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March 26, 2024 - Tate Speech - Andrew Tate
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The Untold Wudan Adventures | Tate Confidential Ep 223
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Roadmen Part 3.
At this point I think it is.
I like your hat. You look like Uncle Eddie from the Griswolds, dude.
Do you know who that is? Who the fuck is Uncle Eddie from the Griswolds?
I have absolutely no idea who that is.
Genuinely deep. You could put him in front of me and say, what's this person's name for $10 million?
I don't have a fucking clue.
Is this the crap you watch in Texas, Bailey?
Is this what you do when you sit around on your farms watching Griswolds?
Weirdos. Waiting for an illegal immigrant to break into your house.
Nothing. Is that your life?
I guess. Seems so.
You ready to be on the road again?
I am actually a road man.
Actually, yes. Built for the road.
Road man. Where are we going today?
Somewhere deep into the mountains to hide from civilization and decod.
Let's see how it goes.
Let's go. It's four hours and 18 minutes to the first destination.
At least we've still got Kossuth Gerbo and his bangers.
To keep us motivated on the drive.
I've yet to play it. Because I'm saving it.
To replace sleep.
When I'm really tired, I'll put it on and I'll feel rejuvenated.
And entertained. Everyone's a dipshit and nobody seems to realize that.
All the people you rely on, your dentist, your doctor, they're a dipshit.
The nurse in the fucking hospital is a dipshit.
The police are dipshits.
Everyone's a dipshit. You're driving around, you're living in this society.
All the people in the cars around you are dipshits.
They're all fucking stupid.
If you were to get them all...
If you were to get all the people I just described and put them in a line and say...
Tell me your name, tell me your age, and tell me something remarkable about you.
Not only would most of them have nothing to say, even worse, most of them couldn't even construct a sentence.
They'd go, um, my name is, uh, uh, Robert, and I am 34?
And, uh, shut the fuck up, you dumb cunt.
You can't even fucking tell me your name and age.
It takes a fucking full minute.
There's nothing interesting about you at all to say, and you cannot put together a compendious interesting sentence in the only language you speak, which is English.
People say to me all the time, Andrew, I love how you talk on your podcast.
I love the way you get your ideas across.
It's really interesting and engaging.
And I say, yeah, but you have not seen it from the flip side.
You don't see how annoying that is for me to listen to any of you dipshits.
Because none of you can fucking speak.
Nobody can say anything in a way which is less than infuriating.
I just have to sit there and listen to people stumble their way through the English language their whole fucking lives.
And then I'm like, okay, dummy.
So what's your job? Oh, I'm a judge.
Oh, fuck's sake.
Great. Great.
Definitely not toast. Fuck society.
We're going to the mountains and we're hiding from everyone.
We're going to try to avoid as many dipshits as possible.
That's our plan. Go deep, deep, deep into the mountains.
And if you say I'm that guy from that fucking show again, you're going missing.
Fuck you. One less Texan in Romania.
Who gives a shit? Nobody.
I'm Jammin out to JoJo. More about my street credits.
I'm built different. JoJo was 14 singing about her relationship troubles.
She had no clue.
Still a banger though. She didn't have a clue.
Wait till you're 37 with 25 women.
Jesus. Why are you impulsively shopping for more things at the gas station?
You don't need anything else.
And you know I'm right.
We're lookin' for one of these.
I'm looking for one of these.
Nice. Not one of these.
We need Nerf guns.
How many cars are there?
There's our car. Tristan's car.
Security. And the SSB car.
Carrying the very important games console SSB. It's hard to feed the living fuck out of all of you in the mountains.
Because you cannot escape destiny.
Even if you leave the house, you need your endless searching retribution.
SSB is essential. Exactly.
So it's got its own designated car to make sure it gets there.
Wait, did we pack the UNO? Genuine question.
Need an UNO car now. We're in the middle of nowhere.
There's gonna be bears.
So? Who cares?
I'm not scared of bears. Bears are scared of me.
Bro, I'm not trying to be an easy mule for a bear.
There's a 70% chance we're gonna see a bear.
We're going bear hunting. If a bear sees us, it's fucked.
We're gonna go find a bear.
And in fact, you know what?
I like bears. Bears, if I was an animal, I'd be a bear.
They're my spirit animal. Because everyone thinks they're cuddly and cute, and they're brown, and they're warm.
And everyone loves them, and when people see them, they're like, aww, just like me, top G. And he's big and warm and brown.
But if you piss him off, everyone dies.
Everyone dies. And I feel like that's basically me.
So I actually like bears. So when I find the bear, what I'm going to do is say, hello bear, I'm one of you.
I invite you to the mansion to come live with me.
What could possibly go wrong?
I won't even have to tame the bear.
He's just going to naturally agree and say, ah, the bear king.
Top G. G stands for bear.
I'm gonna come live with you and the guys.
Admit it'd be more interesting episodes and a more interesting life.
It was all of us in the house, plus a bear.
That might be pretty cool. So we're gonna find him now and invite him.
Alright, let's go. I like your hiking shoes, by the way.
Oh yeah, I'm very well prepared. You weren't prepared.
Sweatpants, Hugo Boss shoes.
Have you got waterproof boots on?
I don't know. I don't know what these are.
Oh god, you're so gay. My feet will get wet and cold.
Your mate Alex got them for me, I don't know.
You are so gay. All you people with your, my feet will get wet and cold.
What next? Transgender?
I hope you step in a puddle. Is that what's next?
My feet will get soaking wet and freezing cold.
And I'll just deal with it like a fucking man.
Who cares? Bruh, that's all fucking.
That's not a serious old movement.
When it's winter, you can see them moving up in the hills.
Funny, funny ain't nothing to do with that.
I'm just saying it. There's a bear, I'll tell you.
Tristan has his tactical knife.
We're fine. Yeah, we are fine.
Well I'm fine.
You can catch me.
Right, I think we take a left here.
Wait. Thank you.
This is getting awfully white.
Awfully white. Let's take a look.
In the woods, the only thing worth seeing, I've already seen.
His name's the saxophone mage.
I already spoke to him. That's where horror movies happen.
White people enjoy, for some reason, greater mages in these woods.
Nah, no one's greater than him. Don't say that again.
You hear me? Alright, so stick to the road.
Don't say that again. Stick to the road.
Don't say that again. There are mages great in him, I don't care.
Whoa! Turn left to what?
Watch out. This is bullshit!
Why do you want to walk in a massive circle?
What's the point? First, I'm taking a fix.
What's the objective? Explain hiking to me.
Make this make sense. You walk and then you come home.
Is that what happens? Why the fuck do you people do this?
If you survive. Sounds gay.
I'm doing it but I want you all to know I'm extremely upset by this.
That was great guys.
That was so much fun. I totally get why you white people love hiking.
Totally get it. Totally understand.
That was so much fun. See you home.
Boring. Andrew we just started.
If we all go back home, that would be the ultimate joke on T. What if we just all collectively turned around and went
home?
I must go with him. Sorry bro, I have to go as well.
Why? It's cardio, man.
Cardio? Yeah, we need to do our training.
In the middle of the woods, where the bears are.
Bro, you don't feel- Great idea, Alex.
You don't feel the oxygen. You don't feel the negative eons.
I can breathe in the hot tub.
The antioxidants. That's true.
India. Bro, we can breathe in the hot tub.
We can breathe in the hot tub, that's true. It's the same oxygen over there as it is up here.
Exactly. We're in the middle of nowhere.
It's powerful here. You don't feel the spirit of the woods?
No. The spirit of the tree?
No. It's bullshit. You must feel it.
Just relax. Alex.
Debris. I want some actual advice.
If it's six hours to top the mountain back, then let's all wake up tomorrow morning at 8 and go.
We walk the six hour up the mountain, Rourke Road.
Six hours? What the fuck are you talking about?
Who walks for six hours in a forest?
What is woods that we know nothing about?
And march up. It's six hours to the mountain top.
Let's do it tomorrow morning.
No!
You in Alex?
Let's not do it at all.
Fuck the hike now, it's getting dark anyway.
No, we're not, no, no, no.
We're not waking up at six o'clock or whatever time tomorrow.
It's gonna be a six hour hike. That's ridiculous.
That's actually a bad idea.
I'm not doing it.
I'm not doing it.
Fuck.
So this...
So the judge said we're allowed to travel all of Romania, so we left Romania, and then DCOT is now saying that we have to come back today to sign in Bucharest, because if we don't, they're going to put us back in house arrest.
I don't know how DCOT can supersede a judge.
It doesn't even make sense. So our surveillance officer called us and said you have to come back right now.
So bro, the judge said we can travel all of Romania.
Oh, you have to come back now, you have to come back now.
Make it make sense. We literally drove six hours over here.
We've been here less than 24 hours.
Now we have to drive all the way there. Where's he?
It's abusive. DCOT are being abusive because they know they have no case and they're just trying to fuck with us any way that they can.
Roadmen! Roadmen, bro.
Oh well. Back to McCrest.
When you're on judicial control in Romania, you typically sign twice a week.
Maybe once a week.
We have to sign every single day.
Abusive measures. Unprecedented.
Never done before. But it was no big deal, because we were stuck in Bucharest anyway, right?
And then the judge said, you can travel all of Romania, but how do you travel all of Romania if you have to sign in Bucharest every single day?
Well, we did an agreement that we'll sign at a local police station.
No problem. We went away last week, signed at a local police station each day, like we were supposed to, on time, and had absolutely zero problems.
We just drove here. It took six and a half hours to get to this location.
This morning we went to sign at a local police station and D-Cott said no.
You must return to Bucharest to sign in Bucharest.
They're superseding the judge and the judge's decision that we can travel all over Mania, saying that we must sign there.
Now, are they doing this because they're concerned we're going to run away?
No. Are they doing this because they want to preserve law and order?
No. They're doing this to try and upset me.
And the reason they're doing it is because when we went away last week, we made a really cool video of us with the dog sleds in the Carpathian Mountains, and we had a great time.
And we put that last night on Rumble.
Last night, the prosecutor saw how much fun we have while we're away.
And this morning, he calls and demands that we come back to Bucharest, because even though the judge said we're allowed, because he's that much of a hate.
And he's trying to make me frown.
But I don't frown. I smile.
I may have driven six and a half hours to get here and wake up the next day and drive six and a half hours home, but I get to drive six and a half hours in this.
You understand? All the brokies who hate on me and the system can't afford one of these.
This is great. So I still win.
But I guess, you know, the system's abusive.
But it's not just Romania. All systems are.
So it's been a relatively short trip.
But I'm pretty excited to drive my car again.
So, all in all, smiles all around.
Fireblood makes your piss yellow.
Like a man. Manly yellow piss.
None of that clear water gay little girl piss.
Man's piss! And the reason for that is very simple.
We have all of the vitamins, minerals, and amino acids the body can need in one two unit scoop of Fireblood.
And like a man, we have made it excessive.
Are you the kind of person who's going to take a supplement which tastes disgusting with no flavoring whatsoever?
Or are you the kind of man who takes a supplement that tastes like cookie crumple and your pee's not even yellow because there's only a little bit of vitamins in it?
Oh, I've only got my daily recommended allocation of vitamins.
Well, I'm scared I might pee out too many vitamins.
Greta Thunberg will get mad at me for being wasteful.
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