Cuck tradesmen

Cuck tradesmen come to my home to fix things because I'm too lazy. I offer them a drink out of hospitality. They admire my home and fix the things that have broken or need replacing. I tell them I'll be in my study and wait patiently sipping my wine. I have time, plenty of time.
The trade cucks come to me as if I was Mr Noseberg and tell me they've finished the work. Swords for hire just like the old West. I compliment them on a job well done and give them a token of appreciation and something more. I tell them to get a drink on me and they smile and nod and thank me.
I watch them leave with a smile. Good men are hard to come by and loyal men even harder; I get both with ease as I can pay them and not even care about overcharges. My ladies glance at them from the bed but they know that I'm the real man because I have it all: the money, house, and time to pleasure them as well as sip my wine.
I do like sipping wine and watching the world go by.

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Pretty based.

trade cucks owned

They didn't hire swords in the west they hired guns, swords had been out of standard use by the end of the civil war. All that free time and you still haven't read a history book...

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>and time to pleasure them as well as sip my wine.
confirmed never been with women, spare time bores the crap out of them and they spend it all on social media

My IQ is so high I have mastered the art of all trades

alcohol is for coping faggots

BASED

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Bet you’re a terrible machinist