first off disclaimer, this is not made up or exegareted, this is as it happened.
this serves no self glorifying purpose, this is to encourage the out of shapeos and the ones in shape to stay in shape.
this is also the sledgehammer answer to the thread where grown men ask themselves how to REACT to a womans behaviour when shes having a shit on you.this is how you do it, you mkae sure they come at you, you do not make 6page threads wondring about what you should do next to pleae a woman bc she left you confused and insecure,haha, a thread full of 2000word essays every post.
first things first, new years night where all the women want some,they drunk,they more open.you make sure to smell good and be dressed good.
this means, not ultra tight pulloever or tanktop, but just s somewhat tight tshirt with not too long sleeves, so the guns are discreetly visibel.
so i satnd there before the bar-club and smoke a cig, inside numerous, countless women who were with their "best-compromise-lest-evil"choice of "boyfrend" have already eye fucked me to a point where its embarassing for all involved.they act like someone who has seen lambo for forst time in person and is overwhlemed now knwoing where to look at and in what order.
no thinking about what should i do when she texts me this and that blabla.
ok, so standing outside, clandsetlinely, discretly, as if its coincidental, holding the abs tight and the arms slightly under contraction, now coming walking along 2 girls.
my senses can tell from afar they want some.
as they aproaching, i hear the one of them "dammn, look at him", so i put on the multi million dollar hollywood smile and say hapy new years.
they come straight at me and they go"Look at him, hes pure muscle"(they talking about me shreddedness, make note, they dont say hes big guy, they say hes allmuscle, you fat permabulker fucks).
and then they go on "so sexy"blbla and ask me if i will allow them to touch my arms.
i tell them go ahead.they do so,and procedd to touch my chest,and abs, through the tshirt.
they ask if im with the chippendales.i reply no, im better than them.
by now, a slight female crowd is gathering around the spot, observing whats happening,the air is bathedin the breath of salivating mouths, itchy vaginas,glazing eyes.they realize the better of the marlboro man is standing infront of them.the fantasy they use when lonely in bed rubbing their clits.
i keep my cool under the pressure, and now think is the moment for the following.
i ask them"perhaps you want see the abs"they say yes, so i lift the shirt, exposing rock hard chiseled midescetion.
now one standyier woman comes and asks if she can lick them, i say sure.
now estrogenig chain reaction breaks loose, they ask do you have facebook(nah i dont).
another comes and tells me her number loudly as very fisrt thing, haha as if id memorize it.
they know no holding back at this point, all the ladylike behaviour is thrown out of the window(so much for asking what to do when woman sends wierd texts, you do not overcomplicate things), my shirt is now in acute danger of being torn apart.
one of the girl lifts up her skirt and has nothing under it,just pantyhose and says look at my abs, putting my hnad on her crotch area
another on slips her hands from the abs right into my pants ,grabbing the penis.other says she wet as hell and asks me if i want a blowjob right there right now, evry crowded place, full of ppl,middle of the city
i tell them all to calm down, i love them all, but one at a time.
then i annonce my phone number and they get their phones out to memory my number, as if its a special moment at michael jackson concert-gig.they ask to take pics etc blabla,i let them.
i dont say i like one in particular, i tell them can "holla at me" any time, the lot of them.
the situation calms down after this, i pick one and go on to spent the rest of night celebrating new year eve with.
in conclusion, the mroal of the story is, when you have the look and bit charme, you get away with almost everything,right in their faces.
do not overthink what women might think or do next.let them come at you.
do not hink too much, better spend more time in the gym, less time eating.
then earn your reward at snipping with the fingers.
this isnt even the whole evening,this is just to get the pint across.
you got one life, sitting at home and saying its not worth the effort, forc feeding yourself with oreos, this is akin to thworing your life in the garbage bin, dont cinfuse this fattie behaivour with "enjoying life".all the french food conaisseurs are fat disgusting fucks who break out on sewat waterfalls as soon they start moving.its disgusting.
are the gym session great fun,where you blast the muscles into deel pain zone?hellno.its not a nice warm feeling, theres easier ways to spend the day.
are the cardio sessions where your lungs scream for air, where you heart feels like youre gonna shit or vomit it out fun?
is the burning feel in all fibres fun?hell no.
is the cardio boring.yes.
is eating mostly pale taste always more or less the same foods enjoyable?not really.
are the hunger attacks,the hunger bangs and the almost panick like hunger attacks to go through great fun?tyhey certainly arent.
theres more comfortbale things to do.but can all do them after the gym.you out of shape fatties have not any advantage in life comfortabilty,you just never bother to move at all.
is it worth it?
well if youre not a faggeet and like woman flying at you like flies to shit,then its all worth it.
cheers,happy new year to all.that said,stop the excuses and sedantery lifestyle.
lay the fork down once in a while, you risking to swallow it one day by accident or something
One of your best posts. Young fuckers read this thing carefully.
Ive personally found that what Gal wrote is true. Oh and FUCKING SMILE, not like some goofy bastard, but confident.