I found this interesting image:
These are the unironic minimal standards that toiletcels maintain, they can get casual with Chad's
, they just refuse to do so because they know that it would fuck up their ability to pair bond. The existence of toiletcels and how many of our memes they share with us actually convinces me that it's a bad idea to tell your toilet friends about Blackpill ideas, because that would only cause them to raise their standards.
My image of a typical toiletcel is a Sub-5 toilet that feels entitled to the Chaddest Chad that ever Chads, yet still wants him to somehow be a virgin, devote all of his life and love to her, provide all of his resources to him, be "tall" (whatever the local definition of that word is), and agree with all of her Radfem politics.
The funny thing about toiletcels (or "Femcels") is that their problems have the same psycho-biological origins as ours, namely female Hypergamy run amok. We can't find any partner because of constantly rising standards, toiletcels can't find a partner because their own Hypergamy has gone through the roof.
Obviously, a toiletcel is a walking oxymoron, the closest they have to us is mentalceldom as their own idealised Chad-only sexuality prevents them from getting laid. Meanwhile we have real tangible things that prevent us from getting laid with literally 100% of the female human population.
I know, nothing here is new, but that one image just basically sums up toiletcels better than anything else. Whenever someone argues that they exist I'd just show them this image and laugh their arguments off.
These are the unironic minimal standards that toiletcels maintain, they can get casual with Chad's
, they just refuse to do so because they know that it would fuck up their ability to pair bond. The existence of toiletcels and how many of our memes they share with us actually convinces me that it's a bad idea to tell your toilet friends about Blackpill ideas, because that would only cause them to raise their standards.My image of a typical toiletcel is a Sub-5 toilet that feels entitled to the Chaddest Chad that ever Chads, yet still wants him to somehow be a virgin, devote all of his life and love to her, provide all of his resources to him, be "tall" (whatever the local definition of that word is), and agree with all of her Radfem politics.
The funny thing about toiletcels (or "Femcels") is that their problems have the same psycho-biological origins as ours, namely female Hypergamy run amok. We can't find any partner because of constantly rising standards, toiletcels can't find a partner because their own Hypergamy has gone through the roof.
Obviously, a toiletcel is a walking oxymoron, the closest they have to us is mentalceldom as their own idealised Chad-only sexuality prevents them from getting laid. Meanwhile we have real tangible things that prevent us from getting laid with literally 100% of the female human population.
I know, nothing here is new, but that one image just basically sums up toiletcels better than anything else. Whenever someone argues that they exist I'd just show them this image and laugh their arguments off.
