Do we tend to look back in the past with rose colored glasses. I mean maybe there’s some ITC stuff going on that was crazy I get that, Times Square, the combat zone, or wherever BUT I just could never monger at the level I do today without…
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The MOST important and that’s GPS. I just could not get around with anywhere near the level I do without that, especially in a lot these new cities I’m now familiar with. We overlook that one, remember having to look at maps! Fuck that. You really got to know where your going otherwise.
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Mobile mongering. Whether it be texting, social media stuff, seeking, what have you, it just way easier to connect with girls today and make things happen. There’s some drawbacks to that but overall it’d be much harder to orchestrate things using a landline who misses that.
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Maybe the info that’s available to us now. It’s before my time you guys what would look at magazine and newspaper ads. Might not be the best way to find the best spot in town. Between stuff like this site and ability share information helps not only where to go but probably more importantly where to not go.
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I think there’s a nostalgia bias a little bit. When we say strippers are ugly as hell now back in the day they were all 9’s and 10’s. I mean talent might be down due to some circumstances I get that, but I think that’s a little overhyping the past and I’m not buying that premise outright.
What about you guys, mongering better now overall or na back in the day, if we are being completely honest about it.


I don’t know what you’re talkin’ ‘bout Muddy Ape. This rick gets plenty of top shelf pussy usin’ my patented rick system(TM). Just listen to us and you’ll have the same experience.
That said, my positive experiences might have something to do with my alcohol consumption. Last week I had a bit of a cough so I took some robitussin DM. Turns out that shit interacts with my drivin’ whiskey. I broke into some old couples’ house and humped their couch. Thought that thing was the hottest female hairless ape ever. Also destroyed their coffee table. Went all wildebeest on it because I thought it was the hot strippers husband being a pain the ass.
Anyhoo, I sobered up and made amends. I am a civilized rick after all. Told ‘em I’d make them nice wildebeest omelettes. Alas, I could not find local wildebeest so I decided to make ‘em a raccoon-squirrel delight. So delicious it made me ROAR!!! Also went to the furniture store and fetched them a nice coffee table and a couch that was not drenched in lion jizz. They are now my friends and I promised to keep in touch. So all is forgiven.