all it took. As soon as I walked out the door, she was like, Damn, that got-through to sexy, I totally date him. Fucking pack my smokes, fucking, hopped on my chopper bike, it took off, fucking lit one, took off, watch out. I can focus on the slots who reject me and call me names and treat me like shit. Or I could focus on the chicks who treat me with respect and who let me down gently to the very least or to the very most focus on the chicks who check me out. You know, that's what's all about on the dating scene. If you're trying to attract a member of the opposite sex, it's easier to focus on people you have more stuff in common with. that those kinds of chicks do exist. They're a rarity but they do exist. And I suppose it's like waiting for a wand to dry. Good things take time and you can't rush a good thing. You know, that's just the thing of it. Sometimes I feel like an ass for losing my temper, getting overly emotional, getting depressed, and bitching about things that really just aren't worth complaining about. There's starving kids in Africa and you're pissed because you haven't had your dick touched by some pussy in a couple of months. Boo-hoo. You know, like, I feel like shit for complaining about it. But that's a natural, at the same time, that's a natural human instinct. When humans get lonely, they complain about it. That's just, you know. And one of the points I've made is I often feel guilty about craving female companionship because of the way men treat women. And that's just how much I respect women. And that's the thing of it is I can't feel guilty for that because I have no control how other men treat women. I only have control how I treat them. And I don't care if I really do not give a shit. If you were a dude or a chick, if you're disrespectful to me, I wouldn't be disrespectful to you. I can't be one way or the other because that would be considered sexist. And most girls would be like, well that's just too honest. Well, it's they expect me to kiss your ass when you treat me like shit. But we would induce treat me like shit, treat them like shit, no, that's not how it works. And do you think I like being mean to people, particularly girls? No, I don't like being mean to people, particularly being mean to girls. I don't like it. But when they come up to me and start being rude to me, I'm likely to be rude right back. And any chick who hates some other chick knows exactly what I'm talking about. Ladies, back me up on this. Some chicks being a total bitch to you, what do you want to bite her fucking head off? You want to be as rude as fuck right back to her right yeah I reject me because I'm like, dude, my fans would worship you like a queen. I would treat you like a goddess. Maybe I don't have that oil field money, but you know, I do what I can. living. I'm like, you can talk all the shit you want, dude. I love to make wands, it's a stress reliever, and I found a way to make money doing it. So at this point, you're just jealous. All these chicks that rejected me in in high school, all the chicks that reject me now, I'm like, forget about them. Ain't worth my time. Ain't worth my time. Marlborough, next. You know, although getting rejected by that chick I wanted to ask out, sucked, what made it bearable was the fact that she was very polite about it and as nice as she could be about it. The fact that she said, I would date him if I could, you know what I'm saying? That in itself is a confidence booster and that's what I have to keep in mind. Is when the chick you want to ask out says no but I wish I could date him. That's all you can do is take it with a great assault. could date him, that's all you can do is take it with a great assault. I mean there are plenty of hot chicks in Casper who are singles so… It's not like I want to be sitting here jacking off the rest of my life. Which if that if that's where it came to all puns aside it could be worse at least I have hands silver lining right? Oh So maybe you're pissed off because you haven't had Pussy in a while and you've been stuck jacking it. I know the struggle, but it could be worse, at least you have hands to jacket with. Could you imagine having the ears to masturbate and then you have no hands to do it with? Oh, dude, that would suck and suck. So hard, dude. That's when you're looking at life going really you sick bastard pardon my French butt damn I would that what suck so hard dude. Like on top of not getting laid, now you can't even jack it because you got no hands. Oh dude, that would suck. And if people like that are able to put one paling on at a time and saying, you know what, it is what it is. I'm not going to let it bum me out. Then, maybe we shouldn't take our shortcomings for granted, because sometimes our struggles would make us stronger as people. I do a Facebook live video too, and all my fans know it, like, hey, what's up, you know? I don't think I'll have to, but I kind of feel like, yeah, I'll still appreciate seeing me alive either way. You know, in fact, I did a video about this kind of thing a couple weeks back when a very popular female you-tiver committed suicide because she was bullied by some anti-hunting activists. And when I read that story, you could just, it triggered the feminist and the sign of me, and it made me sad. Like the only reason they picked on her is because she wasn't your typical stereotype female. She was pretty and she loved to go outdoors and get money and that triggered a lot of people. Jealous females alike. And, you know, for her female empowerment was taking her wiremine her out and going bird hunting, you know, enjoying the great outdoors, catching the sun as it rises over the horizon. But… And just because a couple of guys think that girls like that are attractive, doesn't mean that as a woman you won't find somebody. I guess so this is another example of women comparing themselves to other women. Oh, she's pretty and she likes to go hunting and play with the boys and get her truck dirty. I can't compete with that. Well. Oh. Holy shit! I mean, it's so painfully obvious, I can't believe I'm actually saying it, but there you go. I give it another day or two and those last four or one should be done drying. They're dry enough, I could take them off the workbench and sit them by the window for those last couple of spots a podge to dry and the copper wire underneath the leather looks really cool. I might do that again for another batch because that's a nice look. It keeps the pronic fresh. Now all of a sudden people who bon a wand that had one with just copper or one with just leather, all of a sudden they're going to be like, hey, now he's doing both at the same time. I got those looking for your sympathy. You know, if anything, just hear me out for a second. Like, I don't know why my trolls have to bully chicks that I've associated with in the past, because they know I struggle with women socially because of my assburger's and they think, oh he lives in a small town, let's make it more difficult. What fun. But as I've said, it comes off as peer jealousy. Because I didn't even have to have sex with that chick a conico to make a good impression So the first impression was I'd fuck him I didn't even have to try. I just used my natural charm and my gift with music Which brings me to my next point. A true ladies man will be able to make a connection with women without even touching them. Physically, of course. You don't have to have sex with a woman to make a strong connection. It could be a friendship, a bond, over something like you both like dogs. You know, something that simple. Or you're both into the same kind of music, you know. This is something that men need to realize is that if you're going to establish a strong connection with a woman, get to know her before you have sex with her, and make sure you have her permission first. You make for damn sure you have her permission first. And if she says no at the last minute, right before you're about to enter, I don't care. She changed your mind, no. And I can hear a lot of guys saying, well that's not fair, she's being a cocktease block. Fuck you. Okay, put yourself in her shoes for a second. What if you decided to experiment with your sexuality in at the last minute, right before he sticks in your ass? You decide, no, I'm against it. I decided not to. And what if he decides to just shove it in there anyway? How would you feel? You'd feel violated wouldn't, yeah, exactly. So, yeah. A lot of people are uncomfortable with homosexuality, so… I think that's a valid fair point to make when putting yourself in the woman's perspective. So, I don't care if she says no at the last moment. If she says no, hot and bothered, so go in the bathroom and jack off and then leave. Go into the bathroom, rub one out in some toilet paper, flush it in the toilet, like, hey sorry, you didn't feel comfortable with me, maybe next time, if you want to heck up. It doesn't have to be about that. You know, if you want to go out on another date, you know where to jangle me at. Yeah. All they think of is, oh I'm getting my dick wet. You're getting, I got a cup of water, watch this. Huh. Why the hell did you dump water into your lap? So I can say I got my dick wet. And all seriousness though, oh fucking hell that's cold, and all seriousness though, they don't think of it as getting something shoved deep inside of them. All they think about is, how I'm gonna stick my digging something, hey hey hey hey. Yeah. That right there is just me laughing at my dry spell hysterically. Like making jokes about it rather than being depressed about it. You know. Another rat video of YouTube I suppose. Anyways. Anyways. Anyways, Tubes. Anyways, Tubes. Anyways, Tubes…..