Along with my mentor B-Sarge, as mine (Daddy) still an unknown name in the PUA world, Daddy spent a long weekend in Budapest. The aforementioned B-Sarge has been playing the game on his own for years and last summer Daddy had the good fortune to run into his expertise on a mutual holiday-destination in Poland. A few days in the company of the Pick Up Artist almost delivered Daddy, a relative rookie, a marriage with a true dream woman. B-Sarge specializes in away-game and he mainly focuses on Eastern Europe. It was Daddy's first encounter with him since last summer.

do. 8-12, '11
At first the reunion with B-Sarge wasn't satisfying at all though. Our characters clashed after a few hours and resulted in negs to each other, which eventually got out of hand when Daddy felt compelled to stump B Sarge in the face. Because Daddy's game is mainly based on havin' fun the sarging afterwards wasn't smoothly after all. To make things worse, it turned out that B-Sarge was in a relationship for several months and he said he would take the role as a winger for the further trip. He only try to force Daddy to approach, which didn't make Daddy feel comfortable at all. After B-Sarge opened two Jewish girls in a bar after all Daddy ventilated his cropped anger and frustration on to the targets:

Jew # 1: Yeah, I've been to Amsterdam.
B-Sarge: Seen the red-light district?
J # 1: Yes ... it's crazy ... They have like ALL different people there.
Daddy: Did you someone like you there too then?
* This statement isn't well received, it's on the line, but provided with a good appearance and tone of voice it might be quite acceptable in some cases. After all, if you laugh hard enough you can almost get away with everything you say. With a bitter undertone though: with nothing.*
J # 1: Are you calling me a bitch?
D: No not really ...
BS (in Dutch, adressing Daddy): You can't say that...really.

Not much later we call it a day. The early morning flight (5:00) left its mark and the SPAM was on a very low level at this point. Daddy doubts the expertise of B-Sarge in an internal report calling him "a disgusting man, false prophet, one-trick pony, and an actor." The motivation for these harsh words are as follow: "His style only works with girls who normally can't get any attention. He shows interest with uninteresting questions as 'oh what do you want to do in the future?' (which is the crown jewel of his work)."

To be continued ...