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The top secret manlet (stunted sissy boys shorter than 5ft10) plan to somehow sneakily overthrow the rightfully ruling magnificent manmores (6ft+ tall real men) and average height (5ft10/11) men who naturally terrify them and to then finally live in a fictional manlet paradise where high heels are free and height actually doesn't matter (because everybody is a devastatingly dwarfed and girlishly gnomish manlet queen). Here the microscopically minuscule midget manlet monstrosities would of course live completely segregated from all womenfolk because even when there isn't a single manmore left on earth, obviously no women is going to consent to committing social suicide by dating a preposterously petite and scandalously stunted, puny little manlet princess. And so the inherently effeminate manlet fairies are then forced to replicate by means of mitosis, a fact that amusingly doesn't prevent them from perpetrating aggressive mating attempts upon one another and collectively engaging in mortifyingly futile manlet mating rituals in front of basketball arenas and microbiology labs. Manlets, when will they learn?
Manmore 1: Do you think that the Bagel Boss Manlet would be the ladylike leader of a short-lived and subsequently subjugated manlet uprising or would the dubious honor got to Todd "Turbo-manlet" Howard? Manmore 2: Tiny Todd "Stacked Heels" Howard, for sure! Manmore 1: Todd "High Heeled Homunculus" Howard it is then. Manmore 2: Manlets rise up!
The completely and utterly delusional, laughably pathetic and farcical method of calculation by which the petite and effeminate runt of a sissy manlet boy unconscionably inflates his shamefully diminutive and dwarfish short stature.
Microscopic turbo-manlet: I'm 5ft4 - let's round that up to 5ft5. If I stand on my tippy toes, then I'm 5ft6. Plus, when I wear my favorite pair of high heels, I'm 5ft8. So that's basically 5ft10. If I now translate that into guy height, then I'm 6ft tall - finally a big boy (starts crying). Towering manmore: Just lol at you and your manlet mathematics. That's nothing more than spurious and elflike mental gymnastics. Manlets, when will they learn?
Manlet (a male shorter than 5ft10) detected. Employed to draw attention to the discovery of the location of a manlet. Comically stunted, terminally insecure and brimming with manlet rage, the puny manlet can often be detected when he is blowing in the wind like a leaf outside, stumbling around in public wearing high heels on the way to visit his prison daddy or seethingly glaring at you from the accursed depths of the manlet pit in your local gym.
Hey, why is that child rolling around on the ground over there? Manlet detected - it's Tiny Todd Howard, I think he is wrestling with an earthworm! Lol, that worm must be like an anaconda to that petite and insignificant manlet boy!
The minuscule sexy sissy manlet is a fabulous, flamboyant and girlishly dressed manlet of the night who has embraced his inherent effeminacy and instantly commands the attention of every Leather Daddy in the vicinity by incessantly twerking, what can in comparison to his preposterously peculiar petiteness only be described as an ample posterior, on top of fence posts or by shamelessly gyrating atop of sewing pins embedded into front lawns while wearing nothing but high heels and a skin-tight leopard g-string, thereby readily signalling his enthusiastic availability as a submissive power bottom twink manlet boy toy in exchange for high heels, height boosting insoles, stilts and step stools.
Leather Daddy 1: Hey, isn't that a sexy sissy manlet coquettishly pirouetting on top of that fence post over there? Leather Daddy 2: Are you sure? Hand me your magnifying glass. You're right, indeed it is! Leather Daddy 1: I think I saw a discarded step stool on the curb back there. We'll spit-roast that femininely frisky fairy but let's get a standing blowjob from him first as he's perilously perched upon his newly acquired step stool! Leather Daddy 2: Hahahahaha!
A hole in the ground where manlets are found. Typically located in your local gym. Here the petite and effeminate manlet boys compare high heels, pay homage to their hero Randy Newman by singing Short People, futilely lift weights, jerk each other off and bitterly complain about women. Misery loves company. That's why the manlet pit is especially packed on Friday evenings and weekends because that's when normal people go out to socialize and have a great time. A concept that is, of course, completely foreign to a deeply insecure and comically stunted manlet pit inhabitant.
I just stepped over the manlet pit to hit the squat rack - WTF is going on down there? Just the usual, don't even worry about it bro. Everybody knows that short people got no reason.
The abominable pickup artist manlet (a subhumanly stunted male shorter than 5ft10) is an exceptionally delusional, pea-brained low IQ manlet, even by manlet standards, because he has injudiciously chosen to invest all of his girlishly giddy energy into the frivolous pursuit of the exact group of people who despise and loathe manlet boys the most - the universality of womankind. Afflicted by indescribably immense levels of manlet cope, manlet mathematics, guy height and small man syndrome, the pint-sized, peewee pipsqueak pickup artist manlet can often be detected lying unconscious outside of bars and restaurants while wearing 9 inch high heels and an Oompa Loompa costume after another one of his childish mental midget seduction techniques of peacocking and negging unsurprisingly went awry yet again, hanging around in front of nightclubs while desperately offering to give all of the manmore bouncers standing blowjobs if they will only agree to let him drink out of an unflushed toilet in the women's bathroom and fearfully hopping around on the sidewalks of red-light districts while trying not to get stepped on and squashed as the diminutive and deranged turbo-manlet frantically attempts to peak up the skirts of all of the disgusted women that cross his precariously petite path. Short people got nobody. Manlets, when will they learn?
Pickup artist manlet: Wow, that ass must be jelly, 'cause jam don't shake like that! Hannah: You can fuck right off, you grotesquely gnomish pickup artist manlet! Choke on your dwarfish manletspeak and go posture check yourself, while I'll go have hot sex with my 6ft7 tall magnificent manmore boyfriend, you utterly insignificant, petite and effeminate, stunted little sissy fairy manlet abomination! Completely and utterly manlets BTFO.
An allusion to the microscopic, absurd and ill-fated folkloric fiasco known as the manlet uprising. At the same time a highly sarcastic taunt, cleverly playing on the hilarious fact that manlets, due to being afflicted with the devastating and lifelong curse of manletism, are unable to grow up and are therefore doomed to endure the comical and dwarf-like existence of a laughably stunted, utterly insignificant and Napoleon complex-afflicted prison wife manlet. Often used in conjunction with Manlets BTFO or Manlets, when will they learn? - particularly when witnessing another amusingly traumatizing humiliation deservedly suffered by a terminally insecure, inherently effeminate and preposterously petite runt of an Ewok sissy manlet boy.
Did you know that the average height of CEO's for fortune 500 companies is 6 foot and that manmores out-earn manlets by hundreds of thousands of dollars over the course of their respective careers? Lol, that's awesome! Manlet rage guaranteed. Manlets rise up!