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I was recently mellowing out in a Business Class airport lounge in Malaysia, sipping a glass of rum while waiting for my flight to board. I was getting a nice buzz from the alcohol, so I relaxed into my armchair and mindlessly stared off into space.
A moment later, a little brown noodlewhore appeared in my line of sight. She was an employee of the lounge and was clearing dirty dishes off the tables. She looked something like this (but a little older and uglier):
As soon as she saw that I was gazing in her direction, this ugly little ethnic twat immediately turned her head away from me, with an appalled look on her face. She acted if she had just been flashed by an exhibitionist. This poverty-stricken little subhuman automatically assumed that I was hitting on her (I most certainly wasn't). Not only that, she thought so highly of herself to avoid eye contact with an affluent white guy, like myself, who mogged the shit out of her. Just LOL. I wanted to rip her hideous little head right off her shoulders. I was that fucking enraged. I was even considering walking up to her and saying something offensive, or reporting her to her supervisor to get her fired with a fake story about 'poor customer service' (this is taken seriously in Asia, unlike the West).
But, alas, my inhibitions were too strong, so I did nothing, and just let this event eat me up for days. Meanwhile, the arrogant little twat got to enjoy the pleasure of "rejecting" another guy that she assumed wanted to fuck her, when nothing could be further from the truth-- I was just spacing out and she happened to be in my scope of vision. I was NOT attracted to this little gibbon at all.
The point of this story is that even subhuman noodlewhores in Third World shitholes would rather live in poverty than even make eye contact with a sub-8 white male that's affluent enough to fly international Business Class. One would think this little shit stain would worship the ground I walk on, but no. She would rather fuck a better looking guy her own age in a mud hut than have anything to do with me.
Just LOL at assuming money can compensate for being an ugly, old man anywhere in the world. There is no substitute for youth and looks. None whatsoever.
A moment later, a little brown noodlewhore appeared in my line of sight. She was an employee of the lounge and was clearing dirty dishes off the tables. She looked something like this (but a little older and uglier):
As soon as she saw that I was gazing in her direction, this ugly little ethnic twat immediately turned her head away from me, with an appalled look on her face. She acted if she had just been flashed by an exhibitionist. This poverty-stricken little subhuman automatically assumed that I was hitting on her (I most certainly wasn't). Not only that, she thought so highly of herself to avoid eye contact with an affluent white guy, like myself, who mogged the shit out of her. Just LOL. I wanted to rip her hideous little head right off her shoulders. I was that fucking enraged. I was even considering walking up to her and saying something offensive, or reporting her to her supervisor to get her fired with a fake story about 'poor customer service' (this is taken seriously in Asia, unlike the West).
But, alas, my inhibitions were too strong, so I did nothing, and just let this event eat me up for days. Meanwhile, the arrogant little twat got to enjoy the pleasure of "rejecting" another guy that she assumed wanted to fuck her, when nothing could be further from the truth-- I was just spacing out and she happened to be in my scope of vision. I was NOT attracted to this little gibbon at all.
The point of this story is that even subhuman noodlewhores in Third World shitholes would rather live in poverty than even make eye contact with a sub-8 white male that's affluent enough to fly international Business Class. One would think this little shit stain would worship the ground I walk on, but no. She would rather fuck a better looking guy her own age in a mud hut than have anything to do with me.
Just LOL at assuming money can compensate for being an ugly, old man anywhere in the world. There is no substitute for youth and looks. None whatsoever.
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