[mhnd]

i found this forum as a junior in college in 2011. i wanted to explore the world. i was curious about women abroad and what it'd be like to go there one day. i think the search that brought me to the forum itself was "argentina women + nightclubs". this innocent quest for foreign pussy changed my life.

in college i was a quiet kid who just wanted a job. breaking out of my home state was an impossible dream. i finished school, got the standard office job to pay my student loans with a taste of the provider lifestyle. i developed my exit strategy. it took me a year and a half. after paying off my student loans i packed my car, left the job and drove to texas. i ended up in midland with my shitty 90's gm sedan containing all my possessions and lived in a camper that had a permanent smell of dead rats and human shit.

i was fortunate to meet two classic roosh forum members who have since been banned (lmao) - houston and aliblabah. i crashed in a camper that they had previously lived in with a scottish alcoholic (one of houstons old friends). at the time houston and ali had just gotten hired with a mud logging company and were put up in a house. as ali put it, the camper was a right of passage, and i had to pay my fucking dues. i hit the streets going to companies with nothing but my dick and a stack of resumes. i ended up getting an interview and sweet talked my way to a sick job in the field. before getting the job offer, one night the crackhead in the trailer next door (referred to by ali as "tweaker") lost his shit and went mental. pulled out a gun and threatened to kill me. i had never even spoken to the guy. were it not for the scottish alcoholic driving him to the gas station to get 40's and giving me time to escape it's possible that my story could have ended there. that night i drove to the great city of houston to unwind for a minute and awaited the results of my final interview. a couple weeks later i got accepted and was back in the field. i worked out there for almost a year before the oil price crash and layoffs came. living on the rigs and everything that came with it. it was an experience i will always remember fondly. i entered the oilfield a boy and left a man.

fast forward 2 years and i'm in austin living a life of debauchery. somehow i got into a sales job, made decent cash, spent it all, partied my balls off, continue elevating my swag, and searching for the meaning of life. also, this era is where pussy has come into the equation. i have had more one night stands in the past year than even i think is responsible. one piece of wisdom i have learned is that it can take years to see the return on your time investment in understanding the world and pursuing your vision. never give up. i have smashed in every region of this city. i fucked so many blondes in succession that i started going for brunettes to experience more variety. i have made love to a beautiful girl and left before sunrise, the sound of queen - who wants to live forever playing in my head as i walk out the door into the brisk morning air.

i need to thank this forum and its creator. were it not for this community i could still be in that cubicle, married to an american girl, wearing banana republic and getting my dick sucked maybe once a month. breaking away from the system of self imposed slavery and thought policing so common in our society is the greatest victory a man can accomplish.

regards

[Paracelsus]

[The Beast1]

Great story. Houston and Ali, you are missed.

[Easy_C]

And that right there is what it's all about: you are living a much better life than you did before.

[mhnd]

exactly. being in control of your own destiny is worth the risks that come with breaking out of the system.

[RatInTheWoods]

ANother RV success story.

Another young man saved.

I am all emotional.

[Belize King]

Shout out to Ali an Houston. Great guys I've had the pleasure of meeting. Ali is a freaking character haha.

[scotian]

I love oil field stories and am missing the patch: the insanity, the camaraderie, the long hours, good money and all of the stupid shit we blow our money on!
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[mhnd]

Ali was a great guy. My first day in Midland he showed me around. We got breakfast at a taco spot and talked about where we grew up. He took me to meet his company. I didn't get linked up with them but that intro meant a lot. I ended up getting on with a big company and go through their training. But he was a good guy and a legit hell raiser. Houston was also cool. At the time he had just been sent out on a hitch for his company so I didn't get to bro out. Even though those guys are no longer on the forum, it is a good example of the brotherhood that this community creates.

Scotian,
Those memes are true to life. Also big thanks for your contributions - it may have not been possible without them. As much as I enjoy the aspects of the sales grind and having all of the comforts of living in a place like Austin, I miss the oilfield. The adrenaline rush was truly addicting. I had multiple close calls, saw all kinds of wild shit... but part of me would drop everything and do it all again in a heartbeat.