Nutz
Master Don Juan
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Went out with some guys in College Park on Thursday and last night. I'm not going to write up a full field report since there's nothing spectacular to report, nor anything you guys could gain from it except what I'm writing here.
Thursday and last night proved, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that age doesn't matter. My wings and I were in a set with several HBs and we held our own with them. Something the blond said stuck with me and I actually almost laughed when she said it when I realized it's significance, but I got distracted and lost my train of thought. However, I was thinking about it again this afternoon and here's the deal:
I'm 32....and I nearly closed a 17-19 year old!
What clued me in was when she said she'd lived in England back in 2000 or 2001 when she was in 5th grade. I sat down and did the math....and busted out laughing.
Moral of the story is they just don't care. Furthermore, I had my wedding ring on just to see how that affected things. Overall I'd say it hurt, but in that instance it just goes to show that when it's going well nothing like age or relationship status matters.
Furthermore, last night was pretty much a repeat. Plenty of attention from 18-23 year olds. I think I've found a great area to pick up women. And the best part about picking up in college town, I keep getting older and they stay the same age
Here's the even wilder thing I thought of wrt the blond from Thursday night. My boy is 6. She was ~18. That's a 12 year age difference. I'm 32 and she's 18. That's a 14 year age difference. Hahahahahaha!!!!!! I don't know why but it just cracks me up to no end.
Thursday and last night proved, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that age doesn't matter. My wings and I were in a set with several HBs and we held our own with them. Something the blond said stuck with me and I actually almost laughed when she said it when I realized it's significance, but I got distracted and lost my train of thought. However, I was thinking about it again this afternoon and here's the deal:
I'm 32....and I nearly closed a 17-19 year old!
What clued me in was when she said she'd lived in England back in 2000 or 2001 when she was in 5th grade. I sat down and did the math....and busted out laughing.
Moral of the story is they just don't care. Furthermore, I had my wedding ring on just to see how that affected things. Overall I'd say it hurt, but in that instance it just goes to show that when it's going well nothing like age or relationship status matters.
Furthermore, last night was pretty much a repeat. Plenty of attention from 18-23 year olds. I think I've found a great area to pick up women. And the best part about picking up in college town, I keep getting older and they stay the same age
Here's the even wilder thing I thought of wrt the blond from Thursday night. My boy is 6. She was ~18. That's a 12 year age difference. I'm 32 and she's 18. That's a 14 year age difference. Hahahahahaha!!!!!! I don't know why but it just cracks me up to no end.