It was about two weeks ago that I was heading out and I called him. He told me to give him a ring when I was headed his way so I did. I called him and he said he was out to dinner but by the time I got to his house he would be back. I kind of figured he would be late but I needed to make a call and that would give me sufficient time to do so. I arrived at his house and called him to let him know I was there. He called and said he was still at dinner and would be leaving soon. Just what I expected so I made my call and completed it in fifteen minutes. I waited another 15 minutes and he was still no where in sight. I decided I needed to call my friend again and he was still at the restaurant and apparently they had just brought the bill. After I had already waited for 30 minutes I decided that accepting ones lateness was OK once in a while, after all friends can sometimes be late, but this was a reckless display of ones value system towards others and that I do not accept.

Like anyone would who values their own system of belief and themselves as a person I left. He called after I was already on my way to my girlfriends house about 30 minutes later and asked where I was. I could hear the background noise of the restaurant and this guy hadn’t even left yet and still expected me to be around. I told him I was on my way to my girls house and maybe next time. To tell the truth at the time I figured on writing it off to the universe and letting it go. While I decided that I would not dwell on it I also wasn’t going to place myself into that situation with anyone ever again.

I value my time and I have the desire to achieve whatever success that I focus my energies on. I believe desire and faith must be key elements in success and therefore value my time as precious. Every second of life must be used to enhance the next second with pure positive energy and not wasted on negative stress energy.

So, back to last night. I called my friend during the day and extended an invite out that night. I was going out anyway and was being nice. He has a habit of telling you where he is and to call him when you’re headed his way. Well I was headed out to Cooper Young so I guess he thought I was headed his way, but I was going there anyway. When I got there it was perfect. I got the very first spot in the lot, a great table looking up at the big screen to watch the game and Kaila (the leggy blond) as my waitress. I ordered myself a Blue Moon and started chatting it up with some people. The table next to me was there for an office Birthday Party. Two girls came in with panties over their pants as a sorority pledge. I talked to Monica and Amanda who were having fun. I talked to quite a few people just being social. I ordered myself a pizza and damn it was mighty good.

After I good half hour I called my friend to see if he was even going to come as he was at a party and I realistically didn’t expect him to show. I guess with time you lose that faith in someone when they continue on a path that devalues you. I would have been OK with it, but wanted to know because I was ready to focus my energy on socializing more so that later in the night I would have had people to be sociable with. My friend did show up and he apparently had drank to much at his party. He said there was still about ten people there after he left.

I offered to get him a shot, a drink a beer, whatever but he did take me up on some pizza, I couldn’t blame him as Young Avenue Deli makes a damn fine pizza. After about ten minutes his energy was draining quick. I tried to liven it up, but I guess he was drinking all day and it can sack the energy out of you. That wasn’t the main issue I had last night. He asked Kaila if she had any aspirin, but she didn’t. The energy was draining faster and faster, or was it? You see at this point he put his chin to his chest and never looked up the rest of the night!

What could be causing such a debilitating disease that causes the neck to no longer support the head that your chin permanently attach itself to your chest? The poor guy, his arms were twitching and he could no longer utter a single coherent word except…Except that it wasn’t a strange disease. He was actually texting the people he had just left. He muttered that after he had left the party the party ended. I am assuming he mentioned this to claim his prowess as an ALPHA male whom without, there would be no party. He said that his party friends were going somewhere else and if I wanted to go. There were plenty of people there and many were friendly, I even pointed put the girls in the lingerie who really seemed as if they wanted someone to talk to. It was tough for me to keep them both occupied and if I had a wing-man I could have, well I could have taken it further. He said they were too young, but I guess they stopped checking ID at the door considering it was a bar.

I tried to be conversational, I tried to get my friend to break his focus from texting and to realize as he sat there chin to chest life was going on all around him. Finally I had enough and I paid my bill, told him I was leaving and that was that. He said he was going to where his other friends were and that I should come. I told him I was headed to my girls, which I was, and to have a nice time.

Even though I said I wouldn’t expel the energy on it I still wondered about it on my way to my girlfriends. Was there something that I was doing wrong to be socially rejected by someone I consider a friend? I really had to think about it to realize that the fundamental flaw was not in myself. In fact I am socially sound and this fact is reinforced whenever I go out with my friends. Take for instance this very night as I sit here at BuckyStars writing this blog. When I walked in I am immediately greeted with a big hey JunkyFungus by every Barista and then a lengthy conversation always entails. Yes they know me, but surely they know a lot of their regular customers and I never here more than just a hello. I am a social animal and wherever I go I enjoy myself enough so that I don’t have to spend the entire night looking down at my phone texting others.

I have come to the conclusion that my friend is addicted to being ALPHA at the very expense of being ALPHA. Hence whenever you call him he now just tells you to call when you are heading his way. I am not heading your way. The other day I mentioned a new project to him and his reply was to call if I needed advice. Friends offering advice, like my other friend who has substantially backed it up with concise information and a willingness to share of information now on several occasions, is welcome, but saying something with zero qualification is a sign of ALPHA addiction. Normally I would trust my friends but it is apparent that trust is lacking when friends cant spend any time with you without having to text their other friends on somewhere else to go.

This brings me to my next point. I believe that when someone is idolized as the ALPHA male of the group and then hanging out with those who do not see them that way they will tend to seek the refuge of those who do see them that way. In other words why hang out with those who don’t see you as ALPHA when you can hang with those who do idolize you? In my humble view it is apparent that being ALPHA for some is such an addiction that by the very act of being addicted to it leaves much room to becoming an ALPHA.

One of my friends, lets call him Jimmy, the jelly fish, is a great dresser, stylish and up with the latest trends and fashions. He already has an advantage on me, because he is physically fit and goes to work out daily. He is able to build solid rapport consistently with women and I never see him fearful of approaching women. Everything a guy looking to better himself in the social dynamics realm would hope and strive for. But what’s wrong with the picture?

The other night while in a bar I really was wondering why a bunch of my friends were not getting laid. Then it struck me like the sting of a jelly fish bite on the beach while trying to enjoy the sun and sand. It was his fucking handshake! It was like shaking the hand of a jelly fish. Dude, you want to be ALPHA, you work out, you like pussy right? Get a fucking handshake that says I’m a man!

Second: Why for fucks sake were these killers hell bent on killing and dying for allah and yet worried about what? Drowning! Holy fucking shit, talk about stupidity. It’s like I’m OK with blowing up pregnant women for my satanic lord, killing infidels and baby’s, massacring people because they bow to a different god, but fall and drown. Oh My God, never. I can’t let that happen. A little wet with water, or covered in blood, brain matter, flesh all for allah? Give me blood and guts any day as long as I can say it was all in the name of religion. Did I mention these morons believe they get 40 virgins for dying a martyr, killing as many people as they can? More like 40 cactus’s shoved up their puckered assholes while gobbling on Lucifers schlong! The only virgin you’ll get, you sick son of a bitch, is your own asshole while its repeatedly raped over 40 millennia by the king beta himself, satan.

Once again this week I find myself in absolute bewilderment why Americans are so caught up in PC crap. Obama wants to close Gitmo, but where is he going to send the fucks we have there? He didn’t tell you that he wants to release them into your neighborhood? Oh yes he does! All these left wingers want you to say we don’t torture, they want you to believe America is built on principals and ideals. They neglect to mention the millions of Native Americans we slaughtered and stole their land from. How about the blacks we sold as property! Have we forgotten about them too? Sorry America, we’ve done some really screwed up things and lets face it. America is the most powerful nation on the planet. The price of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness comes with a price. Do you really care if we cut the fingers off a muslim terrorist that is hell bent on killing you because your beliefs are different from theirs? I say water-board them and their entire family. Kill anyone and everyone of their descendants when you have ties to terrorism. In 50 years terrorism comes to a grinding halt when you have babies strung up in the streets of Iran, Syria, Palestine, Jersey City, where ever. Freedom might be pricey, but love it I do.

But, that’s not politically correct is it? It’s OK when they blow the limbs off a three year old while the mother is cut in two, but not OK if we torture them? I just don’t get it. An eye for an eye. Oh that’s right, I forgot, we need to separate state from religious affiliation, but its OK for Barack to vote for late-term abortion. It’s OK to rip a baby out a womb and drive a nail into its skull here in America, but how dare you water-board that muslim terrorist after he successfully blew up a handful of your friends. He’s evil because he killed a baby and momma, but you’re not for aborting your own baby? How does that make you any more right?

I have some very good friends that are Muslim. I have some very good friends that are Israeli. Shit I have some atheist friends too. I was born and raised a catholic. Should we hate each other? We don’t! So why is it so many muslim men feel they have to blow up themselves and kill? You have shit mongers like this royal family of Saudi Arabia, who get their money from western countries with dirty oil money. We hate you, but buy our oil. Yesterday OPEC had a meeting about how they could stop the plunge in gas prices. They hate America, but they sure the hell want its money. Yeah, you sound like your a typical religious fanatic.

These terrorist fellows who kill in the name of the koran are sick and twisted dudes. So much hatred and religious consequence it all sounds very typical of a beta. Someone who never got any pussy, probably sucked his Camel off nightly and liked little boys. No wonder they have to cover up the women, they are just to beta to allow a female to be strong for herself. Burka’s must be worn because the beta man cannot tolerate anything that might cause jealousy among other men. Only a beta would be so deliberate in taking every precaution to ensure the women don’t out ALPHA them. There is nothing wrong with strong women, as long as they have frilly girly sides too.

I’m OK with the haters, hating on JunkyFungus and I invite your punk-ass jihad. Understand that I have started a group of like minded people who are sick of the PC shit, sick of the nonsense of terrorism without retribution. I’m tired of hearing PC shit like “bring them to justice”. Tell you what, how does this sound. We are going to hunt your ass down, regardless of what cave you hide in, if that means nuke those fucking fucks in Pakistan, so be it. We are going to slaughter you in a most ruthless way. You will die a slow and agonizing death. We will collect your family members and publicly torture them. Burn your wives, children, cousins, aunts, uncles, dogs, cats, neighbors and friends of your family and neighbors and we are going to remove one inch of skin at a time until you have bled to death or given up info. If they do cooperate then we will mercifully splatter their brains in the street with a bullet, if not then we will torture them severely.

Will America be seen as a horrible place, I’m counting on it. It will slow down the illegals from coming to our country to commit crimes. Will it eliminate the muslim terrorists who are obviously hell-bent on dying? Who knows, but allow me the opportunity to have some fun killing them. Lets blow up some mosques and little roadside markets, plant a bomb in mecca, grenades in the Saudi Palace, drop a nuke on Pakistan its going to be OK.

I can almost see the hate mail from my muslim friends now! This is a think piece, its about hatred and its about how people who have never met Junky want me dead. They want me dead because I am different because I am ALPHA and they are beta. Its about intolerance and indifference. I hope you read this and it causes you to seethe with anger and disgust, I hope it causes you to vomit and an aneurism in your brain to explode, but I hope you see the truth, most importantly, there are people who hate in the name of hate itself. I hope you can see hate for hate and maybe, oh please god maybe, one man will read this and put aside his anger and realize anger perpetuates anger, hatred perpetuates hatred. If this is true, than wouldn’t love perpetuate love? Give love a second thought, but in the meantime lets go blow up a bus full of kids.

Already my intention to lay into the easy brunt of all jokes, that stupid mother-fucker the devil. He’s a punk ass that doesn’t even look good, let alone know the first thing about how to be a god. Now we already have discovered Jesus was a mPUA and banged his way all across Rome. It was the reason they crucified his ass, but no worries, he came back in three days and laid some more. In fact all through out history Jesus has been reincarnated, take Don Juan, Elvis, Robert Plant, Mystery, me and I’m sure a few others whose names elude me. But the devil, he was an AFC that watched down from the big pussy mound in the sky, looking down on all these mere mortals. That’s the difference my loyal readers: Jesus is a God, the devil is an AFC.

The bible has it all wrong! It’s written to control masses of people and as such they need to control those masses. Have sex, make love, fuck the hoe next stoe, you’ll burn in hell. You should only procreate with your wife and only when you are planning children. We can’t have an army of children who might grow up one day into men and out-ALPHA the king. Too many men in the city means to many conflicting opinions, to many conflicting opinions means war! That’s right kiddies, now sit around the fire and listen and lets listen in as JunkyFungus tells us a story about the night before Christmas. Except its his style and most of you will not want to hear what he has to stay.

The bible was manufactured by man, because man knew how to psychologically manipulate himself. The underpinning of faith runs through the bible. It feeds on mans desire, that if they stay prostrate, tithe, listen to the ridiculous dogmas of man made rules as long as they still have faith, even in the most difficult of times God will shine down on them. Bullshit you idiots. God didn’t make you to look down upon you, he made you to fuck. That’s right the old man in the sky is as big a perv as you know you are.

So now we come to satan, lord of the dark-world. Why do you think its dark? I’ll tell you why! Hell gets all the nasty freaky mother fuckers who wouldn’t make it in this world. It gets the ug bitches you wouldn’t even fuck. The nasty fat skanks whose hands are caked in the cream filling of Twinkies. The wretched, the retards, the losers, the social rejects. Don’t want to end up in hell? Master the game fucker, get your head out your ass, go to the gym, clear up that disgusting acne and get out their and approach. You should be scared as a blond in the ghetto, a straight dude on Castro street whose about to get ass-raped by ten drug crazed queers, a virgin whose boyfriend has ten inches. It should scare the living shit out of you! It’s dark down there for a reason and its not hot either. Its colder than hell LOL.

The religious zealots, who are so fucked up to not even realize religion was to control the masses as a way to not overthrow the king, will tell you the devil is bad. You damn right the devil was bad. He was so bad he couldn’t get any of the millions of free human gash down on Earth. I mean he was the most beautiful angel in all gods creation. He was made in perfection and I’m telling you was also the biggest AFC I ever met. Yeah I met him a few times. He stared back at me for years as I watched my friends fuck every piece of tail in town while me and satan whacked off to porn at home. I watched through his eyes and cried myself to sleep as all my girls had their legs pinned behind their ears. screaming as they were fucked to high-heaven.

That’s what satan wants you to do, thats why he’s associated himself with rape. He can’t get that shit on his own, so bitch got to go and rape someone. When he was in heaven looking down, he’d be the angel standing in the corner with his arms folded, not making eye contact, a sad frown, his dick properly tucked between his ass-cheeks. All the while God was getting Mary pregnant with a true ALPHA, Jesus.

Lucifer tried to get the minions to go against god and would preach, its not right. Don’t have sex, don’t corrupt that chick, don’t tell her to shop at Vickies Secrets, don’t, don’t, don’t! He would bitch, like a whiney three year old all day, moping around crying himself to sleep. But he was horny, he was very horny and jerking off wasn’t cutting it. So one day he got up the balls and started reading himself some DYD by David D. He learned cocky funny and thought he was ALPHA. He challenged the ALPHA himself and got PUNKED! God had enough of his shit and cast him and his minions off the great pussy mound in  the sky straight out of Compton, err I mean heaven. Although you will most likely want to believe god sent his ass to the asshole of the world, you’d be wrong. Nope the asshole would have significant usage for other things besides shitting years later when JunkyFungus came along. So God cast lucifer into the armpit of all humanity. Smelly, hairy and not really useful for sex.