Rickyboy Duggan sighting at dive bar!

Swear to god I saw the Rickyboy in prime fashion at my local dive bar yesterday working his system! In order to save the establishment from the stigmatism of his presence the place will remain nameless.

I was sitting at the bar having my $6 pitcher of draft beer checking out all the bitches and hoes with little luck. I tipped $2 onstage to a dancer when all of a sudden a well dressed man in a 3 piece suit showed up. He was high fiving security and even slipped the dj a $20 before cozying up to order a drink. I saw his order of top shelf scotch and knew we were in for a show. All of us middle aged men in our t-shirts and gym shorts had our work cut out for us if we were going to get any action. The hottie I was talking to suddenly disappeared after a couple songs so I could then observe the workings of this sharp dressed man.

Let me tell you I learned a lot this day on how to score big with the lady dancers. Rickyboy sat back real cool like at the bar, and he made direct eye contact with all the georgeous babes that walked by him. Once one stopped by to ask his name. He took her hand in his and introduced himself with a big smile while pulling her into his body ever so slightly so she knew he was interested. I saw how their eyes never unlocked and he was engaged in her conversation, treating her like a lady with upmost respect. I say this because as soon as she asked if he wanted a dance he respectfully declined, but slipped her a $5 bill and thanked her for her time.

I hung around for another 30 minutes or so after that to see what else would materialize. Wow the chicks just kept piling on good ol' Rickyboy like cordwood. Each girl that came by him was captivated by his charm and extravagant suit. He truly was way better dressed than the rest of us. I felt like a tool in my flip flops, tshirt, and gym shorts trying to get some cheap ass in this 90 + degree heat in phoenix. I never knew what I was missing out on until I saw how a well dressed man got so much attention.

I was miserable after Rickyboy showed up. Every girl that I tipped a $1 on stage wouldn't come back and talk to me. The hottie who left me earlier ended up walking over to Rickyboy, and he ordered her a drink. 10 minutes later after they finished having this drink, she pulled out her phone and they exchanged digits! Well she is no longer my ATF!! Needless to say after all my years of experience I've learned a new lesson. Look like you got money, pay direct attention to the lady, and tip well with a smile on your face, and most of all dress in a 3 piece suit even in 90 degree heat in a dive bar!

The only thing that would question me in thinking this was the "real" Rickyboy Duggan was the fact that the man was an athletic well built black man, but he played his system well! Wish you all could have been there......