It's over yo :/
easy come easy go I guess
see ya'll in the street xo
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Sunday, October 19, 2008
LR: Got my future wife...
There is a lay report well before this I was suppose to write up but fuck it lets get to the real shit.
Yesterday, I got my future wife. Met her after a jugglar talk he was doin in my city. She was amongst the numbers of a six number hall that day, was a good night.
All gawjus but she was hands down the most beautiful. She is honestly like a 12! I didn't really care for the others. One didn't reply and the others faded out in their own right because my heart wasn't in it for any kind of pursuit. All my attention went on her, when it really got going I told previous girls sorry I'm out and didn't get with anyone just in case for the small chance she might see me, I was a good boy. Maybe it's too early and it could go balls up but fuck it you know, just fuck it, fuck it right in its ass haha.
I think about her constantly, fuck I just can't stress enough how gawjus she is, no known issues as well. Sorry fellas I'm not going to give much details for this one, this one is personal but I went direct and off the cusp like I always do never reusing anything previous (gets that creative shit flowing), telling her straight when she asked,
"Can you make me a dress?" (I do design) I replyed with,
"Yeah I'll design your wedding dress when we get married."
I was being fucking serious too haha
Throughout from first meeting her to finally hitting the sack a week later it was a challenge cause the whole time when I was getting my mack on I was like "Fuck me, do I deserve a girl like this! She is fucking incredible!!!" limiting belief bullshit and it took a whole other bag of inner collectedness to not fuck it up. Still can't believe she's into me.
This girl is so hot that if you got to bang her you'd cum in her on purpose and try and lock her in with pregnancy, it took a whole bag of inner collectedness to not do that haha
Now dealing with the semi "girls fuck you over man!" mentality the 'community teaches but right now I'll give her the benefit of the doubt, if it goes awry I can always pick myself up, polish off the rust and hit the streets again.
Is this my signing off? Dunno, like always I'mma always play it by ear.
Here's some stuff to hopefully make you whole stepping to girls game dope,
Keep everything original and try not too even reuse the fresh lines that happen to pop up in your brain from previous occasions when chatting with her. After awhile you'll get that creative spike and you'll be making good call after good call and you'll fucking fry any routine head that wastes his life with rote memorisation.
Stay cool calm and collected baby. Relax.
I hope to God this works out haha,
take it easy
zib
Yesterday, I got my future wife. Met her after a jugglar talk he was doin in my city. She was amongst the numbers of a six number hall that day, was a good night.
All gawjus but she was hands down the most beautiful. She is honestly like a 12! I didn't really care for the others. One didn't reply and the others faded out in their own right because my heart wasn't in it for any kind of pursuit. All my attention went on her, when it really got going I told previous girls sorry I'm out and didn't get with anyone just in case for the small chance she might see me, I was a good boy. Maybe it's too early and it could go balls up but fuck it you know, just fuck it, fuck it right in its ass haha.
I think about her constantly, fuck I just can't stress enough how gawjus she is, no known issues as well. Sorry fellas I'm not going to give much details for this one, this one is personal but I went direct and off the cusp like I always do never reusing anything previous (gets that creative shit flowing), telling her straight when she asked,
"Can you make me a dress?" (I do design) I replyed with,
"Yeah I'll design your wedding dress when we get married."
I was being fucking serious too haha
Throughout from first meeting her to finally hitting the sack a week later it was a challenge cause the whole time when I was getting my mack on I was like "Fuck me, do I deserve a girl like this! She is fucking incredible!!!" limiting belief bullshit and it took a whole other bag of inner collectedness to not fuck it up. Still can't believe she's into me.
This girl is so hot that if you got to bang her you'd cum in her on purpose and try and lock her in with pregnancy, it took a whole bag of inner collectedness to not do that haha
Now dealing with the semi "girls fuck you over man!" mentality the 'community teaches but right now I'll give her the benefit of the doubt, if it goes awry I can always pick myself up, polish off the rust and hit the streets again.
Is this my signing off? Dunno, like always I'mma always play it by ear.
Here's some stuff to hopefully make you whole stepping to girls game dope,
Keep everything original and try not too even reuse the fresh lines that happen to pop up in your brain from previous occasions when chatting with her. After awhile you'll get that creative spike and you'll be making good call after good call and you'll fucking fry any routine head that wastes his life with rote memorisation.
Stay cool calm and collected baby. Relax.
I hope to God this works out haha,
take it easy
zib
Sunday, September 14, 2008
-I love love letters
I hate how much i miss you.
I try to put you out of my mind, worried that the more i think of you the more our relationship will be based in the past, not wanting my affection of you to be based on before....
so, i push you out of my mind, in order to establish a real connection, apart from that of which we had before . in an attempt to establish a potential future, rather than dwelling on the past.......
since we're apart, i feel like we'll often only have the past as a reference and i dont want that. i want us to be in the now, but not being there for each other debilitates (sp?) our ability to do so.
i miss you more than i want to admit.
I think about you all the time, and it freaks me out,
I dont know whether people fall in love with how they are treated or they actual person, this is something i've always contemplated but either way its scary. i've never loved anyone before. (for reiterations' sake i'm not saying i love you baby, but that love scares me x)
I miss, the way you talk to me,
the way you touch my hand when your driving, or beside me.
your openness.
the way you look into my eyes and demand nothing but honesty.
I miss your tenderness, and your sweetness.
I miss you inside me, our intimacy wrapping around us like a blanket on a cold winters day, i just miss us. which does seem ridiculous considering the time frame, but it is what it is, and i still miss it.
which often seems ridiculous considering i didnt feel this way with people ihad been seeing for over a year, and yet i see you a week and cant help myself.
I dunno baby, i'm not trying to be a sook, and i'm sorry if its gettin old to you, i guess i just appreciate what we had, and i miss you is all, and i dont know any other way to express it. i cant be intimate with you, i can only write you how i feel, and i know that that may not suffice, but take it for what it is i guess :)
missin you heaps and wishin we could be together
xoxo
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
I try to put you out of my mind, worried that the more i think of you the more our relationship will be based in the past, not wanting my affection of you to be based on before....
so, i push you out of my mind, in order to establish a real connection, apart from that of which we had before . in an attempt to establish a potential future, rather than dwelling on the past.......
since we're apart, i feel like we'll often only have the past as a reference and i dont want that. i want us to be in the now, but not being there for each other debilitates (sp?) our ability to do so.
i miss you more than i want to admit.
I think about you all the time, and it freaks me out,
I dont know whether people fall in love with how they are treated or they actual person, this is something i've always contemplated but either way its scary. i've never loved anyone before. (for reiterations' sake i'm not saying i love you baby, but that love scares me x)
I miss, the way you talk to me,
the way you touch my hand when your driving, or beside me.
your openness.
the way you look into my eyes and demand nothing but honesty.
I miss your tenderness, and your sweetness.
I miss you inside me, our intimacy wrapping around us like a blanket on a cold winters day, i just miss us. which does seem ridiculous considering the time frame, but it is what it is, and i still miss it.
which often seems ridiculous considering i didnt feel this way with people ihad been seeing for over a year, and yet i see you a week and cant help myself.
I dunno baby, i'm not trying to be a sook, and i'm sorry if its gettin old to you, i guess i just appreciate what we had, and i miss you is all, and i dont know any other way to express it. i cant be intimate with you, i can only write you how i feel, and i know that that may not suffice, but take it for what it is i guess :)
missin you heaps and wishin we could be together
xoxo
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Here's what I do...
Here’s what I do;
I'm not bad looking, but I'm no 'stavro's nacho's' mother fucker either haha. Small things like not eating macca's everyday and not smoking does wonders. You know how hard these girls work to look hot for you? The least you can do is eat healthy and run around the block five times a week and not belch all over yourself. Keep stylish and always believe you’re gorgeous, smooth and a charmer even if it's not currently happening all these outside factors will catch up with your mentality. Watch for the negativity that slowly creeps in, you pretty much always have to be reinforcing that you're awesome.
The problem with RSD and MM is that some of us think they're undeniably lame and whether they are or not will always be up for debate(some place else), If the methods are so awesome why do some of us think they’re lame? With me; I want everyone to be enticed, in awe, at ease and in love with me. AKA just fucking smooth as silk baby, I don't believe the people at RSD and MM have achieved this and saturating the market place with new fang dangled product to get the girl isn't helping the credibility either, otherwise why all the hate? (It can be argued that their are those that are just hating on success but everybody still loves Juggler)
So what are the characteristics of a dude who is just smooth as silk? To me he is
-Truthful, joyful, loving, laidback
-Confident and calm
-Collected, carefree and easy going
-Funny, witty and humorous
-Can make anyone smile
-Solid with strength
-Has sex appeal, non-hesitant
-Clear complexion, attractive, fit and healthy
-High sex drive, intelligent, friendly, kind, assertive and talkative
-Smart, beautiful, strong
-Never inadequate
-Never afraid, a flirt
-Never flips out
-Romantic
-Not caring what they think
-A go getter
-Charismatic
-Original
-Cool and cooler
-Brave, powerful, vigorous
-Everyone falls in love with him
-Irresistible
-Sure of himself
-Getting chased for sex
-Is great sex
-Unbreakable
-Good looking
-At ease
-Enjoyable
-Spiced with cheekiness
-Light-hearted
-All this he just knows
All these points I try to embody and this is actually my list I have written in a first person format that I read over every morning and night, nothing too ritualistic. 1-3 times is enough. Just believe you are all this and you’ll see how stuff turns around. You’ll start walking taller, you won’t only have skills in a nightclub, each and every situation will be fair game and you won’t be a weird mother fucker in your everyday normal situation like a PUA is, those shop girls you thought you could never touch even with all that nightclub wizardry will be blushing when you talk to them.
Being a natural is good but a structure has its place, you can't tell a football team to just go out there and play natural, they do so but with an underlying framework and a championship winning team keeps it tight. All your underlying feelings thoughts, emotions, body mechanics, etc are all players on the team that makeup you. I don't want to get too esoteric on you, but just keep your whole steez tight.
I'm a fan of the Adam Lyon's (C-R)+Q+E=A system. Nice and simple but I never really strictly follow it, I'm always playing it by ear and it's just tucked away back there in the bottom of my head when I do need some guidance. Also I like Paul Janka, and I only picked these guys because they have small ebooks and you don't need to give up half your life to watch/read the whole thing.
I hear a lot of cool lines and routines but I like to keep all my moves original in fact I go out of my way to not use anyone else’s shit and not even the same lines and various sayings that even I make up, again. You do find yourself coming back to anecdotes of lines you made up from time to time but I like to always keep it fresh. This way I get my whole own style and you won’t believe the shit you can come up with on the spot plus, we can’t all be shirt and blazer wearing cats. Remember the pickup artist show, when Mystery lines up all his protégés before one gets voted off? All of those blokes where all shirt, blazer wearing highlighted hair mother fucker clones. Hahahaha get the fuck outta here and get your own fucking style pleassssssssssssssssseeeee.
Remember you have just as much choice as her. I don’t believe in ploughing and when you believe and know that you're good with women you don't need to approach woman constantly for "practise", because you're already fucking sick awesome at this shit so their is no need to approach on random’s you don't even like constantly, it’s already within you. Have some standards, me personally I only go for 8 and up and those which really stop me in my tracks, I don’t need to work myself up the scale, the hottest girl ever is ready for me now. I’m not really into ploughing because if the girl isn't smart enough to know I’m good for her she’s probably mentally retarded and I shouldn’t be getting with any mentally retarded girls haha.
Further; you know how you read about all these one off news stories about how there was this bag of money just sitting somewhere in some city street and everyone just happened to be passing/walking by it… well I'm that bag of money and if she denies me she’s simply missed her opportunity at picking up that bag of fucking money. So don’t be too harsh on yourself.
In the media today we are saturated with girls teasing us. Me? I don’t like this, you see things like Ralph, FHM, Maxim etc all these girls you know the look, looking at us all seductive over the shoulder, lips half open, eyes half closed just covering themselves up like “Yeah you can’t have me…” like a tease, please! Fuck that shit my girls don’t tease me, they fucking love me and hound me and can’t wait to see me. I much prefer a scene where she’s in love… longing, wondering…like sighing… “Oh where is he…” I’ll draw a picture if you want haha. I believe all my fucking girls love me. Whether this is true or not doesn’t matter.
Even in our pickup community we get told the girl has a hundred and one guys trying to get in touch with her and you have to out game all the other guys and shit. Nahh aaaahh. Not in my fucking world. In my world the hottest of the hottest girls are simply sitting at home alone bored shitless and lonely wondering where the fuck I am. She’s in love… longing, wondering…like sighing… “Oh where is he…” And you know what’s been happening? I’ve met some beautiful girls, absolute stunners who have been doing sweet fuck all lonely and at home and have no guys hounding them.
This is why you can and should always, always, always put her in her place if she ice queen fucks with you and acts cold. If you’re cool, calm and light-hearted this will take care of itself if you’re sticking to your unbreakable guns. Don’t panic and if you think she’s slipping away, she will. Stay calm, stay calm, stay calm. Please don’t you ever flip the fuck out and you’ll always lose her in the end with no play even if you have her for the moment but you let her humiliate you. Putting her and anyone in there place is actually a very healthy thing you can do for a relationship. Stay light-hearted.
On approaching really man honestly you know if you step to her like a bumbling pussy it’s not really going to go great. You really have to go all the way and rock it, don’t half step or safe open (saying “hey…” like a pussy willow as she walks by haha)
And finally don’t use PUA lingo, it’s totally gay and don’t fuck off your friends just because they’re in relationships and/or not good with women. I’ve learned the more better shit from people who aren’t “guru’s” so don’t pay someone 3 grand plus to hang out with you for three days. If I paid someone 3 grand plus to hang out with, we’d be getting fucking married haha.
Anyway this works for me, I just got off the phone with a girl and she confessed she loved me like ‘in love’ and it has only been a week.
On that note don’t discount love it’s a beautiful thing.
Easy
Zib
Further reading: http://sinnsofattraction.blogspot.com/2008/07/kurgens-wager.html
I'm not bad looking, but I'm no 'stavro's nacho's' mother fucker either haha. Small things like not eating macca's everyday and not smoking does wonders. You know how hard these girls work to look hot for you? The least you can do is eat healthy and run around the block five times a week and not belch all over yourself. Keep stylish and always believe you’re gorgeous, smooth and a charmer even if it's not currently happening all these outside factors will catch up with your mentality. Watch for the negativity that slowly creeps in, you pretty much always have to be reinforcing that you're awesome.
The problem with RSD and MM is that some of us think they're undeniably lame and whether they are or not will always be up for debate(some place else), If the methods are so awesome why do some of us think they’re lame? With me; I want everyone to be enticed, in awe, at ease and in love with me. AKA just fucking smooth as silk baby, I don't believe the people at RSD and MM have achieved this and saturating the market place with new fang dangled product to get the girl isn't helping the credibility either, otherwise why all the hate? (It can be argued that their are those that are just hating on success but everybody still loves Juggler)
So what are the characteristics of a dude who is just smooth as silk? To me he is
-Truthful, joyful, loving, laidback
-Confident and calm
-Collected, carefree and easy going
-Funny, witty and humorous
-Can make anyone smile
-Solid with strength
-Has sex appeal, non-hesitant
-Clear complexion, attractive, fit and healthy
-High sex drive, intelligent, friendly, kind, assertive and talkative
-Smart, beautiful, strong
-Never inadequate
-Never afraid, a flirt
-Never flips out
-Romantic
-Not caring what they think
-A go getter
-Charismatic
-Original
-Cool and cooler
-Brave, powerful, vigorous
-Everyone falls in love with him
-Irresistible
-Sure of himself
-Getting chased for sex
-Is great sex
-Unbreakable
-Good looking
-At ease
-Enjoyable
-Spiced with cheekiness
-Light-hearted
-All this he just knows
All these points I try to embody and this is actually my list I have written in a first person format that I read over every morning and night, nothing too ritualistic. 1-3 times is enough. Just believe you are all this and you’ll see how stuff turns around. You’ll start walking taller, you won’t only have skills in a nightclub, each and every situation will be fair game and you won’t be a weird mother fucker in your everyday normal situation like a PUA is, those shop girls you thought you could never touch even with all that nightclub wizardry will be blushing when you talk to them.
Being a natural is good but a structure has its place, you can't tell a football team to just go out there and play natural, they do so but with an underlying framework and a championship winning team keeps it tight. All your underlying feelings thoughts, emotions, body mechanics, etc are all players on the team that makeup you. I don't want to get too esoteric on you, but just keep your whole steez tight.
I'm a fan of the Adam Lyon's (C-R)+Q+E=A system. Nice and simple but I never really strictly follow it, I'm always playing it by ear and it's just tucked away back there in the bottom of my head when I do need some guidance. Also I like Paul Janka, and I only picked these guys because they have small ebooks and you don't need to give up half your life to watch/read the whole thing.
I hear a lot of cool lines and routines but I like to keep all my moves original in fact I go out of my way to not use anyone else’s shit and not even the same lines and various sayings that even I make up, again. You do find yourself coming back to anecdotes of lines you made up from time to time but I like to always keep it fresh. This way I get my whole own style and you won’t believe the shit you can come up with on the spot plus, we can’t all be shirt and blazer wearing cats. Remember the pickup artist show, when Mystery lines up all his protégés before one gets voted off? All of those blokes where all shirt, blazer wearing highlighted hair mother fucker clones. Hahahaha get the fuck outta here and get your own fucking style pleassssssssssssssssseeeee.
Remember you have just as much choice as her. I don’t believe in ploughing and when you believe and know that you're good with women you don't need to approach woman constantly for "practise", because you're already fucking sick awesome at this shit so their is no need to approach on random’s you don't even like constantly, it’s already within you. Have some standards, me personally I only go for 8 and up and those which really stop me in my tracks, I don’t need to work myself up the scale, the hottest girl ever is ready for me now. I’m not really into ploughing because if the girl isn't smart enough to know I’m good for her she’s probably mentally retarded and I shouldn’t be getting with any mentally retarded girls haha.
Further; you know how you read about all these one off news stories about how there was this bag of money just sitting somewhere in some city street and everyone just happened to be passing/walking by it… well I'm that bag of money and if she denies me she’s simply missed her opportunity at picking up that bag of fucking money. So don’t be too harsh on yourself.
In the media today we are saturated with girls teasing us. Me? I don’t like this, you see things like Ralph, FHM, Maxim etc all these girls you know the look, looking at us all seductive over the shoulder, lips half open, eyes half closed just covering themselves up like “Yeah you can’t have me…” like a tease, please! Fuck that shit my girls don’t tease me, they fucking love me and hound me and can’t wait to see me. I much prefer a scene where she’s in love… longing, wondering…like sighing… “Oh where is he…” I’ll draw a picture if you want haha. I believe all my fucking girls love me. Whether this is true or not doesn’t matter.
Even in our pickup community we get told the girl has a hundred and one guys trying to get in touch with her and you have to out game all the other guys and shit. Nahh aaaahh. Not in my fucking world. In my world the hottest of the hottest girls are simply sitting at home alone bored shitless and lonely wondering where the fuck I am. She’s in love… longing, wondering…like sighing… “Oh where is he…” And you know what’s been happening? I’ve met some beautiful girls, absolute stunners who have been doing sweet fuck all lonely and at home and have no guys hounding them.
This is why you can and should always, always, always put her in her place if she ice queen fucks with you and acts cold. If you’re cool, calm and light-hearted this will take care of itself if you’re sticking to your unbreakable guns. Don’t panic and if you think she’s slipping away, she will. Stay calm, stay calm, stay calm. Please don’t you ever flip the fuck out and you’ll always lose her in the end with no play even if you have her for the moment but you let her humiliate you. Putting her and anyone in there place is actually a very healthy thing you can do for a relationship. Stay light-hearted.
On approaching really man honestly you know if you step to her like a bumbling pussy it’s not really going to go great. You really have to go all the way and rock it, don’t half step or safe open (saying “hey…” like a pussy willow as she walks by haha)
And finally don’t use PUA lingo, it’s totally gay and don’t fuck off your friends just because they’re in relationships and/or not good with women. I’ve learned the more better shit from people who aren’t “guru’s” so don’t pay someone 3 grand plus to hang out with you for three days. If I paid someone 3 grand plus to hang out with, we’d be getting fucking married haha.
Anyway this works for me, I just got off the phone with a girl and she confessed she loved me like ‘in love’ and it has only been a week.
On that note don’t discount love it’s a beautiful thing.
Easy
Zib
Further reading: http://sinnsofattraction.blogspot.com/2008/07/kurgens-wager.html
LR: Zib fucks up back home
This happened when I returned home and went out I was suppose to post it yesterday haha
So I’m back home now and hit the local Friday night. I didn’t really step and got blown to hell on my first for the night haha, so I was like “Yayaah I need more of this shit yum.” Problem was those damn lair blokes are well ballsy stepping to everything in site before I even begin to contemplate whether I should go or not . (I deal with strictly dimes.) Anyway one of the lads is hitting up this fine fine feline and some bloke was cramping his style and I jumped in and winged taking the heat off holding the attention of the two blokes after that that was it.
Its cold as and I’m wearing a hoodie and this knitted jumper I remember looking in the mirror getting ready earlier in the night and thinking to myself “Haha, I look like a fucking snowman.”
That was how I started talking to the girls “Hey, do I look like a fucking snowman?” I was using that and “Yo whatup biaaaatch.” The second one I liked much better and as I was walking through this courtyard area this girl stops me and says; “Hey, how’s it going?” She’s not really my flavour but I stick around because she’s smart for liking me haha and a friend is talking to the other girl, so I say “Yo whatup biaaaaaaatch”
“Did you just call me a bitch?”
“Sure did baby, the fuck you gonna do huh? Haha”
“Take a picture with me!”
“Fuck that, taking pictures is weak. I’m out haha.”
“No you have too!”
This girl drags her friend over and I cup my hands on both their titties because you know, they where there and as we take a photo;
“I can’t believe you’re grabbing our tits”
“Shutup and pose baby”
Now this is not me being a blatant asshole, my philosophy is always being a light-hearted funny cunt. That and just keep calm and collected, I deserve whoever I want and give it to me now, oh and your only supposed to put splotches of vegemite on buttered toasted bread. Last one is verrrrrrrrrrrrrrry important.
I wasn’t really into these girls but I grabbed the number of the friend because I overheard her talking how she wants to get laid. It was easy because she was pent up and hot for it, don’t know if I’ll bother though because she’s not really hot enough.
There is this foreign girl inside from Canada my friend brought along and I’m chatting to her for a bit about how I look like a snowman, she’s pulling on my rip cord for a few minutes and waltzes off. A girl is passing through and she has red super girl boots on and I tell her that and she’s being a bit of a bitch at first then I tell her to “Calm the fuck down I’m gay.” And she looses the attitude.
“You’re not gay!”
“Yeah I am the gayest guy you ever saw”
“I’m going to hook you up with my friend!”
Haha this gay guy comes over and he’s got a seductive look like he’s actually going to get some play and I say to her;
“Fuck that, I want to fuck you in the ass not your boyfriend.”
“Ha! Oh my god!”
“Don’t worry I’m only joking… unless you want me too haha.”
The gay guy cock blocks and drags her away but as she’s passing through she pinches my ass so you know she was into that shit.
Later outside I’m talking to this nice Indian girl about fuck knows I can’t remember but somehow I got the math, she’s slender and tall and that’s very yum. There is this bloke dancing like a stooge and apparently he’s a “professional” I find this out when I’m talking to her older girlfriend and later she confesses that deep down she thinks she dances like a stooge too, I don’t really do steals but I decide I’m going for her because I feel sorry for her that she has to hang out with stooginess, seriously it’s hard to explain but his limbs are flying around in quick spastic jerks and it’s just not cricket you know… so I say;
“Hey I feel sorry for you”
“Ahh he’s alright haha” she says sheepishly
“Do you wanna get fucked in the ass by a real man?”
“Sure why don’t you give me your number and we’ll hook up, I can’t tonight though I’m with him”
“Haha cool with me it’s your self esteem”
Later I send her a text saying “I’m going to destroy your pussy.”
“Can’t wait! xx”
Fucking dirtbag.
I end up standing with the Canadian girl again in this circle. One of the guys says “Wow that guy’s a cool dancer!” and points to the stooge. Me and her roll our eyes haha.
“I reckon you’re going home with him.”
“Haha fuck off”
“Which one of these boys here would you like to go home with?
“It’s not about going home with someone, why do I have to go home with someone? That’s stupid and I’m all about finding a connection with someone.”
“That’s a good reaction to have.”
“Umm no, I don’t just hook up with complete randoms, I have respect for myself and that is something I just don’t do.”
“Wow you’re pretty vicious, you are like MEHHR!” and I say ‘mehhr’ while making cat claws
“Haha shutup!”
“Lighten the fuckup MEHHR! You’re allowed to MEHHR! You don’t have to be all ‘I hate men’ MEHHR!”
She’s laughing her ass off but I get;
“I’m going to the bar.”
“Can you get me a vodka and orange?”
“Haha no!”
I follow her to the bar which is an inside short walk;
“So why you hate men?”
“It’s not about that, guys don’t know how to treat a lady and…
Seriously at this point she goes on this monologue about relationships and how you’re suppose to meet that one soul mate with a connection and I’m just “yep…yep…cool…haha. (wow this is bullshit)” It’s just all about noble, morals; honour and picture perfect romance you know…
“Well hell baby I’m here don’t miss it.”
Anyway the place shuts down and me, her and a good mate move off to the open club next door, where partying it up and she’s ignoring me. My friend disappears he later told me he somehow ended up hanging with a tribe of aboriginals and experienced some culture haha oh shit wtf man wtf haha.
After awhile
I sit next to her “I’m actually the romantic type down with all that you’re talking…” and I go on a monologue about heart felt relationships and the displacement of opportunity in our society that leads to the endemic mistake of misrepresentation of ones soul mate as is sitting around out there just waiting and I can’t fucking believe it but after all the moral liberal stern walls she had up we end up kissing and it was pretty hot haha. After a short make out we leave and I walk her to my car to drive her to her car but she doesn’t know where it is and we end up taking these laps around the city where I just pull over and start making out with her, I do this until my cock is out and she’s injecting her libertarian rules about how “How this doesn’t happen to her…oh you’re pushing my head down how romantic…nothing is going to happen…I’m not screwing you in your car you can just forget it.”
We decide to just go to her house and sleep and find her car in the morning and that was her idea haha.
I take a shower at her place and rest up till she finishes her shower, she hops into her bed and you know………..
We get our fuck on but she isn’t cool with me pulling her hair and spanking her ass and likes it more romantic. Plus she can only go one round but it is a long session and it’s dusk outside after awhile of plugging away she has to stop because I’ve throttled that shit and none of us cum. I miss my sex fiend Melbourne girl…did I mention I love that city…
So at pillow talk I ask her what was it about me. She tells me she liked me the first time she saw me, plus she liked the fact we weren’t talking about what we do for a living and she pretended to be lost and she knows where her car is haha
Then in the morning after fondling one another I blew my load on her titties.
Lovely and eventful hot evening return out yum yay haha
zib
So I’m back home now and hit the local Friday night. I didn’t really step and got blown to hell on my first for the night haha, so I was like “Yayaah I need more of this shit yum.” Problem was those damn lair blokes are well ballsy stepping to everything in site before I even begin to contemplate whether I should go or not . (I deal with strictly dimes.) Anyway one of the lads is hitting up this fine fine feline and some bloke was cramping his style and I jumped in and winged taking the heat off holding the attention of the two blokes after that that was it.
Its cold as and I’m wearing a hoodie and this knitted jumper I remember looking in the mirror getting ready earlier in the night and thinking to myself “Haha, I look like a fucking snowman.”
That was how I started talking to the girls “Hey, do I look like a fucking snowman?” I was using that and “Yo whatup biaaaatch.” The second one I liked much better and as I was walking through this courtyard area this girl stops me and says; “Hey, how’s it going?” She’s not really my flavour but I stick around because she’s smart for liking me haha and a friend is talking to the other girl, so I say “Yo whatup biaaaaaaatch”
“Did you just call me a bitch?”
“Sure did baby, the fuck you gonna do huh? Haha”
“Take a picture with me!”
“Fuck that, taking pictures is weak. I’m out haha.”
“No you have too!”
This girl drags her friend over and I cup my hands on both their titties because you know, they where there and as we take a photo;
“I can’t believe you’re grabbing our tits”
“Shutup and pose baby”
Now this is not me being a blatant asshole, my philosophy is always being a light-hearted funny cunt. That and just keep calm and collected, I deserve whoever I want and give it to me now, oh and your only supposed to put splotches of vegemite on buttered toasted bread. Last one is verrrrrrrrrrrrrrry important.
I wasn’t really into these girls but I grabbed the number of the friend because I overheard her talking how she wants to get laid. It was easy because she was pent up and hot for it, don’t know if I’ll bother though because she’s not really hot enough.
There is this foreign girl inside from Canada my friend brought along and I’m chatting to her for a bit about how I look like a snowman, she’s pulling on my rip cord for a few minutes and waltzes off. A girl is passing through and she has red super girl boots on and I tell her that and she’s being a bit of a bitch at first then I tell her to “Calm the fuck down I’m gay.” And she looses the attitude.
“You’re not gay!”
“Yeah I am the gayest guy you ever saw”
“I’m going to hook you up with my friend!”
Haha this gay guy comes over and he’s got a seductive look like he’s actually going to get some play and I say to her;
“Fuck that, I want to fuck you in the ass not your boyfriend.”
“Ha! Oh my god!”
“Don’t worry I’m only joking… unless you want me too haha.”
The gay guy cock blocks and drags her away but as she’s passing through she pinches my ass so you know she was into that shit.
Later outside I’m talking to this nice Indian girl about fuck knows I can’t remember but somehow I got the math, she’s slender and tall and that’s very yum. There is this bloke dancing like a stooge and apparently he’s a “professional” I find this out when I’m talking to her older girlfriend and later she confesses that deep down she thinks she dances like a stooge too, I don’t really do steals but I decide I’m going for her because I feel sorry for her that she has to hang out with stooginess, seriously it’s hard to explain but his limbs are flying around in quick spastic jerks and it’s just not cricket you know… so I say;
“Hey I feel sorry for you”
“Ahh he’s alright haha” she says sheepishly
“Do you wanna get fucked in the ass by a real man?”
“Sure why don’t you give me your number and we’ll hook up, I can’t tonight though I’m with him”
“Haha cool with me it’s your self esteem”
Later I send her a text saying “I’m going to destroy your pussy.”
“Can’t wait! xx”
Fucking dirtbag.
I end up standing with the Canadian girl again in this circle. One of the guys says “Wow that guy’s a cool dancer!” and points to the stooge. Me and her roll our eyes haha.
“I reckon you’re going home with him.”
“Haha fuck off”
“Which one of these boys here would you like to go home with?
“It’s not about going home with someone, why do I have to go home with someone? That’s stupid and I’m all about finding a connection with someone.”
“That’s a good reaction to have.”
“Umm no, I don’t just hook up with complete randoms, I have respect for myself and that is something I just don’t do.”
“Wow you’re pretty vicious, you are like MEHHR!” and I say ‘mehhr’ while making cat claws
“Haha shutup!”
“Lighten the fuckup MEHHR! You’re allowed to MEHHR! You don’t have to be all ‘I hate men’ MEHHR!”
She’s laughing her ass off but I get;
“I’m going to the bar.”
“Can you get me a vodka and orange?”
“Haha no!”
I follow her to the bar which is an inside short walk;
“So why you hate men?”
“It’s not about that, guys don’t know how to treat a lady and…
Seriously at this point she goes on this monologue about relationships and how you’re suppose to meet that one soul mate with a connection and I’m just “yep…yep…cool…haha. (wow this is bullshit)” It’s just all about noble, morals; honour and picture perfect romance you know…
“Well hell baby I’m here don’t miss it.”
Anyway the place shuts down and me, her and a good mate move off to the open club next door, where partying it up and she’s ignoring me. My friend disappears he later told me he somehow ended up hanging with a tribe of aboriginals and experienced some culture haha oh shit wtf man wtf haha.
After awhile
I sit next to her “I’m actually the romantic type down with all that you’re talking…” and I go on a monologue about heart felt relationships and the displacement of opportunity in our society that leads to the endemic mistake of misrepresentation of ones soul mate as is sitting around out there just waiting and I can’t fucking believe it but after all the moral liberal stern walls she had up we end up kissing and it was pretty hot haha. After a short make out we leave and I walk her to my car to drive her to her car but she doesn’t know where it is and we end up taking these laps around the city where I just pull over and start making out with her, I do this until my cock is out and she’s injecting her libertarian rules about how “How this doesn’t happen to her…oh you’re pushing my head down how romantic…nothing is going to happen…I’m not screwing you in your car you can just forget it.”
We decide to just go to her house and sleep and find her car in the morning and that was her idea haha.
I take a shower at her place and rest up till she finishes her shower, she hops into her bed and you know………..
We get our fuck on but she isn’t cool with me pulling her hair and spanking her ass and likes it more romantic. Plus she can only go one round but it is a long session and it’s dusk outside after awhile of plugging away she has to stop because I’ve throttled that shit and none of us cum. I miss my sex fiend Melbourne girl…did I mention I love that city…
So at pillow talk I ask her what was it about me. She tells me she liked me the first time she saw me, plus she liked the fact we weren’t talking about what we do for a living and she pretended to be lost and she knows where her car is haha
Then in the morning after fondling one another I blew my load on her titties.
Lovely and eventful hot evening return out yum yay haha
zib
Friday, July 18, 2008
-LR Zib fucks up Melbourne
Wo wo wo wo wo wo wo.
Wo wo wo wo wo wo wo.
(Repeat x2)
Okay let’s update this bitch with some real content. This will be a long one but stick around, there is info about how I got a girl from one of those designer fashion stores and we all know how fucking smoking hot they are. (Ctrl+F search LR: Zib fucks up Melbourne if you'd like to skip)
But first let’s catch up alittle…
I was at sapphire and had just gone through this whole bullshit process on the Friday night to get my mate into the club when by the time I had given him my shoes and we swapped back through the small hole off onto the side of the gated fence there was already quite a line, so I’m standing there lining up and next to me walking up plugging away on her phone come’s this gorgeous girl with gorgeous gorgeous tittie’s.
“Hey” I say
“Hi” she replies
And we started chatting about random shit and pretty soon we where holding hands in the line and after another while I went in for a kiss and she moved back shyly at first and said “Nooo we’re not even in the club yet…”
“Haha, you can’t blame me for trying though right? Look at you. So yum.” said with a cool smile. As the line progressed we where keeping each other warm hugging and we kept the banter going,
“This is shit you guys should just go to your place.” Said my friend standing behind me
“Yeah okay I can take you home if you want.” She said haha
I don’t know what I was thinking but I opted to stay in the line, I think it had something to do with my friend going back home to London the next day. Anyway her friends came out and they are saying “Hey it’s shit let’s go…” and she says “Hey I’m going to run and go to Northbridge, you’re welcome to come?”
I got the math and a hot kiss goodbye and instead decided to go inside. After an hour or so inside I decided yeah this is pretty shit what the fuck was I thinking so I messaged her and said “Hey I change my mind this is shit, can you come back and pick me up.”
After a couple drinks and general partying with the mates I totally forget and look at my phone and there is a message “Hey, I’m outside can you come outside babe xx”
Shit, I didn’t hear it come in and I replied probably a good while later saying “Sorry I missed you…whoops”. No response. Oh well haha
On Saturday I went to Seven Sea’s, it’s new and hot for those into those bohemian alternative style house type amplifier chicks, they’re yummy as and it’s up on Beaufort. Classy spot yeh. On the balcony I spent an hour talking shit making her laugh only to tell me she has a husband, this happened twice but inbetween that I was at the bar and this hot little brunette with a lovely lovely rack comes by and I go “Hey”
We smile and talk and she says “Wow you’re not like other guys.” I take that as cool let’s go for the number and she gives a stock standard “No we can’t, I just met you and stuff…”. We where only talking for about five minutes. “I say why are you making this hard? Just exchange numbers you win okay, I’ve been seduced yay, hooray!” She laughs and we swap the math and she tells me to call her but the problem is I forgot her name but her number is in my phone somewhere and basically I have to go through this roll call of calling all the girls names I don’t recognise in my phone to find it, that will be fun. Later my friend told me he was cutting my lunch talking to her and all she spoke about was me and it was pissing him off haha.
That same night my other friend told me he liked this girl but there was some blonde model looking guy getting really really close. I don’t really like doing this but I love my mates so I say “Hey what’s up” to the girl and we begin talking shit and brad pitt which long hair is just standing there, I can’t remember what I said but it was cool I think because she said “Hey you’re funny!” and the blonde guy we called “Thor” bailed afterwards. I let my mate take over who knows what happened, later that night she was coming down stairs and we exchanged numbers and I said when are you taking me out? She goe’s “How’s your tomorrow?”. Woah haha. I politely left because I don’t cut lunch. She was smoking though.
On Sunday at Bris I was chilling with Silvers, Droog, and J2A. J2A had been talking to these fine ass blondes and wanted a wing.
After they blatantly ignored us when we came up (They where chatting about some bloke), I shouted over the top of them something like “Oi! HELLO!” and then J2A did his thing with his and I stepped to mine. She was ignoring me hard at first so I say…
“Hey what where you guys discussing because I’m like doctor Phil and I know what I’m doing and I solve everybody’s problems easy.” She laughed which broke down her defences and she tells me about how she hates men. I tell her I hate men also and I start singing her the Destiny’s Child – Independent Women song which sounds fucking dorky as hell but trust me she is now in stitches. After ages together this girl is very vibrant and bubbly and this bouncer comes in and starts talking shit hugging her. I say without missing a beat “Hey man, shouldn’t you be standing guard?” He fucks off, then this other mildly old looking stooge comes in and hits on J2A’s girl and we’ve been there for fucking yonkers and I’m not going anywhere. He then says to my girl “Hey, I’m still coming over right?” trying to fuck with me but I know he’s bluffing and I say.
“Hey…whose dad is this?”
He tells me that they’ve been seeing each other a long time and they’re very into each other" saying this as he's kissing her on the cheek with his arms around her, I say
“Yeah I know I can tell you’re very attractive.”
“Are you being sarcastic mate?”
“Nah bro I’m actually really into you and could see how it works.” I say with a polite smile looking him dead in the eye. He fucks off. And I start chatting with my girl again and she says “I met him only tonight” We laugh and I tease her about being into sixty year olds. After awhile she bubbly bounces off again and this time I use Droog who is passing by and chit chat with him so I don't look like a total loner (thanks buddy). She comes back finally and after more random funny shit (sorry guys it’s all off the head and hard to remember) she asks me for my number, more talking ensues then I dare her to make out with her friend. She does just that and I slap them both on the ass while they’re being Lesbos’s. All the bouncers at the door are gawking and a bouncer say’s to me “You should be looking at that mate.”
I say “Yeah you would haha.”
I like my girls innocent so I bail
Then I went to Melbourne for three days.
LR: Zib fucks up Melbourne
On my second day there I was zig zagging through the inner city and I walked into this designer clothing store. I see this hot hot smoking blonde with giant titties on a hot slim body serving this stooge from fuck knows. After listening in I could tell he was having a crack himself haha but sorry my friend I decided she would be mine. I took my time looking through all the gear and finally he leaves.
“Hey can I help you with anything?” She says with a sales smile.
“Yeah I’m looking for one of those Alfie trench coats and scarves everyone’s rocking here in Melbourne, everyone’s so cool with those and I want to fit in.”
“Haha okay, well we have….(blah blah blah sales pitch point to coat)”
“Whoa, damn girl you’re going for my jugular early, this is a 600 buck jacket my wife would kill me if I bought this and I don’t know how I’d pay off the mortgage and support the kids if I came home with one of these.”
“You have a wife and kids and a mortgage?”
“Haha no silly your cute haha, so where am I suppose to go in Melbourne for fun?”
We have a long convo about clubbing and I find out she’s from Perth and I ask if the Northbridge Melbourne equivalent is just as seedy?
“Haha yes it is, in fact my first night here I got bashed some bitch came up and started hitting me from behind.”
“Well she didn’t do a good job, because you’re still beautiful.” I said with a straight face. I see her melt in front of me and she grabs my arm
“AAaaaaaaaaaawww you’re so nice...”
That was all she wrote after this, this and also after that she told me she gets in anywhere because all she has to do is shakes her cans and she does this with me standing right in front of her *showing me a titty shake dance* and it was simply;
“(Hmm right.) Hey can I pinch your number so you can show me around, I ain’t here long though.”
“Yeah sure.”
Afterwards I continued around the city texting her throughout the day and it got really sexually heated. It is now around 6 o’clock and she tells me to come back to the store just as my battery is dying. I walk in and it’s me and her but their is a slight problem, she is now being abit cold like an ice queen but as a man who is unbreakable and don’t give a fuck, I flip that shit around instantly (It’s all in the demeanour). She has to cash up and I have to go outside, I can’t be fucked walking her to her tram because I’m suppose to go to a restaurant with a couple mates. She says;
“So what you’re not gonna walk me?”
“Well to be honest I have somewhere else to be.”
“Wow, if you stayed I would have got with you, but now you’re getting nothing.”
“Oh well.” As I start to leave…
“Hey I’m serious I may of even kissed you.”
While she’s standing at the shop door I move in and kiss her and say
“But I already have it...”
“Haha, youuuuuuuuu…go away!” she says smilingly.
Afterwards I organised for her to meet me tomorrow at 9 o’clock in the fucking morning the next day. I have to shop later. Telling her to come to my place and she goes “Haha you wish!” but agreed to see me at 9am the next day.
That night I was hanging out with my best mates’ mum’s cousin. Being a calm cool kind mofo has its drawback’s. After my friends aunty takes us out and my friends who are a couple bail, she starts to hit on me. She is forty plus with a current husband and three kids and three restaurants which are raking in money. Just goes to show money isn’t everything… anyway it didn’t stop this from happening.
In a club called revolver I walk up to the bar and walk back across the dance floor seated by a pool table, this girl who is fine has blatantly followed me and sat next to me, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh shit I love this city.
“Hey.”
“Hi what’s your name haha?”
After we talk for abit I’m feeling ballsy and say;
“Hey let me show you a magic trick, can you close your eyes for me and cover your eyes with your hands...” She does just that and I kiss her. After making out she says;
“Haha oh shit we can’t do this! My husband is just over there!”
“Whoops…sorry girl I’m not a home wrecker myself.”
She leaves and I think it's done but a minute later she comes back with her finer, younger, hotter sister and sits her down! Did I mention I love this city?
“Hey this is the guy I told you about from Perth, see how fucking gorgeous he is.”
“Yes he is!” said her sister. Done and done and fucking done.
I literally have the same basic convo with her and I say “Hey you want to see a magic trick?” we kiss.
“Wow does that work on every girl you do that with?”
I say “I dunno but it worked on your sister.”
She laughs and we chat some more and I organise to meet her tomorrow and I don’t know how the fuck I’m going to do this in between meeting the fashion girl tomorrow, shopping and catching a plane home at 8.
My friend’s aunty has seen this go down and now the bouncer won’t let us up because we "looked too smashed". On the way home she tries harder to get something happening and I duck and weave these kiss attempts like a classy boxer and use excuses like “But you’re my best friend’s aunty and you have three fucking kids and a husband you’re married too!” Legitimate yes? Taxi pulls up and she straddles me with the fucking taxi man sitting right there and almost rapes me. I suplex her off, get inside thank fuck and I sleep till 8. I realise I can’t be assed to get up and move the date to 11.
We meet at Flinders and I go for broke and say “It’s cold, come to my place” and we walk to where I’m staying. She’s being a bit ice queeny, but once again all this is trumped when you’re just cool and calm. (Seriously that’s all you need and the entire shit storm gets taken care of for you if in front of everything if you’re simply sure of yourself and inject some light hearted humour in there somewhere – easy.). I didn’t tell you guys before but my friend is the conservative type and he said “No girls allowed over my place!” Pretty weak I know but he is still my friend.
I pop on the laptop with a movie and we make out and I get “But I don’t even know you!”
“Yes I know”, we kiss some more, get naked and she’s in her panties’ with E-size fucking titties bouncing about I shit you not! And I get “But I don’t even know you!”, “Yes I know” panties off to the side a bit of fingering they come off and out comes this sexual beast! And from 11 till 4 we fuck away the afternoon six times with rest breaks inbetween, it was brilliant and I remember the hair pulling and her screaming in her pillow and oh man holy hell it was hot…
Afterwards I’m getting chick insight and she tells me about guys who have been chasing her for years, she literally has some poor bastard who decided “You’re the one for me!” and didn’t relent and at first she was nice with the rejections but with his continued yearly persistence she had to and got meaner and meaner and has been with other guys which he has seen and he’s still chasing her, one time the dude crawled across a hotel lobby on all fours because she ordered it. Also the stooge in the shop before I first met her had been in before three times previous and bought a different 600 dollar jacket each time the sucker, he also went for her number butttttttttttttttt no dice. The whole time we where fucking I’m getting calls from my friends aunty and the hot sister from the night before which I managed to let know I couldn’t make to the date cos you know…
Then we decided to be funny cunts and she calls her sister and it went something like;
“Guess what? I just had the hottest sex with this guy I met yesterday!”
“Haha you fucking slut! How come so early, you're supposed to go out with them for awhile first?”
“I couldn’t help it; he said and did all the right things! We are going to go another round do you want me to leave the phone on so you can listen in?”
“Haha nah that’s alright, have fun fucking randoms.”
Then we fucked again. Then I flew home that now and we now send each other text messages like “Oh how I wish your vice like tight pussy was still wrapped around my hard throbbin cock” and "Your dick tasted so delicious when it was slamming against the back of my throat, fuck I'm wet just thinking about u"
Man I miss her already =(
zib
Wo wo wo wo wo wo wo.
(Repeat x2)
Okay let’s update this bitch with some real content. This will be a long one but stick around, there is info about how I got a girl from one of those designer fashion stores and we all know how fucking smoking hot they are. (Ctrl+F search LR: Zib fucks up Melbourne if you'd like to skip)
But first let’s catch up alittle…
I was at sapphire and had just gone through this whole bullshit process on the Friday night to get my mate into the club when by the time I had given him my shoes and we swapped back through the small hole off onto the side of the gated fence there was already quite a line, so I’m standing there lining up and next to me walking up plugging away on her phone come’s this gorgeous girl with gorgeous gorgeous tittie’s.
“Hey” I say
“Hi” she replies
And we started chatting about random shit and pretty soon we where holding hands in the line and after another while I went in for a kiss and she moved back shyly at first and said “Nooo we’re not even in the club yet…”
“Haha, you can’t blame me for trying though right? Look at you. So yum.” said with a cool smile. As the line progressed we where keeping each other warm hugging and we kept the banter going,
“This is shit you guys should just go to your place.” Said my friend standing behind me
“Yeah okay I can take you home if you want.” She said haha
I don’t know what I was thinking but I opted to stay in the line, I think it had something to do with my friend going back home to London the next day. Anyway her friends came out and they are saying “Hey it’s shit let’s go…” and she says “Hey I’m going to run and go to Northbridge, you’re welcome to come?”
I got the math and a hot kiss goodbye and instead decided to go inside. After an hour or so inside I decided yeah this is pretty shit what the fuck was I thinking so I messaged her and said “Hey I change my mind this is shit, can you come back and pick me up.”
After a couple drinks and general partying with the mates I totally forget and look at my phone and there is a message “Hey, I’m outside can you come outside babe xx”
Shit, I didn’t hear it come in and I replied probably a good while later saying “Sorry I missed you…whoops”. No response. Oh well haha
On Saturday I went to Seven Sea’s, it’s new and hot for those into those bohemian alternative style house type amplifier chicks, they’re yummy as and it’s up on Beaufort. Classy spot yeh. On the balcony I spent an hour talking shit making her laugh only to tell me she has a husband, this happened twice but inbetween that I was at the bar and this hot little brunette with a lovely lovely rack comes by and I go “Hey”
We smile and talk and she says “Wow you’re not like other guys.” I take that as cool let’s go for the number and she gives a stock standard “No we can’t, I just met you and stuff…”. We where only talking for about five minutes. “I say why are you making this hard? Just exchange numbers you win okay, I’ve been seduced yay, hooray!” She laughs and we swap the math and she tells me to call her but the problem is I forgot her name but her number is in my phone somewhere and basically I have to go through this roll call of calling all the girls names I don’t recognise in my phone to find it, that will be fun. Later my friend told me he was cutting my lunch talking to her and all she spoke about was me and it was pissing him off haha.
That same night my other friend told me he liked this girl but there was some blonde model looking guy getting really really close. I don’t really like doing this but I love my mates so I say “Hey what’s up” to the girl and we begin talking shit and brad pitt which long hair is just standing there, I can’t remember what I said but it was cool I think because she said “Hey you’re funny!” and the blonde guy we called “Thor” bailed afterwards. I let my mate take over who knows what happened, later that night she was coming down stairs and we exchanged numbers and I said when are you taking me out? She goe’s “How’s your tomorrow?”. Woah haha. I politely left because I don’t cut lunch. She was smoking though.
On Sunday at Bris I was chilling with Silvers, Droog, and J2A. J2A had been talking to these fine ass blondes and wanted a wing.
After they blatantly ignored us when we came up (They where chatting about some bloke), I shouted over the top of them something like “Oi! HELLO!” and then J2A did his thing with his and I stepped to mine. She was ignoring me hard at first so I say…
“Hey what where you guys discussing because I’m like doctor Phil and I know what I’m doing and I solve everybody’s problems easy.” She laughed which broke down her defences and she tells me about how she hates men. I tell her I hate men also and I start singing her the Destiny’s Child – Independent Women song which sounds fucking dorky as hell but trust me she is now in stitches. After ages together this girl is very vibrant and bubbly and this bouncer comes in and starts talking shit hugging her. I say without missing a beat “Hey man, shouldn’t you be standing guard?” He fucks off, then this other mildly old looking stooge comes in and hits on J2A’s girl and we’ve been there for fucking yonkers and I’m not going anywhere. He then says to my girl “Hey, I’m still coming over right?” trying to fuck with me but I know he’s bluffing and I say.
“Hey…whose dad is this?”
He tells me that they’ve been seeing each other a long time and they’re very into each other" saying this as he's kissing her on the cheek with his arms around her, I say
“Yeah I know I can tell you’re very attractive.”
“Are you being sarcastic mate?”
“Nah bro I’m actually really into you and could see how it works.” I say with a polite smile looking him dead in the eye. He fucks off. And I start chatting with my girl again and she says “I met him only tonight” We laugh and I tease her about being into sixty year olds. After awhile she bubbly bounces off again and this time I use Droog who is passing by and chit chat with him so I don't look like a total loner (thanks buddy). She comes back finally and after more random funny shit (sorry guys it’s all off the head and hard to remember) she asks me for my number, more talking ensues then I dare her to make out with her friend. She does just that and I slap them both on the ass while they’re being Lesbos’s. All the bouncers at the door are gawking and a bouncer say’s to me “You should be looking at that mate.”
I say “Yeah you would haha.”
I like my girls innocent so I bail
Then I went to Melbourne for three days.
LR: Zib fucks up Melbourne
On my second day there I was zig zagging through the inner city and I walked into this designer clothing store. I see this hot hot smoking blonde with giant titties on a hot slim body serving this stooge from fuck knows. After listening in I could tell he was having a crack himself haha but sorry my friend I decided she would be mine. I took my time looking through all the gear and finally he leaves.
“Hey can I help you with anything?” She says with a sales smile.
“Yeah I’m looking for one of those Alfie trench coats and scarves everyone’s rocking here in Melbourne, everyone’s so cool with those and I want to fit in.”
“Haha okay, well we have….(blah blah blah sales pitch point to coat)”
“Whoa, damn girl you’re going for my jugular early, this is a 600 buck jacket my wife would kill me if I bought this and I don’t know how I’d pay off the mortgage and support the kids if I came home with one of these.”
“You have a wife and kids and a mortgage?”
“Haha no silly your cute haha, so where am I suppose to go in Melbourne for fun?”
We have a long convo about clubbing and I find out she’s from Perth and I ask if the Northbridge Melbourne equivalent is just as seedy?
“Haha yes it is, in fact my first night here I got bashed some bitch came up and started hitting me from behind.”
“Well she didn’t do a good job, because you’re still beautiful.” I said with a straight face. I see her melt in front of me and she grabs my arm
“AAaaaaaaaaaawww you’re so nice...”
That was all she wrote after this, this and also after that she told me she gets in anywhere because all she has to do is shakes her cans and she does this with me standing right in front of her *showing me a titty shake dance* and it was simply;
“(Hmm right.) Hey can I pinch your number so you can show me around, I ain’t here long though.”
“Yeah sure.”
Afterwards I continued around the city texting her throughout the day and it got really sexually heated. It is now around 6 o’clock and she tells me to come back to the store just as my battery is dying. I walk in and it’s me and her but their is a slight problem, she is now being abit cold like an ice queen but as a man who is unbreakable and don’t give a fuck, I flip that shit around instantly (It’s all in the demeanour). She has to cash up and I have to go outside, I can’t be fucked walking her to her tram because I’m suppose to go to a restaurant with a couple mates. She says;
“So what you’re not gonna walk me?”
“Well to be honest I have somewhere else to be.”
“Wow, if you stayed I would have got with you, but now you’re getting nothing.”
“Oh well.” As I start to leave…
“Hey I’m serious I may of even kissed you.”
While she’s standing at the shop door I move in and kiss her and say
“But I already have it...”
“Haha, youuuuuuuuu…go away!” she says smilingly.
Afterwards I organised for her to meet me tomorrow at 9 o’clock in the fucking morning the next day. I have to shop later. Telling her to come to my place and she goes “Haha you wish!” but agreed to see me at 9am the next day.
That night I was hanging out with my best mates’ mum’s cousin. Being a calm cool kind mofo has its drawback’s. After my friends aunty takes us out and my friends who are a couple bail, she starts to hit on me. She is forty plus with a current husband and three kids and three restaurants which are raking in money. Just goes to show money isn’t everything… anyway it didn’t stop this from happening.
In a club called revolver I walk up to the bar and walk back across the dance floor seated by a pool table, this girl who is fine has blatantly followed me and sat next to me, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh shit I love this city.
“Hey.”
“Hi what’s your name haha?”
After we talk for abit I’m feeling ballsy and say;
“Hey let me show you a magic trick, can you close your eyes for me and cover your eyes with your hands...” She does just that and I kiss her. After making out she says;
“Haha oh shit we can’t do this! My husband is just over there!”
“Whoops…sorry girl I’m not a home wrecker myself.”
She leaves and I think it's done but a minute later she comes back with her finer, younger, hotter sister and sits her down! Did I mention I love this city?
“Hey this is the guy I told you about from Perth, see how fucking gorgeous he is.”
“Yes he is!” said her sister. Done and done and fucking done.
I literally have the same basic convo with her and I say “Hey you want to see a magic trick?” we kiss.
“Wow does that work on every girl you do that with?”
I say “I dunno but it worked on your sister.”
She laughs and we chat some more and I organise to meet her tomorrow and I don’t know how the fuck I’m going to do this in between meeting the fashion girl tomorrow, shopping and catching a plane home at 8.
My friend’s aunty has seen this go down and now the bouncer won’t let us up because we "looked too smashed". On the way home she tries harder to get something happening and I duck and weave these kiss attempts like a classy boxer and use excuses like “But you’re my best friend’s aunty and you have three fucking kids and a husband you’re married too!” Legitimate yes? Taxi pulls up and she straddles me with the fucking taxi man sitting right there and almost rapes me. I suplex her off, get inside thank fuck and I sleep till 8. I realise I can’t be assed to get up and move the date to 11.
We meet at Flinders and I go for broke and say “It’s cold, come to my place” and we walk to where I’m staying. She’s being a bit ice queeny, but once again all this is trumped when you’re just cool and calm. (Seriously that’s all you need and the entire shit storm gets taken care of for you if in front of everything if you’re simply sure of yourself and inject some light hearted humour in there somewhere – easy.). I didn’t tell you guys before but my friend is the conservative type and he said “No girls allowed over my place!” Pretty weak I know but he is still my friend.
I pop on the laptop with a movie and we make out and I get “But I don’t even know you!”
“Yes I know”, we kiss some more, get naked and she’s in her panties’ with E-size fucking titties bouncing about I shit you not! And I get “But I don’t even know you!”, “Yes I know” panties off to the side a bit of fingering they come off and out comes this sexual beast! And from 11 till 4 we fuck away the afternoon six times with rest breaks inbetween, it was brilliant and I remember the hair pulling and her screaming in her pillow and oh man holy hell it was hot…
Afterwards I’m getting chick insight and she tells me about guys who have been chasing her for years, she literally has some poor bastard who decided “You’re the one for me!” and didn’t relent and at first she was nice with the rejections but with his continued yearly persistence she had to and got meaner and meaner and has been with other guys which he has seen and he’s still chasing her, one time the dude crawled across a hotel lobby on all fours because she ordered it. Also the stooge in the shop before I first met her had been in before three times previous and bought a different 600 dollar jacket each time the sucker, he also went for her number butttttttttttttttt no dice. The whole time we where fucking I’m getting calls from my friends aunty and the hot sister from the night before which I managed to let know I couldn’t make to the date cos you know…
Then we decided to be funny cunts and she calls her sister and it went something like;
“Guess what? I just had the hottest sex with this guy I met yesterday!”
“Haha you fucking slut! How come so early, you're supposed to go out with them for awhile first?”
“I couldn’t help it; he said and did all the right things! We are going to go another round do you want me to leave the phone on so you can listen in?”
“Haha nah that’s alright, have fun fucking randoms.”
Then we fucked again. Then I flew home that now and we now send each other text messages like “Oh how I wish your vice like tight pussy was still wrapped around my hard throbbin cock” and "Your dick tasted so delicious when it was slamming against the back of my throat, fuck I'm wet just thinking about u"
Man I miss her already =(
zib
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Karma full circle?
Man, I don't know what to say but....
I've gone on a string of bad dates and have gotten a string of bad circumstances (bout 4-5 odd) lately like being completely knocked back with some advances, It's fucked with me because it never really happened. This is like my days of debilitating lows back in the day.
I didn't really care about the last few but recently I let myself get fully infatuated with the latest girl she was absolutely gawjus and I was genuinely struck which I haven't been in a long time. It was actualy going well and I thought she was on the same page and we where both looking for a relationship, we ended up phone sexing on our second phone convo which is good because that means my sms game is pretty slick but anyways it kinda went pear shape and it was crazy it was like we went into some sort of boyfriend/girlfriend seriousness without having actually met up once again; the texts would go on throughout the whole day. When we actually did meet up again I guess the craziness wasn't there as much as in our phone chats and text and unfortunately it didn't go as cool. Or maybe she thought I was butt ugly or maybe it was the gay friend she brought along to keep her company.:D
I'll look on the bright side though, she did catch a bus to my place after only knowing me for a week did I mention the phone sex on the third day of talking? Second phone call yo. I'll definately have to look into bringing this more into my face to face. On with the story;
Anyways eventually it has lead to me hounding her a touch too much where she ain't picking up (3 calls to be exact and 2 messages). I did rest it for like two days before then after recieving a random drunk call from her gay friend (Yes she was in the same room with him). Scary thing is I actually contemplate on sending more texts on another day and I still think I have a chance and I plan on chasing her. I know "Oh shit" .
Well I want her and we'll see what happens....
Let's document it :D Here is the last message I sent.
"Ah c'mon dearest, don't go quiet, u too nice too let get away, jus wantin to be cool n talk in ya ear say sweet nuttins make ya smile or sumthin u know,=)"
Here's hoping she's reading it in my usual confident tone :/
I'm morbidly interested to see how this goes and cocky enough to think this will work.
I've been recently working on the self worth and my head is pretty nicely balloned despite the consecutive bad predicaments. You can't help but feeling down but I've implemented a "Rightio It's time to get ridiculously hot plan."
Kinda keeping me breathing despite all the lows of love pangs and I actually do feel fucking hotter and flirted nicely with my dental receptionist, I didn't close because of the feelings I had for the other girl.
One thing being ignored after having a couple wonderful convo's isn't cool. I feel bad for the girls in the past I've bailed on after belt notching like a mother fucker talking all this smooth shit, fucking and then rolling, perhaps it's karma that the girl I really like does it to me... except their wasn't any real fucking, just a phone jerk weak:( I know for sure I'm not going to be a coward like that again anyways will keep you updated on potential triumph or disaster.
Here's betting for triumph. :D Down for the serious mental reprecussions of this, will not be afraid nor care what anyone thinks.
Will keep you updated. :)
I've gone on a string of bad dates and have gotten a string of bad circumstances (bout 4-5 odd) lately like being completely knocked back with some advances, It's fucked with me because it never really happened. This is like my days of debilitating lows back in the day.
I didn't really care about the last few but recently I let myself get fully infatuated with the latest girl she was absolutely gawjus and I was genuinely struck which I haven't been in a long time. It was actualy going well and I thought she was on the same page and we where both looking for a relationship, we ended up phone sexing on our second phone convo which is good because that means my sms game is pretty slick but anyways it kinda went pear shape and it was crazy it was like we went into some sort of boyfriend/girlfriend seriousness without having actually met up once again; the texts would go on throughout the whole day. When we actually did meet up again I guess the craziness wasn't there as much as in our phone chats and text and unfortunately it didn't go as cool. Or maybe she thought I was butt ugly or maybe it was the gay friend she brought along to keep her company.:D
I'll look on the bright side though, she did catch a bus to my place after only knowing me for a week did I mention the phone sex on the third day of talking? Second phone call yo. I'll definately have to look into bringing this more into my face to face. On with the story;
Anyways eventually it has lead to me hounding her a touch too much where she ain't picking up (3 calls to be exact and 2 messages). I did rest it for like two days before then after recieving a random drunk call from her gay friend (Yes she was in the same room with him). Scary thing is I actually contemplate on sending more texts on another day and I still think I have a chance and I plan on chasing her. I know "Oh shit" .
Well I want her and we'll see what happens....
Let's document it :D Here is the last message I sent.
"Ah c'mon dearest, don't go quiet, u too nice too let get away, jus wantin to be cool n talk in ya ear say sweet nuttins make ya smile or sumthin u know,=)"
Here's hoping she's reading it in my usual confident tone :/
I'm morbidly interested to see how this goes and cocky enough to think this will work.
I've been recently working on the self worth and my head is pretty nicely balloned despite the consecutive bad predicaments. You can't help but feeling down but I've implemented a "Rightio It's time to get ridiculously hot plan."
Kinda keeping me breathing despite all the lows of love pangs and I actually do feel fucking hotter and flirted nicely with my dental receptionist, I didn't close because of the feelings I had for the other girl.
One thing being ignored after having a couple wonderful convo's isn't cool. I feel bad for the girls in the past I've bailed on after belt notching like a mother fucker talking all this smooth shit, fucking and then rolling, perhaps it's karma that the girl I really like does it to me... except their wasn't any real fucking, just a phone jerk weak:( I know for sure I'm not going to be a coward like that again anyways will keep you updated on potential triumph or disaster.
Here's betting for triumph. :D Down for the serious mental reprecussions of this, will not be afraid nor care what anyone thinks.
Will keep you updated. :)
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
-Bad date
Just came back from a bad date, maaaaaan it was shocking haha on the plus I did meet up with her the next day, though on the badddddddddd she was not as hot as first thought and she rejected me,
care factor zerooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
do care about the wasted petrol though
haha
let's keep moving baby
care factor zerooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
do care about the wasted petrol though
haha
let's keep moving baby
Monday, June 16, 2008
-Juggler condensed
Here's a great post by someone else who compiled all this from bitseduce,
dopeeeeeeeeeeeee
btw - look out for a bloke called Nick Sparks
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Hi guys!
I want to share some of my realisations. I’ve been thinking about this for a while and I think it will help some of you.
Backstory
When I didn’t know anything about the game I was some kind of naturally funny (sarcastic) but a little bit of a nice guy (strange mix, I know). I definitely wasn’t the best seducer in the world but I had some success with women. Then I started studying the game with David D’s and Mystery’s stuff. David D didn’t help me much because I naturally was very sarcastic and Mystery Method introduced me to a lot of interesting stuff (like social proof, indifference to outcome and a lot more). But it was a huge trap. Fuck, I spend almost a year doing nothing! I did go out but I was so brainwashed by Mystery that I though that the only way to approach a girl was to say “Hey, I really got a second, but I need a female opinion. Me and my friend were talking about…” But you know what this opener seemed so weird and lame to me that I didn’t do a single approach with this opener. So it was a catch-22. It just seemed so weird to talk about some story made by another guy to get into girls panties. But I repeat I was so brainwashed that I actually laughed when I saw guys approaching girls with direct style. Fuck! This is so stupid. Ok, this is the first point.
The other point is though I didn’t approach I was constantly thinking how cool it would be to become a pickup artist, to have a stack of 300 routines for any situation. I dreamt that I would be the coolest guy in a crowd.
Visualise. Success. Now.
Then I had this big aha-moment. (This David D’s phrase always makes me laugh.) I had a great realisation when I was introduced to visualisation techniques. I wrote my goals for three months, 6, 9 and 12 months. And I started to visualise my goals every day for 10 minutes. In the “pickup” section I wrote:
- to become the best pickup artist in the city (it’s not a big one, so this goal was realistic )
But you know what? When I tried to visualise this goal I couldn’t go into much detail. This is how I realised that the most important thing in pickup is to understand what you really want. I tried to visualise how I get numbers, how I approach with jealous girlfriend opener.
The most interesting thing is that when you visualise something it will eventually come true. It just always works. So I asked myself: what do I really want in pickup? Why do I read all this stuff? If I know that what I desire will eventually come true what should I desire? In other words, what do I visualise?
I decided that I want to be natural I said to myself: “Fuck this jealous girlfriend opener! I just want to have fun with girls!” So I decided to visualise how I’m having fun with girls.
What I truly want? I just want to have multiple relationships until I meet a really great girlfriend. (Which is hard though, because the more women you have the higher your standards are.)
Juggler
Then I found out about Juggler Method. Actually I knew about it since I read The Game but I was so brainwashed by Mystery that I didn’t read much about it. This is what turned my game 180 degrees. The rest of the post is the essense of Juggler Method.
If you are new to Juggler Method then I recommend to start with his seminar:
http://bitseduce.com/details.php?id=858
Then read Juggler's Encyclopedia:
http://bitseduce.com/details.php?id=1119
(Definately read Turbine's review of Juggler's Workshop, Juggler's E-mail mini-course, SocialHitchHikers Posts and only after that How to be a PickUp Artist .)
I turned to Juggler when I realised that just being cocky/funny is not enough. Even Mystery said that the game is played in comfort. Connection is the most important part of pick-up. (It is way more important to connect than to "attract".)
So... I am really into Juggler's stuff now and can talk within hours about his method but his method is really simple.
Here are the key elements:
-focus opener (you notice what she is doing at the moment and comment on that)
-open-ended questions ("interesting questions"). The idea is to ask questions you are really interested.
-vacuum (great fucking technique). You ask an open-ended question. She doesn't put an effort. You just freeze and say nothing. By this you actually show her that you care about your question. If it still doesn't work than just relate and ask another open-ended question.
-relate (this is the key technique of the whole method). You have to relate to anything she said in I-perspective.
-reward (if she puts some effort in an interaction you have to reward her and escalate. But it should be genuine reward.)
-statement of intent (this is the shit). "Wow you are not only sexy but also a good conversationalist." You are not some MM-guy who wants to get into her panties under her radar. You are a man and not ashamed of it.
-sexual barriers. "Oh my God, I want to have sex with you right now... But of course I shouldn't have told you that because we just met." Fuck, looking back I realize that my most solid relationships were when I massively told something like this. NB: this is not a routine. This is something you say naturally.
-disqualifying yourself. Ok, in this technique Juggler went "extreme, extreme hardcore". I mean that he was always against Mystery but this technique is really against anything Mystery told you. Mystery tells you: DHV. Juggler says: only truly confident men can disqualify themselves. Yes if you feel the need to DHV than there is something wrong with your inner game.
-how to deal with shit-tests. No negs, no stupid shit. Just accept them and (!) reward her for being original/feisty/bad.
-push-pull. Good old push-pull. Mentioned by Tyler, Mystery and any pickup artist. But Juggler says: you have to end on something positive, not negative. Mystery: OMG you are french! I love you. Wait a minute at high school I had a crush on a french girl I can't even talk to you know. Juggler: I don't like blondes but for you I will make an exception. Mystery's line could easily kill connection. Juggler's phrase build's connection (and a strong one).
Are you still here?
Ok, this is a lot of info. But I want you to realise that Juggler Method is really easy! To start with you just have to keep in mind some basic things:
-ask interesting questions (use vacuum if needed)
-relate in I-perspective (that means you have to talk about your emotions and experiences)
-reward her when she puts effort into dialogue and escalate
-at one point make a statement of intent (instead of a reward)
-then use sexual barriers
Ok here is an example.
She is standing alone in a club (obviously her friends are dancing or went to the restroom).
genuine_pua: Is it fun to stand alone in the club?
she: I'm not alone!
genuine_pua: Well i'm not alone too. Actually I'm here with my ex-classmates. You know this is really cool when you meet your old friends who you havent's seen for 5 years.(relate in I-perspective) (If she relates here then you are in but in our example she doesn't. What do we do? Go and jerk off tonight, my friend. Of course, kidding. Ok she can't relate here so you just throw an open-enden question.) What do you think is the coolest thing about your best friend?
she: (she is not used to escalate that fast) Oh, I don't know...
genuine_pua: (vacuum)
now she can either ask "why are you interested?" or tell you something. We assume that she tells something because if she doesn't you just relate and ask another question.
she: Well, my friend Brittney is really passionate about her job. She is a designer.
genuine_pua: (she put an effort so you reward her and then relate.) I really like how you talk about your friend. This is cool because my friend John is... (blablabla) What is the country where you would like to spend the rest of your life? (interesting question. and remember: no transition between topics. You are the fucking alpha! Why the fuck do you need transitions?)
she: Oh, I've been to Spain last year. I had sooo much fun but I think that I wouldn't live there for the rest of my life.
genuine_pua: (So the idea is to relate to emotion) Oh, I totally understand you. I've been to... (see, the story doesn't have to be about your friend being in Spain. It has to be about your experience similar to her. NB: your story doesn't have to be ubercool it just have to be abput you and your experience. In Juggler Method all the interaction is about You and about Her. Nothing more.)
...
she: I had a friend of mine he lied to all the time. I really hate it.
genuine pua: Oh I hate liars!! But you know what? I actually have to admit that I lie sometimes to my friends about my job, I just can't help. (Ok it doesn' make any sence, I just can come up with a good example right now. See how I just disqualified myself? Agreewith her, than admit that she can actually blame you too. This is the essence of disquualifying yourself.)
...
she: I was in Spain last year and that crazy story happened to me ...(emotional story)
genuine pua: wow you are adventurous. I think that's what makes you really sexy. (statement of intent as a reward. But it is not just stupid "You are hot".)
...
genuine_pua: you know what I really want to do now? I want to do you on this deskboard, but of course I didn't say that because there are a lot of people here. (Sexual barrier. This is fucking shit. This is similar to Shock and Awe.)
Ok. It's a long post anyway so I have to tell you last words on Juggler Method. It is not actually a method, it is a way of interacting with anyone (you don't have to put sexual barriers when talking to your boss though.)
Almost any new product now is some sort of recycled Mystery Method. Mehow, Brad P, RSD (ok last 2 came with their own great ideas but anyway straucture is the same no matter what they say). They put to much emphasis on being cocky and funny, sex worthy, cool and all that stuff. When Juggler teaches you: don't be cool, be warm. Dont be cocky and funny, be sweet and funny. Don't be an asshole. Does it mean that you have to be a nice guy? Well the term "nice guy" is totally misundersood. Women do love nice guys but they hate guys who want to deceive them and get into their panties by giving them flowers.
So the most important word in Juggler Method is "genuine". Don't kill the connection by using cocky/funny (well you can use it but as described above). Build a genuine connection with a woman and you will be priceless.
And here are 4 great exercises.
1) Word association. Pick a word and tell a personal story that comes to your mind when you say this word. It doesn't have to be a great fucking story. It just has to be about you and genuine. If you jerked off in that story don't feel embarassed. Tell about that. Only truly confident men can do that. When I started to use Juggler Method this exercisei really helped me. Because it teaches you the essential skill of Juggler Method (relate and be genuine in your story). When you just start you can't come up with a story for a long time (like 20-30-40 seconds). But then you realize that it is actually fucking easy. Just visualise the word and then tell a story.
2) Genuine reward. Practice to say "I really like you, you are so ..."
3) Practice to ask interesting open-ended questions.
4) Last one but not least. Progress starts when you have clear goals. Write in great detail who you want to be in 90 days.
Hope it helps.
Of course, it may seem messed. But I think that the one who seeks will find. It is probably basic for some guys, but I think that a lot of guys will find it helpful and will start to read about Juggler Method. Just to tired to rewrite it now.
-Guy Ritchie
dopeeeeeeeeeeeee
btw - look out for a bloke called Nick Sparks
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Hi guys!
I want to share some of my realisations. I’ve been thinking about this for a while and I think it will help some of you.
Backstory
When I didn’t know anything about the game I was some kind of naturally funny (sarcastic) but a little bit of a nice guy (strange mix, I know). I definitely wasn’t the best seducer in the world but I had some success with women. Then I started studying the game with David D’s and Mystery’s stuff. David D didn’t help me much because I naturally was very sarcastic and Mystery Method introduced me to a lot of interesting stuff (like social proof, indifference to outcome and a lot more). But it was a huge trap. Fuck, I spend almost a year doing nothing! I did go out but I was so brainwashed by Mystery that I though that the only way to approach a girl was to say “Hey, I really got a second, but I need a female opinion. Me and my friend were talking about…” But you know what this opener seemed so weird and lame to me that I didn’t do a single approach with this opener. So it was a catch-22. It just seemed so weird to talk about some story made by another guy to get into girls panties. But I repeat I was so brainwashed that I actually laughed when I saw guys approaching girls with direct style. Fuck! This is so stupid. Ok, this is the first point.
The other point is though I didn’t approach I was constantly thinking how cool it would be to become a pickup artist, to have a stack of 300 routines for any situation. I dreamt that I would be the coolest guy in a crowd.
Visualise. Success. Now.
Then I had this big aha-moment. (This David D’s phrase always makes me laugh.) I had a great realisation when I was introduced to visualisation techniques. I wrote my goals for three months, 6, 9 and 12 months. And I started to visualise my goals every day for 10 minutes. In the “pickup” section I wrote:
- to become the best pickup artist in the city (it’s not a big one, so this goal was realistic )
But you know what? When I tried to visualise this goal I couldn’t go into much detail. This is how I realised that the most important thing in pickup is to understand what you really want. I tried to visualise how I get numbers, how I approach with jealous girlfriend opener.
The most interesting thing is that when you visualise something it will eventually come true. It just always works. So I asked myself: what do I really want in pickup? Why do I read all this stuff? If I know that what I desire will eventually come true what should I desire? In other words, what do I visualise?
I decided that I want to be natural I said to myself: “Fuck this jealous girlfriend opener! I just want to have fun with girls!” So I decided to visualise how I’m having fun with girls.
What I truly want? I just want to have multiple relationships until I meet a really great girlfriend. (Which is hard though, because the more women you have the higher your standards are.)
Juggler
Then I found out about Juggler Method. Actually I knew about it since I read The Game but I was so brainwashed by Mystery that I didn’t read much about it. This is what turned my game 180 degrees. The rest of the post is the essense of Juggler Method.
If you are new to Juggler Method then I recommend to start with his seminar:
http://bitseduce.com/details.php?id=858
Then read Juggler's Encyclopedia:
http://bitseduce.com/details.php?id=1119
(Definately read Turbine's review of Juggler's Workshop, Juggler's E-mail mini-course, SocialHitchHikers Posts and only after that How to be a PickUp Artist .)
I turned to Juggler when I realised that just being cocky/funny is not enough. Even Mystery said that the game is played in comfort. Connection is the most important part of pick-up. (It is way more important to connect than to "attract".)
So... I am really into Juggler's stuff now and can talk within hours about his method but his method is really simple.
Here are the key elements:
-focus opener (you notice what she is doing at the moment and comment on that)
-open-ended questions ("interesting questions"). The idea is to ask questions you are really interested.
-vacuum (great fucking technique). You ask an open-ended question. She doesn't put an effort. You just freeze and say nothing. By this you actually show her that you care about your question. If it still doesn't work than just relate and ask another open-ended question.
-relate (this is the key technique of the whole method). You have to relate to anything she said in I-perspective.
-reward (if she puts some effort in an interaction you have to reward her and escalate. But it should be genuine reward.)
-statement of intent (this is the shit). "Wow you are not only sexy but also a good conversationalist." You are not some MM-guy who wants to get into her panties under her radar. You are a man and not ashamed of it.
-sexual barriers. "Oh my God, I want to have sex with you right now... But of course I shouldn't have told you that because we just met." Fuck, looking back I realize that my most solid relationships were when I massively told something like this. NB: this is not a routine. This is something you say naturally.
-disqualifying yourself. Ok, in this technique Juggler went "extreme, extreme hardcore". I mean that he was always against Mystery but this technique is really against anything Mystery told you. Mystery tells you: DHV. Juggler says: only truly confident men can disqualify themselves. Yes if you feel the need to DHV than there is something wrong with your inner game.
-how to deal with shit-tests. No negs, no stupid shit. Just accept them and (!) reward her for being original/feisty/bad.
-push-pull. Good old push-pull. Mentioned by Tyler, Mystery and any pickup artist. But Juggler says: you have to end on something positive, not negative. Mystery: OMG you are french! I love you. Wait a minute at high school I had a crush on a french girl I can't even talk to you know. Juggler: I don't like blondes but for you I will make an exception. Mystery's line could easily kill connection. Juggler's phrase build's connection (and a strong one).
Are you still here?
Ok, this is a lot of info. But I want you to realise that Juggler Method is really easy! To start with you just have to keep in mind some basic things:
-ask interesting questions (use vacuum if needed)
-relate in I-perspective (that means you have to talk about your emotions and experiences)
-reward her when she puts effort into dialogue and escalate
-at one point make a statement of intent (instead of a reward)
-then use sexual barriers
Ok here is an example.
She is standing alone in a club (obviously her friends are dancing or went to the restroom).
genuine_pua: Is it fun to stand alone in the club?
she: I'm not alone!
genuine_pua: Well i'm not alone too. Actually I'm here with my ex-classmates. You know this is really cool when you meet your old friends who you havent's seen for 5 years.(relate in I-perspective) (If she relates here then you are in but in our example she doesn't. What do we do? Go and jerk off tonight, my friend. Of course, kidding. Ok she can't relate here so you just throw an open-enden question.) What do you think is the coolest thing about your best friend?
she: (she is not used to escalate that fast) Oh, I don't know...
genuine_pua: (vacuum)
now she can either ask "why are you interested?" or tell you something. We assume that she tells something because if she doesn't you just relate and ask another question.
she: Well, my friend Brittney is really passionate about her job. She is a designer.
genuine_pua: (she put an effort so you reward her and then relate.) I really like how you talk about your friend. This is cool because my friend John is... (blablabla) What is the country where you would like to spend the rest of your life? (interesting question. and remember: no transition between topics. You are the fucking alpha! Why the fuck do you need transitions?)
she: Oh, I've been to Spain last year. I had sooo much fun but I think that I wouldn't live there for the rest of my life.
genuine_pua: (So the idea is to relate to emotion) Oh, I totally understand you. I've been to... (see, the story doesn't have to be about your friend being in Spain. It has to be about your experience similar to her. NB: your story doesn't have to be ubercool it just have to be abput you and your experience. In Juggler Method all the interaction is about You and about Her. Nothing more.)
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she: I had a friend of mine he lied to all the time. I really hate it.
genuine pua: Oh I hate liars!! But you know what? I actually have to admit that I lie sometimes to my friends about my job, I just can't help. (Ok it doesn' make any sence, I just can come up with a good example right now. See how I just disqualified myself? Agreewith her, than admit that she can actually blame you too. This is the essence of disquualifying yourself.)
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she: I was in Spain last year and that crazy story happened to me ...(emotional story)
genuine pua: wow you are adventurous. I think that's what makes you really sexy. (statement of intent as a reward. But it is not just stupid "You are hot".)
...
genuine_pua: you know what I really want to do now? I want to do you on this deskboard, but of course I didn't say that because there are a lot of people here. (Sexual barrier. This is fucking shit. This is similar to Shock and Awe.)
Ok. It's a long post anyway so I have to tell you last words on Juggler Method. It is not actually a method, it is a way of interacting with anyone (you don't have to put sexual barriers when talking to your boss though.)
Almost any new product now is some sort of recycled Mystery Method. Mehow, Brad P, RSD (ok last 2 came with their own great ideas but anyway straucture is the same no matter what they say). They put to much emphasis on being cocky and funny, sex worthy, cool and all that stuff. When Juggler teaches you: don't be cool, be warm. Dont be cocky and funny, be sweet and funny. Don't be an asshole. Does it mean that you have to be a nice guy? Well the term "nice guy" is totally misundersood. Women do love nice guys but they hate guys who want to deceive them and get into their panties by giving them flowers.
So the most important word in Juggler Method is "genuine". Don't kill the connection by using cocky/funny (well you can use it but as described above). Build a genuine connection with a woman and you will be priceless.
And here are 4 great exercises.
1) Word association. Pick a word and tell a personal story that comes to your mind when you say this word. It doesn't have to be a great fucking story. It just has to be about you and genuine. If you jerked off in that story don't feel embarassed. Tell about that. Only truly confident men can do that. When I started to use Juggler Method this exercisei really helped me. Because it teaches you the essential skill of Juggler Method (relate and be genuine in your story). When you just start you can't come up with a story for a long time (like 20-30-40 seconds). But then you realize that it is actually fucking easy. Just visualise the word and then tell a story.
2) Genuine reward. Practice to say "I really like you, you are so ..."
3) Practice to ask interesting open-ended questions.
4) Last one but not least. Progress starts when you have clear goals. Write in great detail who you want to be in 90 days.
Hope it helps.
Of course, it may seem messed. But I think that the one who seeks will find. It is probably basic for some guys, but I think that a lot of guys will find it helpful and will start to read about Juggler Method. Just to tired to rewrite it now.
-Guy Ritchie
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
-0001 Quote
This one is from Paul Janka
"What killed the warrior? Hesitation."
Refer's to just going for it, dive the fuck in.
Sweeeeeeet
"What killed the warrior? Hesitation."
Refer's to just going for it, dive the fuck in.
Sweeeeeeet
-0001 Note
Want to incorporate more verbal witt rather than blatent ignoring that seems to be in vogue.
A Paul Janka straight walk off mid sentence is pretty dope though.
A Paul Janka straight walk off mid sentence is pretty dope though.
Daytime action
Inspired by some Paul Janka, I went out today in the city for some daytime action.
Met up with my boy Hxxx and Jxxx and we went stomping the street, starting off down xxxxx street towards the xxxxx beer cafe saw a hunnie in all black, business type, I turned around and...
"Hey you're cute and I thought I'd say hello"
That's what I thought I said but I kinda stumbled it haha (I'm more of a night terroist, that's why I'm working the daytime baby), nevertheless baby girl was smiling and it clearly had her brightened up by the one off day time approach, she had a boyfriend though. I left with both of us smiling
I was pleased with the approach and continued down xxxxx street. I saw two dancers I know who happened to be hanging outside the xxxxx cafe parked up.
"Hey Cxxx, whats happening"
"Hey what are you up to? What are you doing here?"
"Ahh just doing my art thing, job hunting so you graduated yet?"
"Nah I have a semester left, hey show me your folio"
Cxxx is beautiful but her friend who was right there is especially gorgeous too, I don't like using props but having my actual design shit on me IS me. They where both into it and after more idle chit chat that was kinda status based "Oh I know r&b singers who need designs" rah rah rah. I was able to get the number of Cxxx's especially gorgeous friend. Her name's Pxxx, it's more work based honestly but I reckon it's a firm foot in the door towards snizzy!=D I like having my design gear because I actually use it and it's only me doing it and it's not half the fucking city using the same lines. Juuuuuuuuuust me baby.
Especially happy with that and we continued on, let a few hunnies go by without stepping for a long whileeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee including a pink hair hunnie I especially wanted to go for in the local library, till finally the end of the day in a bookstore and;
"Hey I like your hair, you're an art type right." I said smiling
She looked shocked with the approach
"Haha yeh."
She genuinely looked interested in fact she was a deer in the headlights and I worked it more with idle art chit chat (that's the section we where in), then I went in too early and went for a direct close
"So I stepped to you cos you where pretty cute, can I pinch your number?", saying this here was the wrong place for it and I got the "I have a boyfriend but thanks" She was genuinely flattered and smiling. Made her day! In hindsight should of continued with the comfort
Anyway that ends a first real good daytime action stint haha. I'm going to make this more natural rather than organising days to go for a "day game".
I like it because;
-No competition
-No crowd of PUA's opening constantly burning the group of people
-No angry blow out's and you brighten up the girls day because she feels flattered, rather than a nightclub vicious blow out, this shit is well out the blue.
-In my beautiful city there is just as much gorgeous girls doing there thing in the daytime then in a club - Sahh-weet!
What I need to do
-More practise
-I like to step more, but it'll always only be towards those I'm generally interested in, even though I may of been cumbersome here I'm passed diving in constantly at every female for practise. for real, for real
-Exude the same calmness I show in clubs, bring it here to the daytime
-Keep calm with that solid confidence, and that brash humour
-Step to her, there's always beautiful women around
Met up with my boy Hxxx and Jxxx and we went stomping the street, starting off down xxxxx street towards the xxxxx beer cafe saw a hunnie in all black, business type, I turned around and...
"Hey you're cute and I thought I'd say hello"
That's what I thought I said but I kinda stumbled it haha (I'm more of a night terroist, that's why I'm working the daytime baby), nevertheless baby girl was smiling and it clearly had her brightened up by the one off day time approach, she had a boyfriend though. I left with both of us smiling
I was pleased with the approach and continued down xxxxx street. I saw two dancers I know who happened to be hanging outside the xxxxx cafe parked up.
"Hey Cxxx, whats happening"
"Hey what are you up to? What are you doing here?"
"Ahh just doing my art thing, job hunting so you graduated yet?"
"Nah I have a semester left, hey show me your folio"
Cxxx is beautiful but her friend who was right there is especially gorgeous too, I don't like using props but having my actual design shit on me IS me. They where both into it and after more idle chit chat that was kinda status based "Oh I know r&b singers who need designs" rah rah rah. I was able to get the number of Cxxx's especially gorgeous friend. Her name's Pxxx, it's more work based honestly but I reckon it's a firm foot in the door towards snizzy!=D I like having my design gear because I actually use it and it's only me doing it and it's not half the fucking city using the same lines. Juuuuuuuuuust me baby.
Especially happy with that and we continued on, let a few hunnies go by without stepping for a long whileeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee including a pink hair hunnie I especially wanted to go for in the local library, till finally the end of the day in a bookstore and;
"Hey I like your hair, you're an art type right." I said smiling
She looked shocked with the approach
"Haha yeh."
She genuinely looked interested in fact she was a deer in the headlights and I worked it more with idle art chit chat (that's the section we where in), then I went in too early and went for a direct close
"So I stepped to you cos you where pretty cute, can I pinch your number?", saying this here was the wrong place for it and I got the "I have a boyfriend but thanks" She was genuinely flattered and smiling. Made her day! In hindsight should of continued with the comfort
Anyway that ends a first real good daytime action stint haha. I'm going to make this more natural rather than organising days to go for a "day game".
I like it because;
-No competition
-No crowd of PUA's opening constantly burning the group of people
-No angry blow out's and you brighten up the girls day because she feels flattered, rather than a nightclub vicious blow out, this shit is well out the blue.
-In my beautiful city there is just as much gorgeous girls doing there thing in the daytime then in a club - Sahh-weet!
What I need to do
-More practise
-I like to step more, but it'll always only be towards those I'm generally interested in, even though I may of been cumbersome here I'm passed diving in constantly at every female for practise. for real, for real
-Exude the same calmness I show in clubs, bring it here to the daytime
-Keep calm with that solid confidence, and that brash humour
-Step to her, there's always beautiful women around
Persia in Asia
Rightio on Saturday at the club just passed I saw this goddess so I step,
"Hey pretty girl, I love you."
She gives me the raised eyebrows
"So why you standing here all alone?"
"I'm jus waiting for my friends, umm can you go over there."
"Why would I want to go over there, when you're over here?" I say calmly with my hands in my pockets
She laughs and plays with her phone, shuffles away slightly and I'm standing in the same spot still rocking my hands in my pockets,
"So where you from and whats your name?"
"Why do you want to know my name?"
"Because you're gorgeous, why wouldn't I want to know your name?"
She shuffles back in and she tells me she's persian and suddenly there is this air of electricity she continues with,
"You know you should probably know I don't like guys..."
"What a coincidence that's awesome, I don't like guys either."
"Haha! So what's your name?"
"I asked first haha"
Then suddenly, in comes my cousin, what the fuck??
"No! zib, this is my cousin haha"
"Aww shit?" Me and the persian goddess say,
My cousin then tells persia how my mums her godmother (insert boring how we are related family tree convo that leads too;)
"Sorry about that love haha, catch ya later"
Can't win em all
"Hey pretty girl, I love you."
She gives me the raised eyebrows
"So why you standing here all alone?"
"I'm jus waiting for my friends, umm can you go over there."
"Why would I want to go over there, when you're over here?" I say calmly with my hands in my pockets
She laughs and plays with her phone, shuffles away slightly and I'm standing in the same spot still rocking my hands in my pockets,
"So where you from and whats your name?"
"Why do you want to know my name?"
"Because you're gorgeous, why wouldn't I want to know your name?"
She shuffles back in and she tells me she's persian and suddenly there is this air of electricity she continues with,
"You know you should probably know I don't like guys..."
"What a coincidence that's awesome, I don't like guys either."
"Haha! So what's your name?"
"I asked first haha"
Then suddenly, in comes my cousin, what the fuck??
"No! zib, this is my cousin haha"
"Aww shit?" Me and the persian goddess say,
My cousin then tells persia how my mums her godmother (insert boring how we are related family tree convo that leads too;)
"Sorry about that love haha, catch ya later"
Can't win em all
Friday, April 18, 2008
PS3 and GTA4
Yoyoyoyoyoyo!
For those that give a fuck, join me at "http://www.rockstargames.com/socialclub" and sign up and shit
If you got a PS3 or GTA4 add me and we'll game it up too! Add me with - "zibbolobiggydoom"
P.S. - don't give me your lip, playing video games is like the 17th element of pickup, all the best ganxta MPUA's guru alpha superstars know that fooooooooooooooolllll shieeeet...this fucken 'afc'...*shakes head* :D
Just look at this bloke he knows what's up;
"Word em up' zibby, these fucken afcccc's..."*shake head*
Okay peace :D
For those that give a fuck, join me at "http://www.rockstargames.com/socialclub" and sign up and shit
If you got a PS3 or GTA4 add me and we'll game it up too! Add me with - "zibbolobiggydoom"
P.S. - don't give me your lip, playing video games is like the 17th element of pickup, all the best ganxta MPUA's guru alpha superstars know that fooooooooooooooolllll shieeeet...this fucken 'afc'...*shakes head* :D
Just look at this bloke he knows what's up;
"Word em up' zibby, these fucken afcccc's..."*shake head*
Okay peace :D
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
"Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Hey sorry been busy with study and everything.
Anyway, so this chick was in my girl a day thing,
What's with this pose? it's like your boys walking in before a big night out and you're all "YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyoooooooooooooooo!!:D" swinging your wrist up high, smiling and shit as you walk through the door. Dopeeeee
Can you picture her? she's all; "HHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!:D"
and you'll be all "yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooo!:D"
I know what you're thinking, what the fuck is this guy on about?
Anyway that is all, I'll update soon haha
p.s. yeah I'd still hit it!
Friday, March 7, 2008
Self?
I believe myself as expressive adaptability
Whether blissful ignorance or inherit knowledge
Nothing else matters as long as I’m happy
Subject to change,
Whether trendsetter or rolling with the crowd
Whether blissful ignorance or inherit knowledge
Nothing else matters as long as I’m happy
Subject to change,
Whether trendsetter or rolling with the crowd
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
From another place just to keep it altogether
Im gonna post all the edumacation stuff n random ish wit pickups in this bit yo,
keep it altogether yahhmean?
stick around if you wanna learn something, if not good cause I ain't even that good but that makes me move good or am iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii really that not good to really be good gooding it up, nooooooooooo dueeee knowwwwwsme hahahaha
*back to me*
okay I love you see u soon *smacks you on the ass*
p.s. btw very likely to contradict myself haha so take everything with a grain of salt I can't wait
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Subject: Re: zigg zagg zagginn the fuck out wit zibbolo biggydoom ARRGHH! Thu Feb 28, 2008 10:06 pm
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ummmmmmmmmmmmm
could someone translate to english? lol
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Subject: Rightio first one Thu Feb 28, 2008 10:43 pm
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Was at the leedy joint yesterday. I see goddess by the pool table, I was in the middle of chatting wit my brother from another mother --- and I noticed I'm getting scoped
"Excuse me a sec bro", After nearly bitching out not stepping, I step to gawj and she's fine as.
"Hello" I say.
"Hi"
"What's your name, my names ----"
"I'm ---, you have a hot name"
"That's all it really takes, wheres all your posse and crew?"
"I don't know I'm lost and I know they'll go to the toilet so I'm just standing here in case they come..are you looking at my tits?"
My eyes rise "Hey feel my tits, they're really awesome" She gropes my chest and says
"Haha you don't have tits you have pectorials."
"Okayyyyyyyyyyyy my turn." I can't help but plaster a devilish smile across my face
"Umm...mmm I don't care"
The Fresh Prince and Jazzy Jeff are in my head in Bel-Air colour mode, body boppin with giant smiles and there's this graffiti backdrop on white and Wills shaking his head to early 90's breaks and Jazzy's just swingin his right limp wrist in the air but it's not homo at all
(not that there is anything wrong with that-even if his ass was getting pounded) it's pretty much all gangsta, meanwhile outside;
"Cool." I say with a straight face, "Okay hold your arms back and push out your chest" I can't help but giggle here and I'm groping away for a good 20 seconds and it's heaven. "Yeah, they seem to be in order."
We both laugh and get really close to each other chatting random unneccessary fluff, we kiss and I get the math and talk alittle more, kiss and I'm out.
It was like 2 to 5 minutes and people will say that's not solid, I thought so to on the drive home
But next day there's a response to the text
duuuuhooooooohoohoohoo know
c u soon
*smacks you on the ass*
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Subject: Re: zigg zagg zagginn the fuck out wit zibbolo biggydoom ARRGHH! Thu Feb 28, 2008 10:47 pm
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Finestro wrote:
ummmmmmmmmmmmm
could someone translate to english? lol
the bad spelor and shit grammer is apart of the love, sooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
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Subject: Re: zigg zagg zagginn the fuck out wit zibbolo biggydoom ARRGHH! Thu Feb 28, 2008 11:29 pm
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Across the crazy meridian of PU we all totally get lost in this is how I'm rolling now
Happy.
That's all you need
Just by being happy in the moment AND working towards various goal happiness.
You can't have one without the other. If you where just happy in the moment you'd have a crazy good time probably doing mad drugs and snorting coke off strippers vagina flaps while you lick red wine off her belly in a coked out haze, and mannnnnn that does sound like a good night out, fucking brilliant - but the consequence of continual nights out like that not giving a fuck will catch up with you and every dog has his day
If you seek the happiness by working hard as a mother fucker doing everything work wise hating your job working in despair and sadness but you're all like "Oh it's okay once I reach that goal it'll be all worth it" (promotion/reward/hot snizz) meanwhile your girlfriend is at home wondering if your alive but your too busy to pick up the phone because you're just constantly working on that whatever the fuck ...60's robot with a fork arm shank that butters your anus work commitment in sport/business/whatever you're into, that's also fucking brilliant - you'll get alot of things and accolades for sure. Then you reach that goal and after that 5 good minutes of relief happiness, you're back to where you where, now what?
Quiet desperation.
The trick is go balance the two, now you can't have mad coke binges cos you have that future project in your sights but you loving life because you get to do shit you enjoy onward to your task, further also enjoy that challenge and the progress you taking. The shit never ends so you might as well start to like it yo
Check out
Tal Ben Shahar (Harvard Lecture) on Positive Psychology
http://isites.harvard.edu/icb/icb.do?keyword=k14790&pageid=icb.page69189
Also his book is called "Happier". Check him out, he goes to fucking Harvard, most prestigious college only in the fucking world including venus, the fuck you reading this punk who reckons he can score on some shitty web post for????????????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!=P
Okay c u soon
*smacks you on the ass*
=D
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Subject: Re: zigg zagg zagginn the fuck out wit zibbolo biggydoom ARRGHH! Thu Feb 28, 2008 11:55 pm
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See when I'm happy
I can do whatever the fuck I like and it'll be cool as fuck
I was hanging with a couple newbs and I got love but they where giving me "Hey man moving over to you now...talking now so it looks like you're not alone, see giving you value for the social proof blah blah -- so the room knows we're in this valufied state and rah rah rah"
I told him
"I stand here alone, and I got what is it? Value. I'll just stand here alone and believe me I got billions."
I could cower in the corner crying in the darkness of a booming nightclub corner with no pants on and my ass up in the air and giving a westside sign smoking a cigar out my anus and it'll still come off cool, ash must be nearly down about to burn the rectum ooooooooooooooh sweet.
And thats how I roll, ash burning rectum.
Haha nah
I'm happy:D
When you approach, she's just a girl.
The method tells you, you have to go in indirect and under the radar and what not. neg here, microcalibrate there!....there!..........oooh! bang! .... u fast!, I'm stupid this is to complicated for me
She’s just a girl not a bomb.
I have the attraction down as I walk up, cause I'm thinking who wouldn't wanna be with me, I'm charming, handsome and funny as fuck. And that’s it that’s attraction bit done no further moves needed this section.
She's fucking gorgeous to so I give her respect on that and vibe it sexually and I shut it down or hang with her all night.
Then I marry her,
sweeeeeet, nuff ranting for me
c u soon
*smacks your ass*
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btw watch celeb apprentice season 7 I think.
You have to see that coolness Gene Simmons works, it's fucking golden
c u soon
*smacks your ass*
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Subject: Re: zigg zagg zagginn the fuck out wit zibbolo biggydoom ARRGHH! Fri Feb 29, 2008 12:00 am
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That was a dopeeeeeeeeeeee pickup dude!! haha!! So set up a Day 2 with her already??
It was a very quick close... good stuff with the boob check :p
Quote:
I can do whatever the fuck I like and it'll be cool as fuck
Like ur attitude and thinkin man
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Subject: Eye exercises Sat Mar 01, 2008 3:16 pm
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So I decided I'm going to try this again, I remember thinking it was full of shit also, but I tried it for a couple days and I remember a girl goin "I can't stop looking at your eyes, they're really big and striking"
Anyways I kinda neglected doing the excercises due to the hecticness of life. You can have a go too if you like, let me know how you go=D
It's a Fabricio Astelo (www.hiddensessions.com) thing. "Magnetic Gaze that attracts anyone". I know, I know, kind of a magic bullet but I'll try it for awhile before burning it
Much love
zib
p.s. - (Note - The first exercise that you must do it for 7 consecutive days. Keep inmind that once you start you'll have to do it daily until it's complete or else it will take a lifetime to master this simple thing. Itshouldn't take more than 15 minutes to a maximum of 30 minutes a day.
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Exercise 1:Choose any small dot on a wall (every wall has them), or print acircle with a dot in the middle and glue it to a wall. The goal is tospend 3 to 5 minutes looking only at that dot without: 1) BLINKING 2)TWITCHING THE EYELIDS 3) MOVING YOUR GAZE ELSEWHERE and with EYES WIDE OPEN(open your eyes completely, the more the better) .
Remember, don't blink! If you blink you'll have to start all over.And keep your gaze fixed on that dot; don't look not even an inch to thesides, it has to be precisely on that dot. Only this way will youdevelop that fixation look. It's hard but practice makes perfect.
Since you are just starting, for the next 7 days try to reach atleast 3 minutes, or 5 minutes at the maximum. Only when you reach theminimum of 3 minutes you'll be ready to go to exercise 2. Practice AT LEASTtwice a day, and don't despair if you can't do it right away. It takes time and practiceto do this.
Don't forget to remove your glasses or contacts lenses before youdo any eye exercise.
Part 2 will follow next. If you have any questions/comments don'thesitate to ask.
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Subject: Ice throw Sat Mar 01, 2008 4:06 pm
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I was at ---- and I decided I liked this redhead. I was seated on this pool area and she was dancing with her friend on the dance floor, she was a couple meters away.
I fished an ice cube out of my drink and threw it at her. My friend was next to me and was laughing his ass off and also bailed to tell all our other friends around us "OI!! ZIB JUS THREW AN ICE CUBE AT THIS BIRD HAHA!!!" anyways;
She turns around and she has a screw face on like "Who the fuck jus threw some shit at me??", I wave at her and motion her to come over, her distraught turns to a smile and I pat the seat next to me;
"Hey come sit down" I say, I think there where some guys looking at me with screwface’s of their own but I really can't remember.
I'm doing this thing where all you need to be is happy. So I do all the wrong moves on purpose. They consist of;
"Come here often?"
"What you do for a living?"
“You having a good night?”
"How long you been doing that for?"
And guess what, it's all love. I find out she's a vet so that's pretty cool. Keep the random conversation going and we end up standing and I go for the close and she says;
"I can't my boyfriend is right there..."
"Haha okay."
"Pull your phone out and pretend your using it and I'll just say my number."
So here I am and she's goin "0!.... 4!.... 1!.... etc
Earlier that evening got introduced to this librarian looking girl, it's the glasses of course, they're hot and I promptly tell her how gawjus she is and how me being in the vicinity of her company is excellent for me and everyone around this joint and everyone needs to leave because I'm in love with her, we get to talking about how she'll skinny dip for me in the pool if I buy her drinks all night and I say I'm not a stooge but you can skinny dip for me anyway because it really is the right thing to do, she laughs but respectfully declines, I help her pretend undress and she pretends to dive in we get split up with party happenings and later I see her at the bar and she’s talking with a huge bald guy behind the bar, she's not being as receptive and after further prodding the big bald guy bar tender is her boyfriend, I push the envelope and play 5 questions (yeh I know but hey - im bruce lee'in it) with her and say "So what do you want to win?"
And she says "You get the other person's number"
At this point I know it's over and we "pretend" to play this routine which I bail halfway through anyway and say "Let's skip to the bit where you give me your number."
We move away from the bar and I'm again typing from a distance as she shouts her number.
It's all a happy demeanour and I move through life able to do anything.
I'm going to test this out by taking a girl out to dinner and basically doing all the stuff the community tells you not to do.
Much love
zib
p.s. - I'm not going to pursue this because I'm not a homewrecker.
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Subject: Re: zigg zagg zagginn the fuck out wit zibbolo biggydoom ARRGHH! Sat Mar 01, 2008 4:21 pm
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zibbolo biggydoom wrote:
I'm doing this thing where all you need to be is happy. So I do all the wrong moves on purpose. They consist of;
"Come here often?"
"What you do for a living?"
“You having a good night?”
"How long you been doing that for?"
And guess what, it's all love.
Yea exactly dude. Chick from last Friday, talked to her about:
1) Where she had traveled,
2) What she does for a living.
Then pull her in and makeout ensues - like 10-15 minutes.
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Subject: My friend Blanko... Yesterday at 6:09 pm
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This happened to my friend Blanko... yeh that'll do, Blanko...
ahem anyways,
Blanko was chilling in bed as you do after a hard night out and it was cold outside but fuck it anyway he was sleeping naked as you do. So he's in his bed and it's early morning and it was one of those mornings with cold misty dew outside clinging to the window like sweat beads, one of those mornings where you're glad you're cuddled and huddled up in your bed like a gently heated French pastry, or a foetus and your moms has gunned a couple brews and made it piss at the local pie eating comp and shit is sweet you know just fucking ace! Comfy is the whole point I'm trying to raise here... So Blanko's in his bed and it's about 5 am in the morning and it's probably guaranteed to rain later and he hear's a car. "BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBbbbbrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH" said the outside VN commodore as it ignited from its slumber. "BBBBBBBBBBBBBrrrrggggggggGGGGGGGGghhh" It called out again.
"Hey that sounds a lot like my car" thought Blanko to himself, he peered outside of his bedroom and there was his white VN commodore slowly reversing down his driveway,
"WHAT THE FUCK! That is my car!" Screamed Blanko
He tumbled out of bed in a flurry to investigate who the fuck was reversing the fuck down his driveway in his fucking non-insured, no alarm white VN commodore, fucking TAFE student life with its no fucking money, but he was naked... Terminator could not have done it faster by he quickly scanned his bedroom mess but all that was available right now was a crusty pair of Y fronts, he had to hustle and with his no time at all factor he had slammed them on backwards! There was no time for undie procedures!!! Some mother fucking mother fucker was reversing his car down his drive way! He leapt from his bedroom with a big enough jump to reach his backyard shed but luckily his ass landed at his front door Y front already creeping up his ass as fast as his ass was moving his ass! Ass!… Inside Blanko booted down his front door, triple jumped the veranda and was in his front yard, the stranger in his car was still reversing down his drive way, well at least he knew that the white VN commodore was too low to the floor and needed to move slowly despite the muscle under the hood, the whole car shell had to be lowered Macca's on a Thursday night wouldn't have it any other way!
"Oh shit..." Said the stranger behind the wheel I mean c'mon probably... As Blanko hustled vehemently down the driveway the stranger behind the wheel stalled it because underneath his brag bravado is a little bitch who can't reverse a stolen vehicle properly under pressure. It was lucky for Blanko he was able to grab the door handle and pelt his fist perilously at his own car window as he attempted to regain his own property and get this stranger mofo the fuck out! The man inside just as quickly reignited the car and continued to reverse the most commonly stolen piece of shit car Holden VN that gets stolen easy down the driveway, but it wasn't slowly this time. The owner was there pounding on the car window he needed to get the fuck outta there and get the fuck outta there fast! So that's just what he did, he reversed it fast! So fast that the white VN spun on itself and swung it's behind and tripped over the curb and stalled again! The whole time Blanko still had his hand on the door handle and his other hand punching fiercely looking for a way in. The stranger hadn’t had enough weetie’s that day so his car motor driving skills weren’t as on, it was 5 am... and decided it was time to bail the fuck outta there.
He opened the door Blanko still had had a hold of and as the doors top and roof v necked Blanko switched from punching the window to over the door into the opening and finally landing a couple hits onto the stranger. Blanko darted backwards as the stranger manoeuvred his way out into the morning coldness both had their adrenalin pumping. Blanko was shocked to find that the stranger looked like your stereo typical bikie complete with to many tattoo's flannel and all around general hugenessnessness, fucking big - like Mr T would get hospitaled straight up yo. The huge monster stranger bikie dude stood square with Blanko they eyed each other, both where making small whole body anticipatory movements in a prediction for the other then the stranger said;
"What are you gonna do cuntttttttttt" He said it like that to ‘cunttttttttttttttttttttt’ yeah he added more t's!
Blanko was thinking what the fuck was he gonna do! This bikie was fucking gigantic, he probably flattened his bike on the way home passing here and that's why he decided to go and attempt to steal the old VN commodore most commonly stolen piece of poo going around thinks it’s a muscle car that unfortunately happened to be in his garage! Blanko simply replied with;
"Fuck you cunttttttttt" With just as many t's that when drawled out like this kinda sounds like 'aaaarrrrrnnnnnnttt'
Then it started to rain. Like pelt down, long gone was the feeling of bakery warmth morning arise nappy poo's provided. Amongst everything else now it was fucking pissing down and Blanko was standing there – naked, save for the crusty old undies he had on backwards. Y fronts so far up his ass the Y was like this cross road in his sphincter and well... let's not even goes there! Big bad ass bikie leapt into the VN again and pulled out one of the golf clubs Blanko had strung out all over his back seat the previous day. Blanko dashed inside and grabbed the old trusty lead pipe and made haste back outside but as he was going inside the stranger must of used the small amount of time to reequip his car stealing tool kit he'd left in the VN and made his own bolt away from the scene.
An almost naked Blanko cussed at him from the front yard as he made his way up the street. A neighbour said "Don't worry the police are on there way!"
"The police? What the fuck they gonna do, they're miles away from here." Said an agitated Blanko.
That night, Blanko's car was still uninsured and alarmless sitting outside vulnerable. He basically had to take out the whole engine and put it in his lounge room till he could organise to finally move off his ass and get himself an alarm the very next day.
This is a true story
The end.
keep it altogether yahhmean?
stick around if you wanna learn something, if not good cause I ain't even that good but that makes me move good or am iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii really that not good to really be good gooding it up, nooooooooooo dueeee knowwwwwsme hahahaha
*back to me*
okay I love you see u soon *smacks you on the ass*
p.s. btw very likely to contradict myself haha so take everything with a grain of salt I can't wait
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Subject: Re: zigg zagg zagginn the fuck out wit zibbolo biggydoom ARRGHH! Thu Feb 28, 2008 10:06 pm
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ummmmmmmmmmmmm
could someone translate to english? lol
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Subject: Rightio first one Thu Feb 28, 2008 10:43 pm
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Was at the leedy joint yesterday. I see goddess by the pool table, I was in the middle of chatting wit my brother from another mother --- and I noticed I'm getting scoped
"Excuse me a sec bro", After nearly bitching out not stepping, I step to gawj and she's fine as.
"Hello" I say.
"Hi"
"What's your name, my names ----"
"I'm ---, you have a hot name"
"That's all it really takes, wheres all your posse and crew?"
"I don't know I'm lost and I know they'll go to the toilet so I'm just standing here in case they come..are you looking at my tits?"
My eyes rise "Hey feel my tits, they're really awesome" She gropes my chest and says
"Haha you don't have tits you have pectorials."
"Okayyyyyyyyyyyy my turn." I can't help but plaster a devilish smile across my face
"Umm...mmm I don't care"
The Fresh Prince and Jazzy Jeff are in my head in Bel-Air colour mode, body boppin with giant smiles and there's this graffiti backdrop on white and Wills shaking his head to early 90's breaks and Jazzy's just swingin his right limp wrist in the air but it's not homo at all
(not that there is anything wrong with that-even if his ass was getting pounded) it's pretty much all gangsta, meanwhile outside;
"Cool." I say with a straight face, "Okay hold your arms back and push out your chest" I can't help but giggle here and I'm groping away for a good 20 seconds and it's heaven. "Yeah, they seem to be in order."
We both laugh and get really close to each other chatting random unneccessary fluff, we kiss and I get the math and talk alittle more, kiss and I'm out.
It was like 2 to 5 minutes and people will say that's not solid, I thought so to on the drive home
But next day there's a response to the text
duuuuhooooooohoohoohoo know
c u soon
*smacks you on the ass*
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Subject: Re: zigg zagg zagginn the fuck out wit zibbolo biggydoom ARRGHH! Thu Feb 28, 2008 10:47 pm
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Finestro wrote:
ummmmmmmmmmmmm
could someone translate to english? lol
the bad spelor and shit grammer is apart of the love, sooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
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Subject: Re: zigg zagg zagginn the fuck out wit zibbolo biggydoom ARRGHH! Thu Feb 28, 2008 11:29 pm
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Across the crazy meridian of PU we all totally get lost in this is how I'm rolling now
Happy.
That's all you need
Just by being happy in the moment AND working towards various goal happiness.
You can't have one without the other. If you where just happy in the moment you'd have a crazy good time probably doing mad drugs and snorting coke off strippers vagina flaps while you lick red wine off her belly in a coked out haze, and mannnnnn that does sound like a good night out, fucking brilliant - but the consequence of continual nights out like that not giving a fuck will catch up with you and every dog has his day
If you seek the happiness by working hard as a mother fucker doing everything work wise hating your job working in despair and sadness but you're all like "Oh it's okay once I reach that goal it'll be all worth it" (promotion/reward/hot snizz) meanwhile your girlfriend is at home wondering if your alive but your too busy to pick up the phone because you're just constantly working on that whatever the fuck ...60's robot with a fork arm shank that butters your anus work commitment in sport/business/whatever you're into, that's also fucking brilliant - you'll get alot of things and accolades for sure. Then you reach that goal and after that 5 good minutes of relief happiness, you're back to where you where, now what?
Quiet desperation.
The trick is go balance the two, now you can't have mad coke binges cos you have that future project in your sights but you loving life because you get to do shit you enjoy onward to your task, further also enjoy that challenge and the progress you taking. The shit never ends so you might as well start to like it yo
Check out
Tal Ben Shahar (Harvard Lecture) on Positive Psychology
http://isites.harvard.edu/icb/icb.do?keyword=k14790&pageid=icb.page69189
Also his book is called "Happier". Check him out, he goes to fucking Harvard, most prestigious college only in the fucking world including venus, the fuck you reading this punk who reckons he can score on some shitty web post for????????????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!=P
Okay c u soon
*smacks you on the ass*
=D
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Subject: Re: zigg zagg zagginn the fuck out wit zibbolo biggydoom ARRGHH! Thu Feb 28, 2008 11:55 pm
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See when I'm happy
I can do whatever the fuck I like and it'll be cool as fuck
I was hanging with a couple newbs and I got love but they where giving me "Hey man moving over to you now...talking now so it looks like you're not alone, see giving you value for the social proof blah blah -- so the room knows we're in this valufied state and rah rah rah"
I told him
"I stand here alone, and I got what is it? Value. I'll just stand here alone and believe me I got billions."
I could cower in the corner crying in the darkness of a booming nightclub corner with no pants on and my ass up in the air and giving a westside sign smoking a cigar out my anus and it'll still come off cool, ash must be nearly down about to burn the rectum ooooooooooooooh sweet.
And thats how I roll, ash burning rectum.
Haha nah
I'm happy:D
When you approach, she's just a girl.
The method tells you, you have to go in indirect and under the radar and what not. neg here, microcalibrate there!....there!..........oooh! bang! .... u fast!, I'm stupid this is to complicated for me
She’s just a girl not a bomb.
I have the attraction down as I walk up, cause I'm thinking who wouldn't wanna be with me, I'm charming, handsome and funny as fuck. And that’s it that’s attraction bit done no further moves needed this section.
She's fucking gorgeous to so I give her respect on that and vibe it sexually and I shut it down or hang with her all night.
Then I marry her,
sweeeeeet, nuff ranting for me
c u soon
*smacks your ass*
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Subject: Re: zigg zagg zagginn the fuck out wit zibbolo biggydoom ARRGHH! Thu Feb 28, 2008 11:57 pm
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btw watch celeb apprentice season 7 I think.
You have to see that coolness Gene Simmons works, it's fucking golden
c u soon
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Subject: Re: zigg zagg zagginn the fuck out wit zibbolo biggydoom ARRGHH! Fri Feb 29, 2008 12:00 am
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That was a dopeeeeeeeeeeee pickup dude!! haha!! So set up a Day 2 with her already??
It was a very quick close... good stuff with the boob check :p
Quote:
I can do whatever the fuck I like and it'll be cool as fuck
Like ur attitude and thinkin man
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Subject: Eye exercises Sat Mar 01, 2008 3:16 pm
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So I decided I'm going to try this again, I remember thinking it was full of shit also, but I tried it for a couple days and I remember a girl goin "I can't stop looking at your eyes, they're really big and striking"
Anyways I kinda neglected doing the excercises due to the hecticness of life. You can have a go too if you like, let me know how you go=D
It's a Fabricio Astelo (www.hiddensessions.com) thing. "Magnetic Gaze that attracts anyone". I know, I know, kind of a magic bullet but I'll try it for awhile before burning it
Much love
zib
p.s. - (Note - The first exercise that you must do it for 7 consecutive days. Keep inmind that once you start you'll have to do it daily until it's complete or else it will take a lifetime to master this simple thing. Itshouldn't take more than 15 minutes to a maximum of 30 minutes a day.
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Exercise 1:Choose any small dot on a wall (every wall has them), or print acircle with a dot in the middle and glue it to a wall. The goal is tospend 3 to 5 minutes looking only at that dot without: 1) BLINKING 2)TWITCHING THE EYELIDS 3) MOVING YOUR GAZE ELSEWHERE and with EYES WIDE OPEN(open your eyes completely, the more the better) .
Remember, don't blink! If you blink you'll have to start all over.And keep your gaze fixed on that dot; don't look not even an inch to thesides, it has to be precisely on that dot. Only this way will youdevelop that fixation look. It's hard but practice makes perfect.
Since you are just starting, for the next 7 days try to reach atleast 3 minutes, or 5 minutes at the maximum. Only when you reach theminimum of 3 minutes you'll be ready to go to exercise 2. Practice AT LEASTtwice a day, and don't despair if you can't do it right away. It takes time and practiceto do this.
Don't forget to remove your glasses or contacts lenses before youdo any eye exercise.
Part 2 will follow next. If you have any questions/comments don'thesitate to ask.
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Subject: Ice throw Sat Mar 01, 2008 4:06 pm
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I was at ---- and I decided I liked this redhead. I was seated on this pool area and she was dancing with her friend on the dance floor, she was a couple meters away.
I fished an ice cube out of my drink and threw it at her. My friend was next to me and was laughing his ass off and also bailed to tell all our other friends around us "OI!! ZIB JUS THREW AN ICE CUBE AT THIS BIRD HAHA!!!" anyways;
She turns around and she has a screw face on like "Who the fuck jus threw some shit at me??", I wave at her and motion her to come over, her distraught turns to a smile and I pat the seat next to me;
"Hey come sit down" I say, I think there where some guys looking at me with screwface’s of their own but I really can't remember.
I'm doing this thing where all you need to be is happy. So I do all the wrong moves on purpose. They consist of;
"Come here often?"
"What you do for a living?"
“You having a good night?”
"How long you been doing that for?"
And guess what, it's all love. I find out she's a vet so that's pretty cool. Keep the random conversation going and we end up standing and I go for the close and she says;
"I can't my boyfriend is right there..."
"Haha okay."
"Pull your phone out and pretend your using it and I'll just say my number."
So here I am and she's goin "0!.... 4!.... 1!.... etc
Earlier that evening got introduced to this librarian looking girl, it's the glasses of course, they're hot and I promptly tell her how gawjus she is and how me being in the vicinity of her company is excellent for me and everyone around this joint and everyone needs to leave because I'm in love with her, we get to talking about how she'll skinny dip for me in the pool if I buy her drinks all night and I say I'm not a stooge but you can skinny dip for me anyway because it really is the right thing to do, she laughs but respectfully declines, I help her pretend undress and she pretends to dive in we get split up with party happenings and later I see her at the bar and she’s talking with a huge bald guy behind the bar, she's not being as receptive and after further prodding the big bald guy bar tender is her boyfriend, I push the envelope and play 5 questions (yeh I know but hey - im bruce lee'in it) with her and say "So what do you want to win?"
And she says "You get the other person's number"
At this point I know it's over and we "pretend" to play this routine which I bail halfway through anyway and say "Let's skip to the bit where you give me your number."
We move away from the bar and I'm again typing from a distance as she shouts her number.
It's all a happy demeanour and I move through life able to do anything.
I'm going to test this out by taking a girl out to dinner and basically doing all the stuff the community tells you not to do.
Much love
zib
p.s. - I'm not going to pursue this because I'm not a homewrecker.
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Subject: Re: zigg zagg zagginn the fuck out wit zibbolo biggydoom ARRGHH! Sat Mar 01, 2008 4:21 pm
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zibbolo biggydoom wrote:
I'm doing this thing where all you need to be is happy. So I do all the wrong moves on purpose. They consist of;
"Come here often?"
"What you do for a living?"
“You having a good night?”
"How long you been doing that for?"
And guess what, it's all love.
Yea exactly dude. Chick from last Friday, talked to her about:
1) Where she had traveled,
2) What she does for a living.
Then pull her in and makeout ensues - like 10-15 minutes.
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Subject: My friend Blanko... Yesterday at 6:09 pm
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This happened to my friend Blanko... yeh that'll do, Blanko...
ahem anyways,
Blanko was chilling in bed as you do after a hard night out and it was cold outside but fuck it anyway he was sleeping naked as you do. So he's in his bed and it's early morning and it was one of those mornings with cold misty dew outside clinging to the window like sweat beads, one of those mornings where you're glad you're cuddled and huddled up in your bed like a gently heated French pastry, or a foetus and your moms has gunned a couple brews and made it piss at the local pie eating comp and shit is sweet you know just fucking ace! Comfy is the whole point I'm trying to raise here... So Blanko's in his bed and it's about 5 am in the morning and it's probably guaranteed to rain later and he hear's a car. "BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBbbbbrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH" said the outside VN commodore as it ignited from its slumber. "BBBBBBBBBBBBBrrrrggggggggGGGGGGGGghhh" It called out again.
"Hey that sounds a lot like my car" thought Blanko to himself, he peered outside of his bedroom and there was his white VN commodore slowly reversing down his driveway,
"WHAT THE FUCK! That is my car!" Screamed Blanko
He tumbled out of bed in a flurry to investigate who the fuck was reversing the fuck down his driveway in his fucking non-insured, no alarm white VN commodore, fucking TAFE student life with its no fucking money, but he was naked... Terminator could not have done it faster by he quickly scanned his bedroom mess but all that was available right now was a crusty pair of Y fronts, he had to hustle and with his no time at all factor he had slammed them on backwards! There was no time for undie procedures!!! Some mother fucking mother fucker was reversing his car down his drive way! He leapt from his bedroom with a big enough jump to reach his backyard shed but luckily his ass landed at his front door Y front already creeping up his ass as fast as his ass was moving his ass! Ass!… Inside Blanko booted down his front door, triple jumped the veranda and was in his front yard, the stranger in his car was still reversing down his drive way, well at least he knew that the white VN commodore was too low to the floor and needed to move slowly despite the muscle under the hood, the whole car shell had to be lowered Macca's on a Thursday night wouldn't have it any other way!
"Oh shit..." Said the stranger behind the wheel I mean c'mon probably... As Blanko hustled vehemently down the driveway the stranger behind the wheel stalled it because underneath his brag bravado is a little bitch who can't reverse a stolen vehicle properly under pressure. It was lucky for Blanko he was able to grab the door handle and pelt his fist perilously at his own car window as he attempted to regain his own property and get this stranger mofo the fuck out! The man inside just as quickly reignited the car and continued to reverse the most commonly stolen piece of shit car Holden VN that gets stolen easy down the driveway, but it wasn't slowly this time. The owner was there pounding on the car window he needed to get the fuck outta there and get the fuck outta there fast! So that's just what he did, he reversed it fast! So fast that the white VN spun on itself and swung it's behind and tripped over the curb and stalled again! The whole time Blanko still had his hand on the door handle and his other hand punching fiercely looking for a way in. The stranger hadn’t had enough weetie’s that day so his car motor driving skills weren’t as on, it was 5 am... and decided it was time to bail the fuck outta there.
He opened the door Blanko still had had a hold of and as the doors top and roof v necked Blanko switched from punching the window to over the door into the opening and finally landing a couple hits onto the stranger. Blanko darted backwards as the stranger manoeuvred his way out into the morning coldness both had their adrenalin pumping. Blanko was shocked to find that the stranger looked like your stereo typical bikie complete with to many tattoo's flannel and all around general hugenessnessness, fucking big - like Mr T would get hospitaled straight up yo. The huge monster stranger bikie dude stood square with Blanko they eyed each other, both where making small whole body anticipatory movements in a prediction for the other then the stranger said;
"What are you gonna do cuntttttttttt" He said it like that to ‘cunttttttttttttttttttttt’ yeah he added more t's!
Blanko was thinking what the fuck was he gonna do! This bikie was fucking gigantic, he probably flattened his bike on the way home passing here and that's why he decided to go and attempt to steal the old VN commodore most commonly stolen piece of poo going around thinks it’s a muscle car that unfortunately happened to be in his garage! Blanko simply replied with;
"Fuck you cunttttttttt" With just as many t's that when drawled out like this kinda sounds like 'aaaarrrrrnnnnnnttt'
Then it started to rain. Like pelt down, long gone was the feeling of bakery warmth morning arise nappy poo's provided. Amongst everything else now it was fucking pissing down and Blanko was standing there – naked, save for the crusty old undies he had on backwards. Y fronts so far up his ass the Y was like this cross road in his sphincter and well... let's not even goes there! Big bad ass bikie leapt into the VN again and pulled out one of the golf clubs Blanko had strung out all over his back seat the previous day. Blanko dashed inside and grabbed the old trusty lead pipe and made haste back outside but as he was going inside the stranger must of used the small amount of time to reequip his car stealing tool kit he'd left in the VN and made his own bolt away from the scene.
An almost naked Blanko cussed at him from the front yard as he made his way up the street. A neighbour said "Don't worry the police are on there way!"
"The police? What the fuck they gonna do, they're miles away from here." Said an agitated Blanko.
That night, Blanko's car was still uninsured and alarmless sitting outside vulnerable. He basically had to take out the whole engine and put it in his lounge room till he could organise to finally move off his ass and get himself an alarm the very next day.
This is a true story
The end.
LR: Sis 21st (23-26/02/08)
On Saturday went to sis's 21st was very dope with a multitude of her friends who are fuckin sexy and around my sis's age. dopeeeeeeeeeee
Fast forward
Up the drive way comes this tall girl with beautiful fair white skin and soft blue eyes and she's got this tight little short haired blonde bob, fucking stylish yet she had an essence of geek about her. So in short she is fucking sexy. She's waltzing around the driveway trying to peer into the backyard.
"Hey, who are you?"=D I ask
"Umm is this __'s party?"
"Yeah she's my sister, what's your name you're nice I think you'd be allowed in"
"Haha, so it's up to you"
"Well yeh but it's alright, you nice, where's all your posse and crew?:D"
"Oh I came alone, me and __ just work together"
"Cool you're allowed to keep me company, come through the back here"=D Caressing the small of her back I bring her into the party and she's made it at the right time because the food is being served.
We talk over dinner while I also organise for the non pickup mates around the corner to drop by, I have to give a 21st speech now and I tell the story of how I fly kicked my sister's huge maori boyfriend one day and lucky it didn't escalate because I would of fully have had to of taken him out along with his giant size maori mates who should eat more because those guys are really tiny. The maori dudes with their no neck's are loving it, plus the fact that inbetween the speech I'm making a point a drop the word "Vagina..." mid sentence, like;
"Hey it's good you guys are alllll here, this is an aweseome event vagina and we really..." and "It's like she's grown up and now you go throu the motions and tribulations vagina.."
You get the picture, don't know why I did this but I think it is very dope, thank you very much.
I'm just being a socialable nigga doing my thing. My dad is doing it dirty old man styles pissed out of his brain and goes to one of my sis's friend "Hey, do you want to come home with me?". He' s doing apoc shocker and shit, now that's fucking funny.
I'm digressing, my mate says "You just can't pickup at house partie's and stuff..." and I'm like "mannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn", so I sidle up to my fair skin blonde bob and we hit the dance floor for abit chatting shit, we come back to the table chatting more shit and the time is just swinging by, I say;
"Hey how you getting home tonight?"
"Oh I think I'm going to sleep here because on the way I think I bumped my tyre or something and I have a flat":/
"Haha really, let's go check">D
We walk out to her car in the front yard, do a half ass circle of her car, "Nah nothing, hey give me a kiss" I say and she kisses wierd, like her chin keeps doing push ups... nevertheless shes up against her ride and we come up for air and revisit the party and have a break from each other while I'm chasing up this other girl who is there and apparently going out with some olympic star, she's just as stunning if not more so anyway blonde bob is eyeing me from a distance being not too far an shit. Olympic hunnie has to run and she invites me to her party in the future
Partie's winding down and dad's passed out slumped in a picnic chair, only a few bodies about fucking up dance floor and me and blonde bob hit the front yard. We are making out and I'm fingering her in the front yard and it's getting pretty intense and one of the giant maori's walks out and goes "Oops oh my sorry haha", blonde bob the cutie says;
"This doesn't happen to me...I mean who are you???"
"What are you talking about, doesn't everybody do this?" (Keep fingering)
Later after a cypher and guitar jamming It's 5 am and I jet off home saying goodbye's and giving blonde bob a goodbye text. Next day I organise to hang out over text and we hang out at queens on the monday.
"I'm reading the financial review, now that's gangggggggggsta". She laughs as I'm fucking around pretending to look up stocks, talk more shit while she eats her din din at queens "Let's go to my house"
"Haha aren't you drunk?"
"Two pints dunno"
"Haha, nah we better not..." We waltz up Mt Lawley and I tell her about the gay bathhouse where dudes are all up in there pounding each other orgy styles in the ass around here and then I tell her how she's a member and the adult shop where you ask for "video head cleaner" and you can buy valium over the counter all under the table styles (this is all true - except for her being a member)
After a short walk around the spot we go back towards our cars,
"Okay, now let's go to my house"=D
"Okay, yeah it's kinda too early to head home anyways...=D"
At cartel biggydoom(tm)
We watch 5 minutes of halfway thru supernatural and make out mega and she has lovely lovely breastasessess, I didn't notice these before cos she's the type to wrap em down, fuck knows why let em swing about baby. Did I mention she has beautiful fair skin and hates the tan look, I find this refreshing. She tells me I'm her second time, literally her second time and she's 22. I'm stunned! How this gawjus gawjus hun can walk about without being pinned (she told me she use to be very shy). The sex was abit ho hum and she was pushing me back in slight pain as we intercoursed it up but I can't really blame her and teaching will be alot of fun
Dopeeeeeeeeee
Fast forward
Up the drive way comes this tall girl with beautiful fair white skin and soft blue eyes and she's got this tight little short haired blonde bob, fucking stylish yet she had an essence of geek about her. So in short she is fucking sexy. She's waltzing around the driveway trying to peer into the backyard.
"Hey, who are you?"=D I ask
"Umm is this __'s party?"
"Yeah she's my sister, what's your name you're nice I think you'd be allowed in"
"Haha, so it's up to you"
"Well yeh but it's alright, you nice, where's all your posse and crew?:D"
"Oh I came alone, me and __ just work together"
"Cool you're allowed to keep me company, come through the back here"=D Caressing the small of her back I bring her into the party and she's made it at the right time because the food is being served.
We talk over dinner while I also organise for the non pickup mates around the corner to drop by, I have to give a 21st speech now and I tell the story of how I fly kicked my sister's huge maori boyfriend one day and lucky it didn't escalate because I would of fully have had to of taken him out along with his giant size maori mates who should eat more because those guys are really tiny. The maori dudes with their no neck's are loving it, plus the fact that inbetween the speech I'm making a point a drop the word "Vagina..." mid sentence, like;
"Hey it's good you guys are alllll here, this is an aweseome event vagina and we really..." and "It's like she's grown up and now you go throu the motions and tribulations vagina.."
You get the picture, don't know why I did this but I think it is very dope, thank you very much.
I'm just being a socialable nigga doing my thing. My dad is doing it dirty old man styles pissed out of his brain and goes to one of my sis's friend "Hey, do you want to come home with me?". He' s doing apoc shocker and shit, now that's fucking funny.
I'm digressing, my mate says "You just can't pickup at house partie's and stuff..." and I'm like "mannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn", so I sidle up to my fair skin blonde bob and we hit the dance floor for abit chatting shit, we come back to the table chatting more shit and the time is just swinging by, I say;
"Hey how you getting home tonight?"
"Oh I think I'm going to sleep here because on the way I think I bumped my tyre or something and I have a flat":/
"Haha really, let's go check">D
We walk out to her car in the front yard, do a half ass circle of her car, "Nah nothing, hey give me a kiss" I say and she kisses wierd, like her chin keeps doing push ups... nevertheless shes up against her ride and we come up for air and revisit the party and have a break from each other while I'm chasing up this other girl who is there and apparently going out with some olympic star, she's just as stunning if not more so anyway blonde bob is eyeing me from a distance being not too far an shit. Olympic hunnie has to run and she invites me to her party in the future
Partie's winding down and dad's passed out slumped in a picnic chair, only a few bodies about fucking up dance floor and me and blonde bob hit the front yard. We are making out and I'm fingering her in the front yard and it's getting pretty intense and one of the giant maori's walks out and goes "Oops oh my sorry haha", blonde bob the cutie says;
"This doesn't happen to me...I mean who are you???"
"What are you talking about, doesn't everybody do this?" (Keep fingering)
Later after a cypher and guitar jamming It's 5 am and I jet off home saying goodbye's and giving blonde bob a goodbye text. Next day I organise to hang out over text and we hang out at queens on the monday.
"I'm reading the financial review, now that's gangggggggggsta". She laughs as I'm fucking around pretending to look up stocks, talk more shit while she eats her din din at queens "Let's go to my house"
"Haha aren't you drunk?"
"Two pints dunno"
"Haha, nah we better not..." We waltz up Mt Lawley and I tell her about the gay bathhouse where dudes are all up in there pounding each other orgy styles in the ass around here and then I tell her how she's a member and the adult shop where you ask for "video head cleaner" and you can buy valium over the counter all under the table styles (this is all true - except for her being a member)
After a short walk around the spot we go back towards our cars,
"Okay, now let's go to my house"=D
"Okay, yeah it's kinda too early to head home anyways...=D"
At cartel biggydoom(tm)
We watch 5 minutes of halfway thru supernatural and make out mega and she has lovely lovely breastasessess, I didn't notice these before cos she's the type to wrap em down, fuck knows why let em swing about baby. Did I mention she has beautiful fair skin and hates the tan look, I find this refreshing. She tells me I'm her second time, literally her second time and she's 22. I'm stunned! How this gawjus gawjus hun can walk about without being pinned (she told me she use to be very shy). The sex was abit ho hum and she was pushing me back in slight pain as we intercoursed it up but I can't really blame her and teaching will be alot of fun
Dopeeeeeeeeee
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