Twitter madness when the weekend’s here for SocialK.
Friday nights: my twitter timeline 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”.
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