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I find driving a car to be an incredibly dull, low dopamine activitiy. So I was tabbing through discord, looksmax and reddit on my phone with BBC cuckold porn in miniplayer when some ugly reddit-looking cuck behind me honked his horn because the light on the intersection turned green. I finished clicking "next video" while rolling down my window to give him the finger. I honked but it was a green light so I turned. The cuck gave me a wide berth while following me.
He probably knew that because I was driving shitbox sedan from 2005 and he was driving new looking SUV in a crash he would the one being BTFO'ed. At least that was I was fantasizing about. The explosion from one of the arnold swarnegigger movies too. KABOOOMMM BLOOOM.
Anyways I turned to make face at him and honked at next red light. Coward did nothing and definetly saw but stony faced. He turned into exit with nothing but stone parking space minute after.
This, closest thing to pure mog, the display of raw power and dominance (for incel such as myself), made me euphoric and I burst out laughing uncontrollably and slapped my knee. The good mood lasted until I got home, i was singing "camptown ladies sing this song dooo dahh doooo dahh dooo dahhhh" and admiring my face the whole time.
Driving is a very similar expierence to being behind a screen, u feel invulerable and as if nothing can get you, anime protagonist, there is a mechanation you are controlling capable of inflicting vast amounts of mass destruction. This must be how obese manlet USA army drone operators feel wrecking thousands of high T arab men with press of a button.
now contrast this with my increasingly isolated paranoid and withdrawn demeanour IRL, where unlike most narcissist incels I have never even LARPED expierecing an IOI because I have not managed to make eyes contact with a wall mart cashier for the past year
He probably knew that because I was driving shitbox sedan from 2005 and he was driving new looking SUV in a crash he would the one being BTFO'ed. At least that was I was fantasizing about. The explosion from one of the arnold swarnegigger movies too. KABOOOMMM BLOOOM.
Anyways I turned to make face at him and honked at next red light. Coward did nothing and definetly saw but stony faced. He turned into exit with nothing but stone parking space minute after.
This, closest thing to pure mog, the display of raw power and dominance (for incel such as myself), made me euphoric and I burst out laughing uncontrollably and slapped my knee. The good mood lasted until I got home, i was singing "camptown ladies sing this song dooo dahh doooo dahh dooo dahhhh" and admiring my face the whole time.
Driving is a very similar expierence to being behind a screen, u feel invulerable and as if nothing can get you, anime protagonist, there is a mechanation you are controlling capable of inflicting vast amounts of mass destruction. This must be how obese manlet USA army drone operators feel wrecking thousands of high T arab men with press of a button.
now contrast this with my increasingly isolated paranoid and withdrawn demeanour IRL, where unlike most narcissist incels I have never even LARPED expierecing an IOI because I have not managed to make eyes contact with a wall mart cashier for the past year
