How to Make My Beautiful Wife (The Original One!) VIOLENT!!!!
And how she made my non-violent wife, jump 3 feet straight up!
Lots of our real authors, wrote great things today! Or, yesterday. I’ve been a bit non-digital the past two days! So, just snippets of my life. I get 5 minutes on the tablet, I get pulled away! Sunday bleeding in to Monday! Only interesting I think to White Men and Women in love, or those who wish to be.
Ahh, Bulgaria! Not sure if Bill Gates forgot to put sedatives in our Chemtrails the past few days, or the ancient spirits of the warriors who fought for Thrace, Rome, Macedonia, Sparta, Greece, Persia and the Ottoman Empire (all had some blood spilled right under the building I type from, on the Black Sea!) have inspired my wife of 35 years to curse more today, than I have ever known her! Perhaps, she is just horny, I have been holding out on her! We will discover the answer, later! Just know, girls are not all sugar and spice!
Christine had just begun to read the Stack embedded above (which is incredibly well written). Just prior to that, she had forcibly grabbed my tablet from my rather strong hands, “what doom scrolling shit are you reading now?” She sounded a bit demon possessed, but that’s not so bad with blonds! “Ahhh, ummmm, give me my article back, “Angel!” She read a bit of it, frowned, glared. “Why aren’t you shipping off to a damn war, when will our Race wake the fuck up?” My wife normally, speaks at far more moderate SPL (sound pressure levels). She still smells nice, and looks nice. You know, like, a blond! A real one, something I still marvel at. It’s only within the past 5-10 years we have both began to curse. A lot. No idea why.
She read more of the article (told you it was good!), and then screamed (as in, half of Varna heard her!) “How many fucking years have you been saying American men need to revolt?” “A lot of years, ahhh, ummm, “angel!” Tereza, my lovely, much less angry second wife, being Czech, jumped a few meters vertically, and wondered what kind of kinky sex was going on! “Damn it you two, take it in to the bedroom!”
The Epic Blond Histrionic Screed of July, continued. “Remember when you took me to the range in Summerlin, when we first moved there, and that prick SWAT Lieutenant guy said he could beat me, with me shooting your Barrett at 100 yards, and with him shooting an AR at 1000 yards?” “Yup, I do recall that. Matter of fact, I recall you shutting him up for almost 3 fucking years! But, you winning cost me nearly $300 in ammo that day. You might have been a really good sniper too, if your fucking hair didn’t blow in to your eyes, and as you cleared it, the motionless male adversary blew your pretty face off!” “ASSHOLE, I forgot to put my hair in a ponytail that day! I never wanted to be a soldier!” “Yes dear.”
“When all the custody shit is over and done for Tereza, fully inked, I want to stream with her, and help get American men ready for war.” “Yes dear. Sure dear. To be honest with you, Tereza looked sexy when she was learning to stream, but she babbled, and made no God damn sense. None. At all.” “Well, then we will do the show nude!” “Not sure Odysee will allow that. They will let you throw tantrums about needing a real Holohoax though. All I can say is, if you color your hair or make a duck face, I WILL hurt you.” “Well, just see through bra and panties then. Anything, to make their ‘boys’ pay attention!” “I like it “angel,” so this is a cross between cam-whore, and NatSoc Shieldmaiden’s in Lust?”
“Commander Asshole is the perfect name for you.” “Indeed!”
Anyway, she has had an angry DAY! I like when she gets mad, and shows emotion. She’s a Swede! This happens rarely. She, has her own SubStack account, and while she is not a subscriber of mine, she reads most of my articles, some of the notes, and has plenty of you out there she subbed to. And, an endless amount of health related stuff to keep her young, wrinkle free, and well lubed for my cervix monster! She’s a badass blond, from the good side of the White tracks, and sometimes, Brynhildr’s ancient warrior spirit channels her. All her raging made me a bit, in the mood! (PS, nothing is sexier than angry, beautiful women from Sankt Petersburg. Just, trust me! Go visit, but bring rubles, they don’t take our shekels any longer!)
“A few hours later!” Christine had calmed down quite a bit, and is normally the first of the three of us to go to bed! Her hormonal mood swings are new to her and me, but, at least she admits she’s going nuts! This evening she didn’t even say goodnight to us. Not to me, Tereza, or the kids! In the bedroom, and lights out! I kissed Tereza in the kitchen, as she was cleaning the house before bed (the PERFECT wife! The Real Angel!).
“Give me a few minutes alone with blondy, she needs a bit of cuddling, and even more ramming!” “For once, I agree with you AC. She’s kinda losing it! Come back out here after she falls asleep, but save some for me!”
“You OK blondy? Sleeping?” “No, this world is frustrating me. It’s like you say, of 800M Whites, only about 50M Men are potentially useful in a war. And 49M of them are too busy watching the stock market.”
I take her frustration as a Badge of Honor. She has listened, read, watched enough White Nationalist (WN) content, to be frustrated our Race just does not yet wish to become, Racially Conscious. Like ALL the others. This is going to take some serious “sensitivity” on my part!
Cuddled with her. “Jesus, you are fucking hard! Stop poking my back! Can’t we just have a serious conversation without sex?” “Well, to be honest, not sure we ever have! Isn’t this why men put up with women, and you put up with us?” She laughed. Half crying though. “Sometimes between both of your brains, you can be pretty stupid! Hug me harder. No pussy for you tonight, I’m mad!” “No problem, you’re not the only wife in the house!” Sharp elbow in the rib, nicely done! “Ok, ok, just the tip, but you can’t move, only I can!” That negotiation lasted about 5 seconds! And, now I am tired. Spent. Must go out to Tereza, and make believe I have “saved some!” No system is perfect, no religion, no form of government, none of us individually. A marriage requires compromises, two wives unfathomably complex compromises!
“You’re not in the mood, are you?” Her eyes are soooo pretty! “Rain check Angel?” “And you claim you want a 3rd wife?” “If you were Hana, I’d be ready!” She mouthed “ASSHOLE” to me, silently! Then playfully rested her head on my lap, grabbed my hand, and put it on her belly. Our child. The woman asleep in our bedroom, allowed it. Encouraged it! Orchestrated it!
We had some quick thundershowers today! Christine looked at me, she LOVES thundershowers! Pretty girls are so weird, when you get to know them! She hated Northern California for many reasons, but the number one reason (beyond all the fucking Leftists) it was rare to have a thunder strike there. “Honey, tell me what I am thinking?” As our cheap condo shook!
“It’s summer, 1989. Palm Beach, Florida. Known you about 2 months. Your parent’s place. Also, top floor. Afternoon, 2-3PM. We are reading, after you (she doesn’t sweat! Bitch!) making me run at noon in the brutal Florida heat/humidity, and then afterwards, fucking like bunnies. The sky darkens as we read, and then, BOOM, knocks the power out a few seconds. You make believe you are scared, but really all you wanted, was me to hug you.”
“You are an amazing husband. Remember when all your friends said we would be divorced in under a year? They called me the Ice Princess, and they ALL, hated me. We are both, very lucky. You know how much I love you?” “Nope!” “6 gorillion! And that, Commander Asshole, is a very large number.”
It has been said I am nothing but a superficial man, placing too much emphasis on European Female Beauty. And, it’s true. Works for me. \o
Stop reading go fuck your wives, damn it! More White Children. 14/88