The matriculated manlet is a silly, little manlet boy who is senselessly enrolled at a college or university. Here the completely delusional and diminutively dwarfed Oompa Loompa wastes his time (when not working shifts at the chocolate factory) by furiously staring at all the tall and happy couples who walk around the campus like the bitter and envious peewee manlet that he is, crying all alone in the girl's bathroom after being asked by campus security if he was there for Take Your Daughter to Work Day and if he had lost his daddy and by being stuffed into backpacks, lockers, trashcans, lunchboxes, drawers, toilets, empty cigarette packs, pencil cases and used condoms like the inherently effeminate and minusculely malformed midget manlet bully magnet that he was always destined to be. When not being examined microscopically while standing on a petri dish by horrified microbiology students, the matriculated manlet is free to indulge in his true passions of girlishly practicing his bumbling cheerdance routine in an effort to become the captain of the local manlet football cheer squad and undergoing a brutal hazing ritual in order to join the only fraternity that would accept him, the Sigma Beta Manlet, by engaging in a fight to the death against fourteen other oiled up, bikini-clad midgets in an electrified bird cage.
Emma: Hey, why is that matriculated manlet tearfully ranting about women while sitting in his BMW in the parking lot over there? I could barely understand his manletspeak. Why all of the manlet rage? Isabella: He approached me, introduced himself as the supreme gentleman and brusquely told me to get in his car so that I can delight in his fabulousness and magnificence. I simply looked down at him and laughingly called him a petite and utterly insignificant little manlet fairy and then he just ran away crying to his Manletmobile. Emma: Manlets, when will they learn?
by ManletDepreciator September 16, 2024
Get the matriculated manletmug. 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!
by ManletDepreciator August 27, 2024
Get the sexy sissy manletmug. Tiny Tom Cruise has built a faltering Hollywood career by prancing around wearing high heels, standing on apple boxes, bouncing up and down on couches (like the child that he is) and, embarrassingly, even by pretending to be an action hero. All in a desperate and vain attempt at concealing his comical manletism and his painfully obvious homosexuality. Tiny Tom likes to visit gay bathhouses and enjoys going shopping for high heels with fellow midget and Napoleon complex deluxe sufferer David Miscavige.
Hey, isn't that tiny Tom Cruise holding hands with David Miscavige over there? Yeah, it sure is - those petite and effeminate crazed sissy manlets deserve each other!
by ManletDepreciator July 30, 2024
Get the Tom Cruisemug. A manlet prostitute who markets his sad and submissive sexual services exclusively to Leather Daddies because obviously no woman is going to pay to have sex with a manlet. The petite and effeminate manlet of the night counter-intuitively plies his lowly trade in broad daylight in front of Lady Foot Lockers, where the sensationally stunted sissy manlet shamelessly prances around wearing nothing but lace panties, high heels and a training bra as he puffs on a Virginia Slims cigarette with both of his tiny, little hands while desperately hoping to earn some quick cash to get his fix of platform shoes and height boosting insoles. The manlet of the night's more affluent clientele can book a derisory and tenth-rate sissy manlet yacht party by inviting multiple manlets of the night to spend the day uselessly floating around in half nutshells in the unfortunate client's outdoor swimming pool while wearing microkinis and high heels as the girlishly giggling manlet boys oil each other up, frolic and play grab-ass like the diminutively elflike fairies that they are.
Sarah: Wow, it's really pouring down today! Hey, what's that scuttling around on the ground over there? Stacy: It appears to be a manlet of the night who has fashioned a used condom into an improvised raincoat. Sarah: Yuck! Manlets are just gross! Stacy: So true. Hahahahaha!
by ManletDepreciator August 27, 2024
Get the manlet of the nightmug. Next to being infamous for telling transparent tall tales about video games and his severely stunted short stature, Tiny Todd "Homunculus" Howard is rightfully looked down upon for his dwarflike greed, compulsive Napoleon complex-driven need to micromanage everything going on around but mostly above him and especially for his manletism-induced small-mindedness and short fuse. A fact that is hilariously evidenced by the numerous paintings found in Fallout 4 depicting Tiny Todd "Human Growth Hormone" Howard as the microscopic Little Napoleon that he obviously is. It is rumored that even simple questions and requests, such as: "Are you Todd Howard's son? Where's your daddy, little boy?", "Are you the midget prostitute I ordered? You seem a little short..." or "Give me a high five!" can trigger Todd "Manlet Rage" Howard into throwing a Bagel Boss Manlet level hissy fit. Manlets, when will they learn?
Manmore 1: Do you think that the inclusion of the dwarfed rageaholic jester manlet Cicero in Skyrim was an allusion to Todd Howard's short fuse? Manmore 2: Absolutely! That's as sure as short people got no reason - I would bet all of Todd Howard's high heels on that!
by ManletDepreciator September 24, 2024
Get the Todd Howard's short fusemug. Short Man's Syndrome is the overpoweringly devastating inferiority complex that is inextricably linked to the deadly disability and eternal curse of manletism (the crippling condition of being a manlet - a dwarfed male shorter than 5ft10). Characterized by a profound basis of manlet cope in addition to manlet rage, topped with and generous sprinkling of manlet mathematics and guy height and rounded out by a proclivity for wearing high heels, throwing hissy fits and engaging in embarrassing public catfights - the mental midget and literal subhuman Short Man's Syndrome suffering severely stunted sissy manlet is nothing short of a girlishly gnomish, microscopically minuscule and outrageously overcompensating midget monstrosity. Manlets BTFO.
Jessica: Hey, why is Tiny Tom "Man Card: Impossible" Cruise mud-wrestling that drunken midget over there? Amber: Lol, I don't know. Maybe the midget ate his high heels? Jessica: It's probably just Short Man's Syndrome. Silly manlet boys...
by ManletDepreciator September 25, 2024
Get the Short Man's Syndromemug. Driven to madness by manletism and the naturally resulting Napoleon complex psychosis, the deranged manlet boy goes into a catatonic state and idly spends his ample free time, in between involuntary stints at acute psychiatric wards, by sitting motionlessly atop of open-air jungle gyms, as he mourns the blindingly obvious fact that he is forever a boy and will never be a man, while the other children pelt him with dried dog turds and stolen garden gnomes, by maniacally jumping up and down with manlet rage underneath outdoor basketball hoops while wearing nothing but high heels and a training bra (to the great amusement of the gathered manmores) or by lying face down on the floor of his hobbit-hole while tearfully and repetitively reciting the lyrics of Randy Newman's unforgettably unsurpassable smash hit Short People.
Amanda: Manlet detected - why is that sobbing and diminutively dwarfed little sadlet sprinting half-naked through the park over there? Melanie: The Napoleon complex psychosis suffering sissy boy was making a fool of himself on the basketball court, so the masculine manmores stuffed him into the hoop and now the midget monstrosity is scuttling back to his hobbit-hole. Amanda: Manlets BTFO. Hahahahaha! Melanie: Manlets, when will they learn?
by ManletDepreciator August 30, 2024
Get the Napoleon complex psychosismug.