My favorite superhero is Spiderman (duh, he’s hot). There is something about an awkward brunette nerd that seems to get me every time. I have always had a thing for nerds. For me, to be intellectually compatible is to be in love.
With the recent surge of toxic, red-pilled men; I yearn for the seemingly imperiled species of losers who can talk dirty to me about chemical buffers and the hypothetico-deductive. The ones that get nervous when you hold eye contact for too long, the ones that laugh really big at things that are really small — now that’s my kind of man (freaky smiling with tongue out emoji).
What are your ideas for restoring the population of this genre of man? I say for every Andrew Tate that we encounter, and subsequently ignore, we go out of our way to talk to a nerd. My hope is that the red-pilled men will notice our collective attraction to the nice geeks and want to become one. A man whose personality is borrowed is a man who can change with the weather tomorrow (on rare occasions, for the better).
We will create a giant uprising of every type of nerd imaginable to match our own nerdiness and together, we will be unstoppable. We will cure every ailment, fix every injustice, we will save the world! What is America all about if not the quintessential nerd?
Come on fellas, kiss a nerd and save the world!
-xoxo, Mo
p.s – here are some edits for you to find motivation for this initiative
(yeah I made these in my free time, what about it?)
I was hoping the Spider-Man in question was Andrew Garfield, thanks for those edits 😈
yes lawdddd 😛😛😛