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Granted not all of you were gigachads (ie normal human beings) getting their dick wet before google even came out like, i'd wager, most of us (except you it seems), but then again I don't know of any of us who landed 10mil+ per year in oil profits at 22 either.
So for beta virgins like yourself who didn't see a woman IRL until your early 20s, tell me how your experience would have changed when your bank account hit 8 fucking zeros? Still going to simp over the first bitch who gave you the time of day only due to grief bonding, with a host of issues and baggage who dumped you the moment she didnt get her way (despite zero communication on what her way even was)? Still going to go crawling back in that exact moment when you find out your set for fucking life?
Season 1, sure he might of been a beta bitch, but season 2 the calculus changed immediately, for his character to not change at all and instead become even more of a beta cuck is spiraling, not growth.
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Didn't his dad want him out of the roughneck side of it? I'm remembering from S1 and things might change in S2, but I thought Billy Bob was trying to get him to get more on the operations side and get behind a desk/truck rather than running pipe and doing roughneck work, not totally out of the business, am I misremembering?
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That's not how I interpreted this scene. "I gotta get my boy outta here before somebody kills him. He ain't mean enough for this place, Dale". To me, he's saying he wants him out of the area/business, not just the roughneck stuff.
I get the fantasy. Everyone here loves to imagine that the second a couple zeros show up in their bank account, they instantly transform into Jordan Belfort doing coke off hooker's asses, riding around on yachts, and banging vag on the regular, with a highlight reel of "I'M NOT FUCKING LEAVING!!" speeches.
But in reality? If you woke up at 22 with eight figures, you're not suddenly turning into a pornified Patrick Bateman. You're still you, only now you've got money. And for most of you, "you" means laser-focusing on that one big-titty goth girl in your orbit who never gave you the time of day because she was too busy chasing Tony, the bassist for some third-rate emo band that played Wednesday nights at a defunct bowling alley.
Suddenly flush, you'd convince yourself you've been granted a second chance. You'd do exactly what Connor did. Show up like her unpaid intern - mowing her lawn, fixing her bills, giving financial advice, pretending you're just a nice guy who expects nothing. All while quietly praying for a crumb of validation, because you've spent your entire life up to this point being trained (by media, social media, by your mom, by culture, by your church, etc.) to believe women are delicate treasures to be adored and "taken care of," and that self-sacrifice is somehow your mating strategy.
So no, you're not out there turning into the Wolf of Wall Street. You'd be the same guy you were yesterday, only now with a higher credit limit and a more elaborate delusion. Most of you would play Connor's role beat-for-beat, convinced your bank account finally bought you a personality.
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This topic is really better off in the incel thread but man, bless your heart son I'll pray for you.
I'll have you know that at 22 I was doing lines off hooker's asses with 3, sometime 4 zeros in my bank account thank you very much.
Your sad, sad life story has me grateful that I grew up in the 80s and 90s where everyone had girlfriends or at least were sexually active by the latest, senior year of high school.
By everyone I of course mean everyone. The chubby greaseball with foul BO who wore leather trenchcoats before the matrix, the precursor to the columbine shooter? He had a long term girlfriend in high-school, the "fat" girl sure but he was getting his dick wet every other day. Of course back then fat meant like 30lbs overweight not 300. The 5'5" manlet, 90 lbs soaking wet pale white kid with bottlecap glasses and a jew fro? He had a girlfriend. She cheated on him and he forgave her and then later found out she cheated on him again, or maybe had kept cheating on him the whole time, i dont really remember, but he was raw dogging her 3 times a week all through senior year. Even pizza face guy with greasy hair pulled some punk rocker flat chested no titty having girl.
Every single man back then had a gf or at least got laid, semi-regularly, in high school.
The reason of course is we didn't have internet porn, we didn't even have DVD porn then. As a teenage boy with raging hormones you had 3 options:
A) watching the scrambled channel for the occasional discernible boobie shot.
B) if your father was a man of distinction, his old playboy collection; otherwise the lingerie section of the sears catalog or nat geo for some tribal titties.
Or C) we talked to fucking girls. Every single one of us did this. Nirgon would call it looks matching or whatever but when every single girl got attention from a range of dudes from her looks appropriate male counterpart everyone just paired off naturally, 4s with 4s, 7s with 7s. It just happened. Everyone had a high school sweet heart, half of us married them.
If you didn't have a girlfriend by senior year you went to the bench, ie the juniors, then the sophomores, and if it had been a while since you'd gotten some pussy and you were desperate enough even the freshmen. Even the most terminal loser could pull a 7 or 8 freshmen just by taking her to the prom.
Back in the day not a single soul left high school a virgin, unfamiliar with the female form. We didn't know what a g spot was and we had to explore to discover the cliterus because even girls didn't know their own body back then, but we sure as shit knew every inch of the female form at the very latest by 18.
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Ah yes, the Boomer Creation Myth, where every male born before 2000 was a coked-up, trenchcoat-wearing Casanova drowning in sex because Sears catalogs and scrambled Cinemax forged them into unstoppable mating machines. Incredible. A whole generation of Don Juans created through National Geographic nipples and a total of three porn options. Truly, history's greatest love story.
The fact that you remember "jew fro guy" raw-dogging someone behind the bleachers doesn't suddenly transform the entire decade into a nonstop teenage orgy. Your sample size is "people I remember from homeroom while high on nostalgia fumes." Everything you just described is convenience-based pairing. The only girls available were the ones physically near you, and there was no way to compare your value to the entire planet. That world is gone. Social media, dating apps, and infinite male thirst have turned even 5s into delusional market speculators. Your "just talk to girls" advice belongs in a museum next to rotary phones and leaded gasoline.
The delicious irony here though is you accusing others of incel energy while writing a 700-word eulogy to a time when nobody had standards, nobody had options, nobody had porn, and everyone was pairing off like livestock at a county fair. What you're nostalgic for isn't masculinity, it's a captive mating pool. You think that because everyone paired off in high school, it meant men had game. What it actually meant was the mating pool was small and proximity did most of the work. Every social reject under the sun had a girlfriend simply because nobody had options beyond who shared their ZIP code. Your rant doesn't prove how great you were, it proves how artificially easy the system was.
The modern world exposes what always separated men - social skills. Some adapt. Some improve. And some write novella about their glory days at Polk High.
The fact that you remember "jew fro guy" raw-dogging someone behind the bleachers doesn't suddenly transform the entire decade into a nonstop teenage orgy. Your sample size is "people I remember from homeroom while high on nostalgia fumes." Everything you just described is convenience-based pairing. The only girls available were the ones physically near you, and there was no way to compare your value to the entire planet. That world is gone. Social media, dating apps, and infinite male thirst have turned even 5s into delusional market speculators. Your "just talk to girls" advice belongs in a museum next to rotary phones and leaded gasoline.
The delicious irony here though is you accusing others of incel energy while writing a 700-word eulogy to a time when nobody had standards, nobody had options, nobody had porn, and everyone was pairing off like livestock at a county fair. What you're nostalgic for isn't masculinity, it's a captive mating pool. You think that because everyone paired off in high school, it meant men had game. What it actually meant was the mating pool was small and proximity did most of the work. Every social reject under the sun had a girlfriend simply because nobody had options beyond who shared their ZIP code. Your rant doesn't prove how great you were, it proves how artificially easy the system was.
The modern world exposes what always separated men - social skills. Some adapt. Some improve. And some write novella about their glory days at Polk High.
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Really should take it to the incel thread, sorry no girls showed you there cooter in high school. If you had graduated in 1999 or earlier you would of been rolling in pussy, we all were.
You also seem confused on what you are even arguing. You said none of us would of acted any differently at 22 if we had 10 mil dollars back then we'd all still have been incel losers or whatever, at which i pointed out that incels didn't even fucking exist, everyone got laid by high school.
You then changed your argument to how shitty things are now in 2025, which is really just how much it sucked for you growing up not getting any pussy in whatever year you went to school. I never said or even implied I was giving advice for now, just refuting your doomer opinion on how bad it was back in the day.
It wasn't bad, at all, for anyone. We all got laid, sorry you didn't.
Edit: i do, absolutely refute your opinion of said advice, however. It isn't enough for just you yourself to go out and talk to girls, they all have fucking tinder to dial-a-dick that shit isn't going to work. But it is only that way because the bottom 80% of the male demo stopped fucking trying due to easy access to porn.
Women are basically just fucking children without accountability or forethought, blaming them for society is as fucking retarded as blaming a 7 year old for school shootings. They seek attention and pair matings and they get away with whatever we as a society allow them to.
Getting rejected hurts the first time but my generation and before got over it by middle school, you weak bitches need to get over yourself. The bottom half of men deciding its easier to jerk off than be told no is the reason why women are the way they are. They need attention and the only men providing it are the top 20% so theyve elected to take turns riding those dicks than be alone.
So sure, "just have confidence and go talk to her" is kinda boomer advice. But if every fucking one of you did so then women would have proper expectations and settle down with the men they can get. But you'd rather beat off to e-thots only fan girls and "knees too sharp" them.
You also seem confused on what you are even arguing. You said none of us would of acted any differently at 22 if we had 10 mil dollars back then we'd all still have been incel losers or whatever, at which i pointed out that incels didn't even fucking exist, everyone got laid by high school.
You then changed your argument to how shitty things are now in 2025, which is really just how much it sucked for you growing up not getting any pussy in whatever year you went to school. I never said or even implied I was giving advice for now, just refuting your doomer opinion on how bad it was back in the day.
It wasn't bad, at all, for anyone. We all got laid, sorry you didn't.
Edit: i do, absolutely refute your opinion of said advice, however. It isn't enough for just you yourself to go out and talk to girls, they all have fucking tinder to dial-a-dick that shit isn't going to work. But it is only that way because the bottom 80% of the male demo stopped fucking trying due to easy access to porn.
Women are basically just fucking children without accountability or forethought, blaming them for society is as fucking retarded as blaming a 7 year old for school shootings. They seek attention and pair matings and they get away with whatever we as a society allow them to.
Getting rejected hurts the first time but my generation and before got over it by middle school, you weak bitches need to get over yourself. The bottom half of men deciding its easier to jerk off than be told no is the reason why women are the way they are. They need attention and the only men providing it are the top 20% so theyve elected to take turns riding those dicks than be alone.
So sure, "just have confidence and go talk to her" is kinda boomer advice. But if every fucking one of you did so then women would have proper expectations and settle down with the men they can get. But you'd rather beat off to e-thots only fan girls and "knees too sharp" them.
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