How to approach strangers in a bar

I read Neil Strauss' "The Pick-Up Artist" a few years ago after a guy friend raved about the luck he was having with women after using its techniques. It was pretty interesting. Illuminating, too. Lots of women fall for total bullshit. And magic tricks.

 

It takes two. Otherwise, it's masturbation.

 

I've always found sharing orange wedges with women does the trick.

 

Sooo ... soccer moms?

 

Dyno, now you got me thinking about this. I think it's all about what you do with that cheesy line about craving. If a man said that to me, gazing into my eyes over my third Grey Goose, I know for sure I would gaze back at him, sigh, and say....'Peanut M&M's.'

What he does with that determines the rest of the deal.

 

I would either just laugh in his face or say "you're fucking kidding with that, right?" and then laugh in his face. But that's just me.

 

Well, that's a little harsh. Maybe the married person wanted to have sex

 

I agree with Three_Bags. I couldn't see doing that to a fellow male of the species.

I also would not want to be murdered.

 

How would anyone unknowingly have sex?

 

Hey, sometimes you black out. You wake up the next morning, feeling nauseous even before you roll over and see Barry from the night before.

Or ... so I've heard?

 

As someone who spends quite a bit of time away from his wife (it's not like my wife is out at bars when I'm deployed, but still), I have zero tolerance for that kind of fucking scum.

And yes, I understand it takes two to tango. No excuse for either side.

You know what the fuck I mean.