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Lately, I have been more of the Game Denialist than I care to admit. It's the past couple of dates that had me thinking - maybe I'm not good looking enough, or tall enough or showing off my BMW 745i. As indifferent as I am, you always wonder - what if I was born into royalty, bless with good looks and being 6' tall? Wouldn't this 'game' our SoSuave brothers preach be so much easier? Well, guess what? You aren't. You aren't meant to coast through life. You are who you are and THAT is the ultimate test of the Don Juan.
Before I venture any further, I am a below average guy (7 on my best day) and below average in height. The only thing I have going for me is my social skills, or else I'm screwed. It took me years to develop this social charisma and truth be told - that's all I have going for me.
Fast forward to the rooftop lounge, I open up a set, very good conversation until I told them I'd get the vodka if one of them gets the Diet Coke. All of a sudden - B!tch7.5 exclaims - YOU'RE A GUY, YOU SHOULD BE GETTING THE DRINKS FOR US, NOT ASKING US TO GET IT FOR YOU!!!! Oh the fvcking fvcking fvcking fvcking rage of holding back my backhand. This cvnt has got to be sh!tting me. I'm paying for the Grey Goose and you are simply getting the diet coke? And you are fvcking b!tching? (I kid, I smuggled some cheap assburn vodka over in my area) BUT SH!T you think you have a fvckable face and every man must be inferior? Fvck YOU and that scholarship to UCB because of you're a female minority.
I kept my cool and non-chalantly agreed with this cvnt. No need for a scene because I know 90% of the dudes there are looking for every opportunity to kick my ass. I open up another set, one of them had an ACTUAL camera. I jokingly said - you aren't from around her right? Ticket in, HB 5, 6, 7, 7.5 and another guy. My attention was focused on the dude, because he was either a c0ckblock or a friend. I introduced him to an interesting drink and bought it for him. NOW, we are buddy-buddy. I made my exciting introduction and got everyone to like me - or at least like what I had to say. Couple of more drinks, we start dancing. I opened up to the HB 7.5 - 6'2" German chick - wearing something like ballet slippers. This chick was actually 6'2" Yeah, I'm intimidated but I remember my last awful date with a tall chick. Not going to happen twice in my lifetime.
I simply made her qualify herself through a series of questions. During this course, I felt like the zookeeper feeding the sheep. She asked me for my facebook, to which I accused her of being a German spy. Her hamster had enough and she wanted to take a picture with me. When we were posing, I immediately grab the next familiar chick I knew to get into the picture. She is on the left:
http://imgur.com/WnPFAdG
So we sit down and talk some more. Her HB 7 friend comes and joins us with another guy. This guy was about 6'5" I talk to her friend and get submersed into deep conversation. Suddenly 6'2" chick leaves with the guy and I'm alone with her HB7 friend. It must be the ol' switcheroo!
After some conversation, I decide to go for the kiss on the HB 7 friend. She backs away.....Oh My Jesus. She FIRES back - My friend likes you, but do you always kiss strangers? I am a sitting duck, I brush it off the absolute best way I can. I took her from one end of the spectrum to another with stupidly effective retarded questions. Situation diffused.
I meetup with the 6' German chick later and she was still talking to the 6'5" dude. I am going to admit, he was very built and quite attractive (no homo.) The exchanged numbers, and my heart just sank. What do I do? Be like Mohammed and ALALLALALALALALA.
I took the German chick by the hand and led her way from the UFC looking dude that got her number. Fvck it. We ended on the other side of the lounge in a loveseat. I don't know how, I don't know why....I don't know, but this conversation came up:
HB: My friend told me what you tried to do to her
Me: Yeah, she was cute
HB: She is
Me: Do you think I'm cute?
HB: Yes, but I like guys taller than me
Me: You told me I was a crazy one
(Fvck it, I went in for the kiss)
HB kisses me back, makeout....legs intertwined - the fvck just happened?
Some more drinks and I told her friends we would be back to get more liquor in a flask. Club rates are now $20 per shot. We buy a bottle, and head back to my car in the parking garage. I threw the hail mary - "want to hang out for a little bit in my backseat?"
WHAT. THE. FVCK. DID. I. JUST. SAY.
She replied - SURE!
I have my patented retarded face, but with everything on the line, I pressed myself against it. AWKWARD as FVCK. I have a coupe and she way WAYYYYYYYYYYY TOO TALL. Fast forward back to the club.
Closing time, her HB7 friend asks me for my number as I was saying goodbye. She walks with me and gives me a kiss on the lips. I found out earlier that HB 7 and HB 7.5 6 foot Germantic chick are room mates.
Threesome? Will update.
Before I venture any further, I am a below average guy (7 on my best day) and below average in height. The only thing I have going for me is my social skills, or else I'm screwed. It took me years to develop this social charisma and truth be told - that's all I have going for me.
Fast forward to the rooftop lounge, I open up a set, very good conversation until I told them I'd get the vodka if one of them gets the Diet Coke. All of a sudden - B!tch7.5 exclaims - YOU'RE A GUY, YOU SHOULD BE GETTING THE DRINKS FOR US, NOT ASKING US TO GET IT FOR YOU!!!! Oh the fvcking fvcking fvcking fvcking rage of holding back my backhand. This cvnt has got to be sh!tting me. I'm paying for the Grey Goose and you are simply getting the diet coke? And you are fvcking b!tching? (I kid, I smuggled some cheap assburn vodka over in my area) BUT SH!T you think you have a fvckable face and every man must be inferior? Fvck YOU and that scholarship to UCB because of you're a female minority.
I kept my cool and non-chalantly agreed with this cvnt. No need for a scene because I know 90% of the dudes there are looking for every opportunity to kick my ass. I open up another set, one of them had an ACTUAL camera. I jokingly said - you aren't from around her right? Ticket in, HB 5, 6, 7, 7.5 and another guy. My attention was focused on the dude, because he was either a c0ckblock or a friend. I introduced him to an interesting drink and bought it for him. NOW, we are buddy-buddy. I made my exciting introduction and got everyone to like me - or at least like what I had to say. Couple of more drinks, we start dancing. I opened up to the HB 7.5 - 6'2" German chick - wearing something like ballet slippers. This chick was actually 6'2" Yeah, I'm intimidated but I remember my last awful date with a tall chick. Not going to happen twice in my lifetime.
I simply made her qualify herself through a series of questions. During this course, I felt like the zookeeper feeding the sheep. She asked me for my facebook, to which I accused her of being a German spy. Her hamster had enough and she wanted to take a picture with me. When we were posing, I immediately grab the next familiar chick I knew to get into the picture. She is on the left:
http://imgur.com/WnPFAdG
So we sit down and talk some more. Her HB 7 friend comes and joins us with another guy. This guy was about 6'5" I talk to her friend and get submersed into deep conversation. Suddenly 6'2" chick leaves with the guy and I'm alone with her HB7 friend. It must be the ol' switcheroo!
After some conversation, I decide to go for the kiss on the HB 7 friend. She backs away.....Oh My Jesus. She FIRES back - My friend likes you, but do you always kiss strangers? I am a sitting duck, I brush it off the absolute best way I can. I took her from one end of the spectrum to another with stupidly effective retarded questions. Situation diffused.
I meetup with the 6' German chick later and she was still talking to the 6'5" dude. I am going to admit, he was very built and quite attractive (no homo.) The exchanged numbers, and my heart just sank. What do I do? Be like Mohammed and ALALLALALALALALA.
I took the German chick by the hand and led her way from the UFC looking dude that got her number. Fvck it. We ended on the other side of the lounge in a loveseat. I don't know how, I don't know why....I don't know, but this conversation came up:
HB: My friend told me what you tried to do to her
Me: Yeah, she was cute
HB: She is
Me: Do you think I'm cute?
HB: Yes, but I like guys taller than me
Me: You told me I was a crazy one
(Fvck it, I went in for the kiss)
HB kisses me back, makeout....legs intertwined - the fvck just happened?
Some more drinks and I told her friends we would be back to get more liquor in a flask. Club rates are now $20 per shot. We buy a bottle, and head back to my car in the parking garage. I threw the hail mary - "want to hang out for a little bit in my backseat?"
WHAT. THE. FVCK. DID. I. JUST. SAY.
She replied - SURE!
I have my patented retarded face, but with everything on the line, I pressed myself against it. AWKWARD as FVCK. I have a coupe and she way WAYYYYYYYYYYY TOO TALL. Fast forward back to the club.
Closing time, her HB7 friend asks me for my number as I was saying goodbye. She walks with me and gives me a kiss on the lips. I found out earlier that HB 7 and HB 7.5 6 foot Germantic chick are room mates.
Threesome? Will update.