It started by me challenging my buddy to open these two girls. He was ready to go for it; however, he has been out of the game for a while and he experienced some anxiety. So, I tell him that I"ll open it.

The opener I used: "Hey, excuse me.... I only have second here, but I need to ask the two of you a question. My boy is having his birthday next week and he asked me and my boys to throw him a party. So we get it all set up and then he tells me that he wants to invite my ex-girlfriend. To the party that I'm putting on for him. Is that not weird? Is that not fucked up?"

This was quite a conversation starter. They could not get their fill on spewing their opinions. In the end, I don't even remember what they said, but it ended with a sweet number close. One for me, one for my buddy.

And that's not all...

So we move on with our gains in hand. We move to another bar and we walk into the most hostile environment. There were guys staring us down.... girls hating for no reason at all. It is true that my boys and I were slightly overdressed for this specific venue, but the hate was beyond unjustified.

I walk up to the bar to order drinks for my crew. During my wait for the drinks, I threw out a shotgun neg and ripped on the venue. Almost immediately everyone was on my ass. "What the fuck man????" I was only having a good time. This girl then began really seriously hating on me. First it was my shirt,
your shirt is gay, dude," then my demeanor, then my voice. So I neg the entire group again, turned my back, then approached another group entirely.

So finally one of the girls walks back behind me and I ask her, "Seriously... why do you hate life so much?" Her response was that she just found out that her boyfriend was fucking another dude. My response: "Well, I can see where you're coming from, but honestly, I have to say that if my girlfriend was fucking other girls, I'd be seriously loving life."

Somehow this gave me some props. Next thing I know, this bitch is running up to me and starts shit-testing me. She going on and on and I finally run the cologne test on her. "Tell me, which of these colognes smells the best?" I extend my right wrist to her face and she smells. Then I extend my left, and she leans over me to smell. She remarks that she prefers the second. Then I say, "hold on there. You're not done, missy." I lift my head and say, "the last one is on my neck." She looks at me, spectacle for a second. "Come on, I don't have all day." She breaks a smile and leans in and smells my neck. As her lips breezed by my neck, I realized, once again, that my life is fucking amazing. Then she asks what we're doing after hours. I told her, "something else, but we'll definitely be doing something tomorrow." Her response: "well, here's my number."

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-Appitamy

way to go dude.

this shit really does inspire you to go and strike out of the ball park

Good report
The "you look gay shit" is gold, fire back good with that one and you're in. Remember me firing back at an hb telling me that, I gave her a confident deep stare and responded with "I know hun, but you came all the way over to tell me that, well how generous" . While later I took her seat so she sat on my lap and I was touchy with the excuse of "hey, I can do that if I'm gay" , ended up in some nasty making out.

That was my roommate/wing that was typing that story last night, he's an aspiring writer and an attorney..I told him to practice by writing the story from last night through my eyes....It was one of the best nights sarging that we have had together, we had a friend with us that hasn't seen us run game before....He was fucking mind blown, he's still confused today...as he changes all the lights in this girls condo that I'm fucking...I'm making him do it for a good reason though, it needs to always be a Win/Win, right?!
I have never felt so much power and confidence as I did last night, walking into a set looking completely out of place...We looked like the guys from entourage rolling into a biker bar at the local trailer park....I played that place from front to back, not just bitches but guys too...they were the biggest hatters and there were 2 AMOG's talking shit about my shirt, I approached and said to the guy " When your Mom can make a shirt that looks this good out of a picnic table cloth, you can talk shit to me, until then watch what you say about my shirt." They fucking wanted to be my best friend after that, I used a lot of NLP on these guys, started anchoring myself to money and success and started pacing them about how good they are with there moving business and shit...I number closed these two fucking guys for networking purposes....I know a lot of you cats are on here strictly for "The game" but I want to be able to game guys / girls/ entire fucking night clubs....fuck entire cities....to me its not about the F-close....it's about walking in to a place or situation and taking ownership of that shit hole and making everyone in there your bitch....And that's what I did last night.
I just bench pressed the fucking World
Now I need to do it to do it better and in a tougher situation.
Anyone know of a good tape recorder I could pick up for recording my sarging? something with a shit ton of record time?
Thanks,.

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M.S.H!
-Appitamy