Henpecked Blokes

Men henpecked and destroyed by marriage are cunts.

I am one of the lucky few, I suppose, I am actually that rarity: a happily married man. But the amount of mates and old muckers I have seen ruined by taking a wife is now in huge numbers. Blokes who were great mates. good lads and real ravers turned into shadows of their former selves. The transformation is both saddening and alarming.

One old pal of mine was a great bloke and one of the lads, nice lad too. He said he’d never get caught and would be his own man until the day he died. Now? He got wed and now his life isn’t his own.

Doesn’t go out until he gets permission (i.e: never), all his hard earned goes into a ‘joint account’ and he can’t even treat himself to something like a DVD without his Dragon quizzing ‘How much did that cost?’

I saw them last week in passing and asked how things were going. My mate said ‘they’ (meaning him) were either going to re-do the driveway or the bathroom. But his harridan just barked/sneered ‘Bathroom!’ as if to say ‘End of discussion! Go Doggy, get bone!’

I asked him if he’d maybe like a post-lockdown piss-up just like the old days, and he looked nervous as he got one of ‘those’ sideways glances from the tart and I never did get a definite answer.

The poor cunt tells me of his woes and his life of henpecked terror. But It’s his own fault and he never stands up to the bitch. Thing is, he is but one of many. There are millions of men who give up their old lives and never enjoy themselves again after they get the ball and chain.

What I want to know is why do they fucking do it?

Nominated by: Norman

120 thoughts on “Henpecked Blokes

  1. My mrs is very dirty in the sack and will happily take it up the dirt box I would say about every fifth go. So should be on for some more anal in 2028

  2. My marriage turned violent in the end, and I have deep regrets and sadness about that. That is not a good position for any man to place himself in. Broken bones, black eyes, everything. Particularly when the kids witnessed endless beatings.
    Anyway, I went to karate lessons, and eventually learnt how to to kick the shit out of the bitch.

  3. Being Homosexual i find most married men are selfish paranoid arseholes. Try meeting them…..they say all the talk but most of them don’t do the fucking walk.
    Henpecked blockes……..
    You deserve everything you get. You selfish cunts.

  4. I never got that whole subservient to woman. The husband always wore the predominant trousers and that was it. No questions asked.
    So what’s changed?
    well.
    Let’s start with the hippy shite from the 1960s all the way through to the early 80’s
    Yes that long.
    Then we had big shoulder pad suits for women via some American tv bollocks like Dynasty and Dallas……Total fabrication of deceit and falsehood of what was the Female place in the 1980’s

    I left a massive gap between the 60’s and the 80’s for a reason……..
    Discussion

  5. The silly loved-up fools walk blindly into marriage without taking a most necessary first step – a pre-nuptial. Never mind the finances, the most important point to agree is that, “Sex must never be used as a weapon, punishment or reward”. Breaking this rule is grounds for divorce.
    Allowing the fairer sex control over the only part of their anatomy which men really care about, is a fool’s way and can only end badly. If she will not agree and sign the marriage is doomed from the start.

    • It’s the hypocrisy from women over the years that I can’t stand.
      It’s the same old same old. If a woman has an attitude or gets drunk it’s ’empowering’ and she’s ‘feisty’. If a bloke has one too many or stands up for himself on any issue he’s a ‘pig’ and a ‘bastard’. Same with other stuff. Women scream like schoolgirls at firemen or read Fifty Shades of Shit and its ‘OK’. Bloke has pin up on garage wall and it’s ‘sexist’. Bloke gets nagged and mithered all the time. Yet if he has any misgivings (about anything) it’s ‘Don’t you oppress me!’ and that old classic ‘Who DO you think you ARE?!!’

      I’m pretty lucky with the current Mrs Norman. A good egg, genuinely good company, and a tidy bit of tackle. But I’ve been through the mill on previous occasions. My ex was female hypocrisy and double standards personified, and her mother was a fucking cunt and all. Both had to go, and I made sure they did. Good riddance to the pair of satanic slags.

      • If I had a penny everytime I heard someone say their wife turned out exactly like their mother I’d be a rich man. When I saw the fucking existence my father in law had, I should’ve ran like fuck. Looking back I’ve lost a couple of decades I won’t get back but hopefully I have more than that in front of me. I’m thankful that I wasn’t in for another decade too as I reckon the older people becoming single gets the more years you have to look back and feel robbed & cheated or bitter about.

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