Don't hate the game.
Wednesday, September 26, 2012 2:30 PM
Some guy just posted a link to a thread I started on a PUA website back in 2007. To him: ASSHOLE.
To the rest of the guys talking trash about my theories, and putting down the teachings of the AMAZING, ENIGMATIC, CHARISMATIC, MAGICALLY INCLINED, 6 INCH HEELED BOOT WEARING, SHAMAN OF SEXY, GURU OF GREATNESS, DALI LAMA OF PULLING MAMA'S, KING OF PUA, Mystery and the legends over at Love Systems, LE: Fuck you all.
Ross Jeffries, and Mystery taught me everything I know. RJ taught me how to LITERALLY hypnotize my targets. After watching him for a week, I could get targets to pay me for BJ's. And for you sarcastic assholes who might try to flip that last sentence on me: No, I'm not talking about trannies paying me to fellate them; I'm talking about girls paying me for fellating me. See what I just did there? In the PUA world (the best world) that's called "dis-arming".
After a few 1 on 1 sesh's with Mystery, I could apply eye liner better than any makeup artist of the glam rock bands from a 80's (that was 100 fucking years ago, but I know half of you old fucks remember it). He taught me how to wear boa's like Hulk Hogan. Fucking HULK HOGAN! Yeah, I used to get shit in high school for being short, but the Dali Lama of pulling mama's gave me the most kick ass pair of brown suede boots with 6 inch heels ever. EVER! He literally saved my life with those.
You can see it in her eyes: this was legit advice. If you disagree it's probably cause the target didn't want to look you're fugly ass in the eyes.
She heralds your arrival: My name is Herald. If your name isn't Herald, just replace Herald with your name. Ex: She "Jester'd" my arrival.
She keeps track of you: I have so much swag, my targets want to put a gps on this D-piece. And it had nothing to do with the ironic NYPD VICE SQUAD t-shirt I was wearing.
She dances more innocent-like, more playful: TRUST ME. I watched that 18 y/o target dance for EVERY guy in the club. Non of them. NONE OF THEM got the action I got. YMMV right? LMAO. Don't call me a spectator; that's not my name, it's Herald. (disarmed).
She squirms when you get close, especially the first time: I have this effect on targets... WINNING!
Your conversations with her become more personal: I've had targets tell me about customers, dancers, bartenders, DJ's looking to get fellated, managers looking to get fellated, valets looking to get fellated. One target even told me THE MAYOR CAME TO THE CLUB!!! They just don't give that shit away. This one target told me she was having stomach cramps, I said to her "what did you, eat bad meat?" lol, get it? Eating meat lol. In my community that's called a "Neg": when you give a hot target an insult to bring her ass down to earth.
You get the idea. I'm a pro. I never pay for dances, only drinks for me and my clique. I can spend hundreds just like you, but I'll be damned if I buy a dance; the targets love that shit. And me and my team of pea-cockers look like straight bosses! And Pea-cockers doesn't sound like homo porn title AT ALL! (disarmed)
Fuck with me.
So you guys should get the facts before you put people down; Mystery is a hero. And don't post our shit here again. We're supposed to be an underground society... ASSHOLES. You don't want us going on Oprah, and telling her what FS, and OTC stands for, do you?
NEWS FLASH...
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