E-Thot's it is

Gents I had an amazing day today. Having a partner, in the context of a loving relationship, is peak existence. We made each other laugh so much today, soaked up the scenery, amazing dinner, and a bath that would make a Roman blush. She is asleep now, this is the proper state for her to be in after you...you get the idea

So lets talk about E-thots

First, I would like to tell you about someone I used to work with. Lets call him Rusty. I don't know how old Rusty was at the time, he looked really unhealthy. Sometimes its harder to guess a persons correct age when they have let themselves get into such a sad state of health. Lets say he was 40. Rusy worked constantly, seriously. He had 2 jobs as a respiratory therapist and worked 60 hours per week. He drove an old, no lie, S-10 pickup truck that looked like it came from the junkyard. I am not hating on him or his truck, but it wasn't congruent for how much money he earned. Even if was earning mediocre money as a respiratory therapist he was grossing 87k per year. I never put much thought into it past that. He wasn't the most friendly guy, so we worked together for a while before we ever talked.

On one slow day Rusty did start talking. I quickly learned that he did not have a family, but that he did have a girlfriend. She apparently lived in an Eastern European country and they primarily spoke over the computer. He sent her money every month. Now I knew where his money went.

Think about this

Here is a man who looks like he could drop dead of a heart attack in the middle of a code. He is working himself to death, eating like shit, and to add insult to injury driving a shit heap. As happy as I found myself today with my wife, just her and I relishing in our trust and devotion. The look on her face when she saw the place I picked out for us, the full body happiness it elicited. Cant put a price tag on that gents. Rusty will never know that kind of experience unless he gets his shit together.

Is this girl a traditional E-thot or is this one of those mail order bride scams? I don't know and don't care either. All I know is that I had 300lbs of living proof of how bad an idea this is, sitting right in front of me. Tragic.

Its bad for them too

I have daughters. I love my daughters. They are amazing little people, and deserve to be happy. My daughters all have their own personalities, hobbies, talents, and dreams. Thank God that those dreams don't include thinking that the only thing you bring to the table is whatever some lonely Rusty wants to see for money. This is debasing. It isn't strong, it is destructive.

Women give life, literally. They are an entirely different expression of God. I have had times where I felt like I could not take one more step, and just a touch from my wife would sooth me. The times when I inevitably throw my back out and here is this woman who comes and brings me comfort. Rocky needed Adrian. Women have power that we do not, and most of us don't understand it. It seems that many women don't understand it....but its true. The decision to reduce yourself to how your butthole looks on camera, I guess everyone has to make that decision as to whether or not its worth it. The responsibility is on you not to consume it.

Do you want to be a Rusty?

Look man, I don't care why you look at E-thots. I care that there is obviously something wrong with you for doing it. Are you shy? Are you fat? Are you socially awkward? Whatever it is ultimately doesn't matter. If you are shy go find a girl that you feel comfortable talking to, maybe she is shy too, maybe just the acting of talking to a girl will make it easier the next time. Are you fat? Lose weight. Are you socially awkward, find a weird girl. Weird girls are kind of awesome actually. Mrs. Binswitch is a bit of a weirdo. It is awesome. Don't waste your life lads, don't help ruin some girl who has more than likely already had a tough go in life. Work on yourself, be interesting, and the women will come. Until next time, Jack.

The NFT featured is #91 from the Mars Woman Collection