My Friday Night Twitter Feed At The Club(Fri’,13th.).Plus “Almost-Sure” Sex Slipped Through My Hands!!

Twitter madness when the weekend’s here for SocialK.

Friday nights:my twitter feed/TL is hectic as it can get.Was just vibing with my boys J Roc & Ryan from the new MTV’s Pauly D Project.My man LS Fader,a head PUA instructor for Love Systems…

9:06 “Just seen my man #Unit.We partying tonight like @DameChar but we bad-boys though”.

9:33 “Getting prepped and ready for the club tonight with my main man #Unit http://twitpic.com/99guzw”.

9:35 “My philosophy for tonight:”fuck a #-close,strictly SNL(same night lays) attempts”.

9:42 “Gotta put my #iPhone in my back pocket in case I grind on a chic tonight.Don’t want the shit dialing all types on #’s off a girl’s ass”.

9:50 “@RyanLabbe-If you dare sleep in the #NYC on a Friday night,you might as well give up partying bro!”.

9:57 “Why do I have a strange urge to buy girls drinks tonight like some #AFC(wussy).I might just actually just go out with entree fee only($20)”.

10:00 “I’m peacocked-out.Those who say that peacocking doesn’t help Game.Fucc U!It’s always helped mines over the years”.

10:23 pambrown28803-@SocialKenny “ciroc and frozen strawberry lemonade. #wavy”.

10:30 “@pambrowwn28803-”Lol sounds good.I need to try that mixture of #Ciroc and the lemonade.If it doesn’t taste great,we’re gonna fight”.

10:36 pambrown28803-@SocialKenny it’s awesome!!!! But if ya wanna go at it we can. Haha ha! Happy Saturday”.

10:48 “@ the club getting warmed up.My boy #Unit already almost got into a fight to get kicced out the spot lol”.

11:34 “I’m yet to get active and feel the vibe.Dj plying some dumb Reggae shit”.

11:43 “Fucking DJ’s playing bullshit as usual!!!Where the fucc is the refund when you need it”.

12:11 “This HB8.1 keeps hovering while I tweet.I’m feeling in the zone despite the shitty music.About to grab her for a dance”.

12:18 “Its’ like #Amsterdam up in this bitch!Dudes smoking like chimneys all around me”.

12:34 “Music still sucks but I’m in the zone”.

1:03 “Muthafucka spilled a beer on my Blackberry!Intentional I know ’cause I’m probably grinding on his chic lmao”.

1:30 “Eventhough I promised not to get any #’s,I just #-closed a 7.Ok come on guys,I know a 7 isn’t that impressive but…”.

1:36 “@IamJroc-Lmao throwback #MobbDeep”.

1:37 “IamJroc-@SocialKenny: #classic”.

1:38 “@IamJroc-No doubt bro’!”.

1:40 “Now they playing #Techno!About fucking time!!!Yea yea yea!!”.

1:45 “Damn!!They killing me with the Trance”.

1:53 “Dancing my ass off right now”.

2:00 “Fist pumpin’ with my boy #Unit like it’s the #JerseyShore”!!!

2:04 “My dick jus got hard grinding on that 7 so I had to take a break lol.I’m moving in on her to fuck her after club”.

2:17 “@LS_Fader-ATB!!!Word!!!?#ATB as in #Trance?”.

2:18 “LS_Fader- @Socialkenny-”Yup. Doing great”.

2:44 Reetweet by @LS_Fader- “ATB surrounded by a bunch of amateur club kids. Omg it’s like Fischer price my 1st club experience lmao http://img.ly/gN6D”.

3:01 “I don’t wanna jinx myself but I might be f-closing this HB7 after some more comfort building”.

4:10 “It’s 4 am,the HB7 supposed to pick my ass up for an after-the club rendez-vous”.

4:20 “This bitch #flaked!!!!?This one is on me.Fucc it!”

4:31 “I’m surprised @RyanLabbe can tweet while #twisted.Or he must be sober as hell tonight”.

4:35 “Fucking feet killing me from all this walking.Trick flaked on scooping me up at the said location(bustop).Same night lay went wrong lol”.

How I let the pussy slip away last night

I spotted 3 hot girls semi dancing as I walked the dance floor.I said to the nearest one(from the side):“Why don’t you free yourself and start dancing?Is your drink not strong enough”?She LOL’s,I roll off to come back[part of my strategy].

I returned and danced beside her(without touching as to test the waters of her body language).I said to her,“I know you’re ready for me.Show me how to dance”.She LOL’s and said loudly in my ears,“You look like a dancer already”.I roll off again after eye flirting with her[rolling off is part of my skill set].

I came back a while later and started to grind on her ass with my hands on her shoulders,then her waists…

I repeated this dance with her for 2 minutes,roll off,return,dance again.Doing this(rolling off)shows the girl that you’re not the average needy guy who’s gonna latch onto her all night and not give her space.

During the dance,I put my phone in her hand and said to her,“punch in your phone # before I get upset”(with a sly,dominant smile).She laughs and punch in her #.I said,“Good girl”.She LOL’s.

I lost her during the crowd and darkness,so I sent her a text,“Meet me on the walk way so we can chat”.Replied OK.But we happened to spot each other just after the texts.

She tells me that her girlfriends are ready to leave.I said to her,“But we’re supposed to hang out”(which isn’t true BTW lol,but I’m setting a mental frame here by assuming we’re hanging out.Nice trick).

So she says to me,“Do you wanna come”?So we all bounced to the outside of the club.She tells me she’s driving,so we all 4 go to the car,I’m leaning through her window,she tells me that she’s gonna drop her GF’s home and we hang out after.So,I can hop in now or text her to meet me at a central location.

WHY THE FUCK DID I CHOSE TO NOT HOP IN!!!DAMN!!!!

Instead,I said to her,“Nah,take your friends home,and I’ll text you to meet me at a certain bustop”.

FUCK!!!

At that juncture,I essentially forfeited the chance to bang this girl.

On her drive home,she now has enough mental space to backwards rationalize the situation and back out and flake.

Had I hopped in her car when she suggested at the get-go,she wouldn’t have the chance to back out,nor the chance to backwards rationalize and think things over.

Why I backed out mystifies the shit out of me!Consider it rust,as I haven’t seriously attempted SNL’s in almost 2 years.

Anyway,so I went to a nearby bustop then texted her to meet me at the bustop on ***** & *** streets.10 minutes passed:no reply text.

At that point,I already knew what was up.I already knew I fucked up and miscalibrated.And I knew she wasn’t coming back.

It’s almost 5 am,I wasn’t gonna be caught out as the sun rises,so I sent her a last text:“Hey Trish,something came up,so we not gonna be able to meet”.

That text was basically a ploy to play it off(reverse psychology).

A night of pussy-banging vanished fast due to a critical mistake at crunch-time in the pick up.

Let’s follow each other on Twitter for my usual weekend debauchery. http://twitter.com/Socialkenny

Bar-Girl Field Report PT.2(continuation)

If you hadn’t read part 1 yet from the previous night(Friday);check it out here:Bar girl field report broken down. I’m just gonna get straight into tonight’s details.

*This morning,the HB7 I met last night at a bar called me(woke me up actually)around 10 AM.We chatted for about 15 min.

Now Saturday Night:

*8:30 PM:I Texted her.”Hey Sh***n,I’m gonna be at the same bar in a bit.Feel free to meet me there”.

*9:30 PM:Stood outside bar,she passed and went in.

*I went in 5 minutes after,seen a guy friend of mine,chatted with him for about 30 minutes.

*Guy offers to buy HB7 drink,she declines politely,I approached her table,sat,chatted…

*Found out she does have a BF.Told her I sought of have an on-off GF(currently off),so we’re even.

*Flirted,chatted about many things[building comfort]from kids to her ideal type of guy[which resembles me].

*10:00 PM:Told her I had a favorite hang out at the pier nearby.Very chilled atmosphere,and that I was gonna be heading there in about an hour,and I want her to come along.

*Hesitantly said it sounds good but don’t know about tonight since her allergies are acting up.

*11:00 PM:Told her that the bar was kinda dead tonight(obviously),so it’s best we bounce.I’m definitely bouncing to the pier.

*11:15 PM:Lied to her that I over heard the staff saying they were closing early(soon)since it was a pretty-slow night.So we should go chill just outside.

*She hesitated to get up,so I got up first[leading],then she followed[submissive role].Both of us went outside,chatted for 10 minutes in front the bar.

*Told her let’s take a walk,she complained about her new shoes being too tight so she doesn’t wanna walk much[token resistance],so I slightly walked off[leading] so she followed[submissive role].

*11:36 PM:We walked to the pier,chatted about the nastiest stuff we ever ate(turtle),held her hand for 3 seconds,released.

*11:50 PM:Got to the romantic-darkened pier aka lover’s lane[this spot is typically where lovers and cheaters go to do them],guy in a van(most likely a cheater)got startled as we came so he revved his engine and bounced.

*We sat lover looking water,15 minutes later,took her hand and led her to a huge boat that’s docked up there.Playfully said if I plan on her drowning by going on the boat ’cause she doesn’t swim.I kept leading her,we went on the boat,sat down on the railing.

*Chatted about how much fun her BF is[lmao go figure],I killed the BF subject by asking if she has music on her phone.She cranked up some disco track.

*Took both of her hands,lifted her off the railing,she cracked up saying she’s not gonna dance,I start grinding on her thighs playfully,she said “OK,I’m gonna dance just this once”.

*We danced and grind on each other on and off for about 10 minutes,took her hands,led her to the other side of the boat over looking the sea,grind on her booty while I massaged her shoulders.

*Her fucking phone rings,she looks at it,sucked her teeth then put the phone back in her pocket.

*A minutes later,phone rings again,she sighs disgustedly,tells me to be quiet for a second,she moves away a bit and answers,“I’m at the pier.With a friend.No,it’s a guy friend.Nothing.Just catching up.Where are you?We’re not doing anything we’re not supposed to.Hello,hello,hello…”

*Apparently he hung up on her,she comes back over,I held her,caressed her,said he seems pissed now and that she might be in trouble.I ignored her,she kept bitching about him hanging up.

*He calls back,tells me to be quiet.As she talked,I was caressing her shoulders and playfully trying to over hear the convo.

*Hangs up and said she has to go home(in an “I can’t believe he’s upset laughing manner).

*I’m subtly tryna convince her to stay,she slowly walks off saying she’s ready to leave.I’m cursing in my mind saying I should’ve fucking escalated faster to bang her right there!

*I take her hand while she walks off to slightly stop her by pulling her back but she insisted on going[not in an upset manner.More like a combo of shocked and playful].

*Figured at that point,her BF was probably speeding on his way to the pier,so it’s safer we just bounce.

*As we walked from the pier,threw my hands over her shoulders,stopped her,embraced her from behind,sniffed her hair[Mystery's classic move],caressed her neck a bit while I tugged on her bra strap,she pulls away playfully.

*Kept saying she can’t believe he’s upset or hung up on her just cause she’s talking to someone.

*Sensing ain’t shit else going down tonight since the BF fucked up the vibe,so as we approached an intersection,I told her I’m gonna make a right(while she goes straight).

*Said good night,walks off,I grabbed her hand,pull her back to me playfully,she chuckles.My intention was to kiss close her but some fucking car came screeching down the street.I’m thinking it’s her BF enraged with the intentions of running us the fuck over LMAO.

*So I released her hands and let her continue walk as the car came shooting down the road.

*Got home about 20 minutes later,texted her saying that I had fun and want to run my fingers across her body.

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It’s now 1:37 AM and my ass is retiring to bed.Ready to leave off where we finished hopefully tomorrow.Just hope she doesn’t get all sorry for almost betraying her BF thus try to flake on me next time.Fingers crossed.

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2 other interesting field reports:

Bar-Girl Field Report Broken Down

It’s 1 A.M.(Saturday morning),just strolling in from my grandma’s.Had few Coors Lights so I’m a bit tipsy as I scribe this report[excuse the slurs].

Earlier That Night

*Outside the bar,spotted a sexy 8 entering the joint solo.I rolled in 5 minutes later,went to the bar,bantered with the sexy- hired gun[bartender]about the crappy-ass music they were playing[building social proof for the 8 to see].Tried convincing her to give me a free drink to no avail[at least I tried lol].Struck up a little fluff-talk convo with another HB8 on the stool beside me:”Don’t tell me you’re addicted to that too[she was playing 1 of those scratch-lottery thingy]“?She blurted out “No”!

*After some more fluff about lottery and music,the ‘USUALS’ started rolling in,giving me some shitty looks as if I was intruding on their territory.Scanned my periphery and noticed my original target[the 8] sitting alone at a table bobbing her head to the music.At that point,I ramp my social skills up a notch so she sees what a cool/social guy I was.So I engaged the sexier bartender and the lotto-girl in a 3-way chat about beers.

*Took a swig of the Coors,glanced over and locked eyes with the target.We locked eyes for about 1.5 seconds(which is pretty fucking long).I was surprised and impressed that she didn’t look away instantly as she was caught staring and gazing at me.That was all I needed to see to know that it was ‘ON’ like Donkey Kong,and she was liking the merchandise[IOI central].

*5 minutes later,I still hadn’t approached her(kept building social proof by she seeing me chatting with other girls).I wanted to be social proofed out the ass!!!

*Ok it’s time.Enough of the preliminaries and eye contact.We locked eyes again, so I approached her table.I could overhear few guys talking shit as if they were rooting for me to get an epic rejection LMAO!

*I thought of a quick opening line[canned or what?],then decided to go with a situational opener(opener based on what’s happening around us).Perfect on-the fly opener came to me in a nano-second as I strolled over to her:

Me:[with a cocky,sly smile]“So…just let me know straight up.You like what you see or not”?

HB8:[Giggles and laughs.I actually didn't expect this reaction]“What are you talking about”?

Me:“Come on SMH:don’t play smart now.I see you checking me out all night.You must like what you see”.

HB8:[More laughter]“I was actually looking at the girl next to you scratching all those lotto tickets”.

[Of course I knew it was instant bullshit].

Me:“There wasn’t no chic next to me.Let me find out you were checking out that old- sleazy guy over there lol”.

HB8:[Laughs hysterically]…”.

I can’t remember what else was said verbatim(word for word).But I rolled off on a good note(leaving her giggly) with all my cock-funny shit.Reason for me rolling off is “pick-up 101″:didn’t want to come off as needy,or as if I was gonna be hounding her all night like a loser.So,by rolling off,it intrigued her and subcommunicated to her that I was a Man of Substance.

*Went outside,fiddled with my iPhone a bit and tweeted what was going down[Soloist knows what's up],re-entered the bar,chat up 1 of the bartenders and some dude next to me.HB8 looking bored as hell(most likely wondering why I bounced and wishing I’d return).So I went back over to her.This time,I knew that she wouldn’t mine if I stay longer,so I said to her:“pass me the other chair so I can sit.That’s pretty rude that you didn’t even suggest I sit”..

So that was 1 of my techniques of putting the girl on the spot.

*We sat and chatter for about 45 min.,with me of course occasionally getting up and leaving for a minute or two to take a piss and chat up some other girls(to let her know that she had to work for my ass to stay).

HB8:“I’ve been coming to this bar for the past 2 months but never seen you”.
Me:[Her interest level skyrocketing]“Actually I seen you the other week and wanted to approach but you had an army of guys swarming you.IDK if they were your bodyguards but I didn’t wanna get beat up”.

HB8:[She hits me on my shoulder/IOI]“These guys here are boring.I sat all night bored”.[Her way of letting me know she's available and wanted more stimulation].

*Holy shit!!!!This chic had a whole bottle of Smirnoff Vodka for herself LMAO!She told me it was for her and her date.That’s when I figured someone was to meet her.I busted on her about her date standing her up or that we should leave and hide from him.

Flirt meter is on maximum right now!

*We talked about drinking,who could handle the most:women or men,she mentioned that she “ loves to dance and sweat out the alcohol “[sweating indicates hot-steamy sex to me lol],then we had a damn-near 10 minutes dialogue on Body Piercings.Said she always wanted a tongue ring[oral baby lmao!],I fibbed and told her that I have one,so come closer to see it[but I never followed through].Then she said,” What about other piercings like below? “.Woa!!!After telling her I love to see piercings “downtown”,she hits me in a playful-flirty manner[IOI]…

*Coulda,Woulda,Shoulda moment:At that juncture(after she hits me,laughing about pussy-lip piercing,I could’ve gone in for the kiss-close make out right on the spot[fuck man!!].

Now,I know to guys who have no Game,or to the feminists,that’s tantamount to molestation and sexual harassment,by making out with a strange girl at a bar.But to a pick-up artist and a woman in heat:that’s perfectly acceptable dammit!!She craves for a guy who can be that bold to seize the fucking moment.However,I bitched out on the moment to grab her and tongue her down[SMDH].

*She invited me to go clubbing with her later on after the bar.I declined.Why?I’m not accompanying any girl to the club,to then get lost in the charged atmosphere .If I met her at the club:then cool,I have to seduce her there”.But I felt it would’ve been a step backward to take her clubbing.Fuck clubbing!I wanna take her home!

*It’s almost an hour later and her would-be date hadn’t arrived[I knew it was bullshit.She was basically tryna convince me that she was highly desired by men].I decided it was time to get her #:

Me: “So are you allowed to give out your #?I mean it’s OK if you can’t.I really wouldn’t want your secret-husband to find out that a sexy guy like me was tryna seduce his wife lol”.

HB8:”LHAO you are funny.I don’t have a husband nor anyone to answer to “.

Me:“It betta not be a fake # or I’m gonna spank that ass!I’m gonna call it right now to confirm,so tell me the truth now if it’s a fake.I won’t be mad at you if it is”.

HB8:“LHAO it’s not a fake.Call it right now-I bet you”!

BTW,that’s a little trick I learned years ago from a natural[calling her bluff by threatening to call her on the spot].

*The # was official(as expected).I told her to “put a sexy name with my # in your phone.Something like Sexy K”.

*As much as I’m down for banging her right away,I had to run some errands for my grandma before it got too late[DAMN!!!]!!! Told her that I was leaving her to the fun & interesting guys since I was obviously making her bored[I was basically rubbing it in since I knew I was the most interesting and ballsy guy in the bar.Ok I know that sounds condescending but...].

*10 minutes later,I sent her a text message telling her to enjoy at the bar and the club later on.And that I might just meet up with her at the club[which I didn't mean by the way].

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BREAKDOWN LESSON:

The key points in last night’s pick-up were these:

1.Before I approached,I craftily made sure she seen me chatting to other girls and guys.This made her see that I was Social,Safe & Well-Liked .By approaching with this groundwork set:there’s no way on Earth she would’ve rejected me.This is the essence of social-circle game.I was virtually rejection-proof at that point!

2.I approached her confidently and cocky.Not giving a shit to offend by assuming she was checking me out.Assumption openers are my favorite.

3.I False-Time Constraint.That’s pick-up community jargon for positioning your body as though you’re about to leave,or not intending to stay long.So instead of grabbing a chair and sit right away,I acted as if I was leaving,continued chatting then went back to the bar counter.

4.I kept getting up,kept chatting to other women in the venue.Other guys would’ve been glued to the seat all night,giving her undivided attention(which she doesn’t deserve at that point).

5.My vibe said to her that in order to keep me chatting with you,you’re gonna have to work harder and show more interest in me .By getting up continuously,it says to her subconscious that she’s boring me,and I’m not that into her.That would then trigger her to show more interest by subtle signs[IOI's].In turn,what did she do when I sat back down?She showed more interest in me by smiling more,laughing more,subconsciously turning her body towards me more,flirting more,talking more,asking more questions…

6.I teased her a lot,busted on her,laughed at her…I basically had an IDGAF persona.Obviously,that made her more interested in me[Krauser PUA is good at this.]

7.I never rushed for her phone #.I could’ve done what most guys would:nervously talk to her for half a minute via boring questions.Ask for her #(without any attraction),get the fake # then leave.Or if she does give a real #,she would just not answer whenever he calls. By me getting her # almost an hour down the road:it was guaranteed to be a REAL #,and we would’ve had more rapport and connection.

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My 3 Mistakes:

1.I didn’t touch her often enough[KINO].Somehow,I felt a bit too pussy to get more physical as usual[I should've went Arab Game on her].

2.I didn’t suggest we bounce together for a walk or something.I stayed too fucking long in the same location!

3.As the first mistake pointed out:I could’ve been more sexual,more touchy,and went for the kiss as I noticed she was opened for it. Hey Solo,I know you said on Twitter that you wanted some pic’ proof.Stay tuned bro’ lol.

Field report:”KINO lesson-the Arab way”.

It’s been 3 straight nights of hard-bar game at the same bar I gamed at 2 nights ago[Christmas Eve Field Report(at the bar)].I’m going and going like a damn energizer-bunny!!!

Last night,I entered the bar and spotted a 2 set chubby girls sitting alone at a table waiting on drinks.I wasn’t gonna wait around like an anti-social dude,so I said WTH,I might as well entertain the fatties until some hotter girls rolled in[social proof].So I rolled over to their table[an empty seat was there],time constraint,sat down by saying,”I’m not asking anyone’s permission to sit here.It’s a free world so let’s enjoy the freedom while it lasts”.Cheeky/cocky-funny lines like those are my favorite.They never fail me.I threw it with a sly smile and the girls giggled away at how ballsy I was.

A while later,some Arab dude rolled up to the table,introduced himself,started chatting up the other fatty,grabbed a seat and started gaming lol.Talk about balls.This MOFO had game and exuded an alpha confidence that made me look like a fucking looser!The thing that was surprising about his verbal game(which I over heard via his poor English)was that he used negs and he never held back on saying shit that the average guy would see as ‘forward,disrespectful and inappropriate’.This MOFO natural had game lol!

Most of all:he KINO’d the fuck out of that girl LMAO!!!Right off the bat!!!

It wasn’t loud at all in the venue,but the Syrian-Rico Suave understood KINO and getting close,so he was all up in her ear and on her shoulders.

The girl was totally into him after a while:getting all up into his space.

Doesn’t he look like Fatush from the movie Zohan with the bandana on his head LMAO?

I wasn’t doing much of anything besides waiting for some HB’s to come through.I mean-I was definitely active(verbally)and keeping the vibe up,but I wasn’t engaging my fatty despite talking to me.One more beer and those chubbies probably would be looking like models I would lay,but I just drank a Coors and relaxed.

Funny thing about it though,these girls were fucking buying out their asses!!I never had to spend a dime.Neither did the Syrian dude lol.This guy was awesome in that he didn’t go AFC and buy drinks.These girls were literally slinging drinks at us as if to get us drunk or something!!!They ordered some tacos and pizza for all of us[go figure-they really should not have been eating that shit lol].

About 2 hours in,some HB9′s rolled in so I approached and open at the counter,“Hey,you’re that girl who stood me up the other night[with a smile of course].That was messed up.The 2 set smiled and giggled and denied it was her.The fatter one gravitated to me as if she planned on picking me up.What the fuck is with me and big girls!?They seem to always try re-open me and select me as their targets.

Hot chic in white was my target who I’d hit with the ‘stood me up’ line.

My target was the trim one but the bigger one basically brushed her aside and started engaging me!Fuck!!!So the slimmer one was being chatted up by some AFC dude.I was literally in set for like 45 minutes with this hefty girl(who was mighty cute in the face BTW lol) but she kept pushing comfort/rapport stuff looking for a deep connection by talking to me about having a miscarriage years ago…So I snuck back off to the original fatty-set.The Arab dude was hugged up with his,2 other black dudes were at the table tag teaming the other one.The girls was busting on me for bouncing on them…

The key lesson for all of us(from the Syrian-Rico Suave)is this:

KINO,KINO,KINO!!!And you don’t have to buy girls drinks in order to get some play.Have the girls buy you drinks instead.That’s a more powerful tactic to make her invest.

This dude pecked her on the cheeks,hugged her,touched her waist(after talking about some body tattoos),massaged her arms,tugged on her chubby cheeks like a mom would do to her chubby baby lol.This fucking dude was the quintessential example of an Alpha.His calibration and timing was so ‘ON’ that whenever he’d KINO’d,the girl never recoiled since it wasn’t awkward.

I learned a lot last night from the Arab stallion lol.Who knows what the hell happened.They all left together(while I was engaging some other girls).Maybe they had a fatty 3-some.

I wanna believe KINO is huge in the Middle-East,or at least customary.because the way this guy came off from the gate seems as if it’s something he was born with.

And check out Christmas Eve Field Report.

Christmas-Eve Field Report & Sarge

It’s 2 AM,I’m just strolling in,tipsy as a MOFO,barely made it up my flight of stairs.Hoping I’m sober enough to write this field report without slurring on paper in other words.So forgive me if I get sloppy.

Ok guys,for those who follow me on Twitter,you would’ve known that I was out all night at a new bar.I was supposed to meet up with a Canadian girl(HB9)but she never showed[I showed up too late I believe].But I quickly settled into a rhythm.There were lots of chics strolling the streets outside the bar,so I decided to put my iPhone to whatever good use it has to snap some pics while my buddies game.

*[I fell asleep,just woke up Sunday morning feeling sober].

So before I went in the bar,I was chillin with few friends in a rental car tryna get at some HB’s at the Square[a popular-hussle & bussle area on the island].

A crew of fatties congregating.I guess they all roll in packs or herds[that was a low-blow I know].

My boy Box calls over the slimmest one out the crew to start gaming her.She has a pouch on the tummy.Apart from that:she’s a solid 9.3 in the face and figure.She’s tall as hell though!This chic is like 6’1!!!

HB-Tall’s chubby friend tries pulling the external interrupt by calling her over.Like a good friend-she obliges lol.As I was analyzing,there were major girl coding going on here.But my boy Box stays persistent and bust on her for having her friend control her lol.So he games on.

10 minutes later,my boy Box is still in set-not giving up easily as most guys would.Persistence is key here guys.The girl slowly walks off but Box stays at it LMAO.He was getting good vibes BTW.Just that her 1 fucking fat friend kept sabotaging the set.Most likely cause she wasn’t getting any play.I could’ve occupied the obstacle[to use heavy PUA term] but I was more concerned with breaking down the in-field dynamics.

Ok,Box continued gaming the tall HB all the way down the bloc so we pulled up on 2 chics standing in the fucking street[they do that a lot here-congregate in mid road].1 was super-slim,the other OK.Nothing much happened.

The fellaz stayed outside doing street pick up while I went solo to the bar straight ahead.

My first time in this new bar that just opened last week.No grenades here.The 2 bartenders were hot as furnaces.1 white,the other black.Wow,these girls were drinking on the job.That’s progressive LMAO.

I don’t usually game hired guns(waiters,bartenders,strippers,etc)but I chatted them up a bit.The black one(on the left)is from NY and the snowbunny is from Toronto[Soloist got me using that word hard].

My boys shortly came in,we grabbed a table,few bottles(red wine and Smirnoff) …IDK what the hell I was thinking but I went to the counter and said to the black bartender,”Do you still model”?Lmao must’ve been the alcohol talking to re-open with such a lame/AFC’ish question.She gave me a WTF grimace so I said,”When we chatted earlier,you told me you modeled”.The shit stalled,I C&B(crash and burn)…

Right next to our table was a 4 set.1 fat,other 3 model-figure[no footage though].I opened the set by saying to the chubby one(since she was the leader of the group/alpha female),”Hey,why dont you be a nice girl and take my pic”.You’re taking everyone else’s pic in the damn bar.What happened to me lol”!!?That was good banter line to break the ice[banter is the biggest part to my game].

As expected,she LOLs grabs her cam out her bag and took few photos of me and the boys.Before I got to chat up her friends via introduction[I didn't have a target in mind yet],some orbiter tries AMOG’ing me to lower my value and get me out of the set.But I did the best AMOG destroyer- ignored him[Nice lmao].

Fount out that they were from the NY Tri-State area(Waterbury,Connecticut),down here for the holiday.Before they bounced,they told us to meet up with them at some party or club.The details were vague(probably since they weren’t familiar with the island),so I didn’t even know where the hell to meet them with the boys.

*Key note here:It’s a must that you first open the leader of any set.You cannot open a set by going straight for the target and ignoring the leader of the group.You’ll get blown the fuck out via girl-code.So that’s why I’d opened the fat one since she was the loudest one:in other words leader of the set.So once you win her over,the other girls in her social circle MUST conform.

Conclusion
My boys bounced to the club,I was too tired and had a bit too much red wine so I took my ass home instead.No telling what would’ve transpired with the CT girls(had I went to the club)but fuck it.