MatureDJ
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I was reading this and it got me interested:
www.quora.com
What's the strangest strategy you've seen a friend use to score ladies?
Answer (1 of 73): My friend Jerry, is a ladies man. He got dates all the friggin’ time. Interestingly, he wasn’t ‘classically’ good-looking. Jerry was only 5′7, regular looking, no high baller, nothing different or impressive. Just a regular Joe with a friendly smile and a great sense of humor....
It would kind of piss me off.
Not really, but kinda, in a way that made me shake my head and laugh while thinking:
“Really?”
My buddy Mike and I used to frequent a bar that was walking distance from our house. We would spend at least one weekend evening (but usually two) at this bar drinking into the wee hours.
Now, Mike was a handsome enough guy. Very nice, humble, friendly, and confident enough, too. He was a good conversationalist. But nothing about this guy would strike him to anyone as a pick-up artist.
And yet, somehow, he punched way above his weight; he would rack up some serious numbers with the ladies- Master Panty Dropper.
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How?
He would just start talking with a girl at the bar. There were no slick lines. No practiced scrunchy face handsome look that made her melt.
It was usually, later in the night, just a simple: “Want to go to my house and play some Wii Tennis?”
Yup. You heard that right.
Wii. ****ing. Tennis.
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On many occasions, I’d walk home, and there he’d be in the living room with a new lady friend. One remote in his hand- One remote in hers.
Swinging away with the remotes like they were playing tennis.
Sometimes a gal would even just have her bra top on. (He swears it was never “Strip Wii Tennis” to my inquiries. “She just took it off” apparently.)
They’d both be laughing. Swinging away. Sometimes even sweating from their efforts. They’d usually have a beer in their other hand, playing best 2 out of 3, 3 out of 5 and so on.
I’d smile, chug some water and head to my room.
Eventually, the moans of pleasure would emit from his bedroom some time after that.
(And then a bunch of guys jumped in their cars to go buy Nintendo Wiis.)
Nintendo - you owe me $1000 for this free commercial.
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