I give you one, Will Smith aka The Fresh Prince of Bellaire.

Today I watched, as much as I could stomach anyway, as Smith's wife of 27 years announced on the functional equivalent of national, no INTERnational TV to fucking that young guy August who claimed he had been there done that.

The excuse is Will and Jada were "amicably" separated/and/or were in a open marriage in the first place.

I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!

This cuck sat there grinning like a damn fool while lil Miss AWALT hems and haws even during her "confession" as to what would happened.

The ONLY tiny shred of manhood will managed to salvage was when, clearly tired of Jada using euphemisms like "I/We (her and the kid) were in a "entanglement" AN ENTANGLEMENT.

After a few repetitions of this Will all but said "Bitch! Y'all was fucking!"

But of course Will Cuck, being Will Cuck, he settled for her admitting to being in a "relationship". Relationship meaning the kind was as the saying goes, rearranging her guts on the regular.

Will Cuck tried to reclaim some pride by saying he had already gotten her "back", presumably by getting him some side action himself, but at that point IT DOESN'T MATTER! Hell, for all we know he got her back with his "buddy" Duane! The only question is was he "pitching" or "catching"!

I'll close by saying

You might get fucked by "the system".

You might get fucked by the gynocracy.

NEVER EVER EVER

FUCK

YOUR

SELF!

That is all. Carry on.