I’m giving away my secrets here…
When I’m feeling a girl out, I have this calculated takeaway I do sometimes if I get any lip from her or catch a vibe that she thinks she’s hot shit. I’ll touch my chest like I’m testing a hot griddle and make a sizzling sound, then say “mmm mmm mmm, too bad you won’t be getting this.”
The best part is what comes next. Instead of lingering to gauge her reaction (which would let all the air out of the cocky joke), I turn and walk off to get a drink for myself or chat up a buddy who’s with me. She’s now alone wondering if I was serious about being a commodity she can’t buy, and unfailingly she’ll mosey over and re-start our convo, this time with either a little less attitude or a little more flirty attitude (the best kind).
There are a slew of game posts coming your way over the next few days, so those of you who prefer the politics&culture stuff may want to sit those out in your fapatoriums.
PS The Smirking Strzok. Looks like I wasn’t the only one to be repulsed by Strzok’s gaypedoface creepiness. This phaggot is possessed by Satan, so he fits right in with the permanent bureaucracy of the Creep State.
