“I feel that I mog men who have ugly females”
You’re an incel.
You have no females.
Chimps at the zoo mog you.
“Man can be superior to me in all physical measurements, can be ultimate gigachad, but if he has ugly femorloid - that negates all of it, and I mog that pathetic excuse of man, by not having ugly femoid and not wanting too”
Sure you do. It’s not a cope at all. Not like your entire demographic labels themselves as female-deprived and spend all of your time bragging about how much you suffer from that lack. ‘But, HEY! At least the females I DON’T HAVE are not UGLY!’
“Sometimes in internet discussion manly and serious looking guys try to prove me something, or demosntrate their superiority. And then I look at their femoid: ugly.”
Wait. It’s an internet interaction and you know what they look like and you know what their girlfriend looks like?
Nice fantasy, needs more steampunk.
“Da fak, dude, you trying act cool against me, and you have ugly foid. So blet shut up you pederast, owner of ugly femorloids”
Since you spend much more time describe the males as attractive, I have to wonder if you’re gay. And if so, you finding a woman ‘ugly’ is not a condemnation.
However, either way, you’re still left with the fact that THEY have someone who will touch their will with some regularity, while yours is bone-dry and doomed to isolation. Not least because of, apparently, your incredibly high standard of femininity.
“Last time it was in MGTOW forum, pydar tried to laugh at my animu girl picture. And he had profile picture of him with ugly femorloid....”
Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuure he did. Not like the MGTOWers are in competition, too, and would only post the best and brightest.
Uh huh.
THis happened.
Meanwhile, my wife is the other half of my soul, she drove me to dinner last night, is driving me to the doctor tomorrow, and coming to pick me up and feed me again. I really, really, desperately lack the words to convey to you how important she is to me, AND just how little I give a shit whether or not you find her fuckably beautiful.
You’re alone.
And it’s clear you’re going to die alone.
You mog bupkes.