Failed AMOG Cockblockings Of History Of Glory
Standing near the TVs at Transport. Two brunettes are standing less than a metre away from us and playing with their camera. Age pounces in and starts talking to them, taking a photo of all three of them and showing them how to dance The Penguin. Dude comes up and tries to take the girls.
We’d been reading stuff on the RSD Nation that said the easiest way to blow a guy out of your set is to make him really uncomfortable. And the easiest way to make a guy really uncomfortable is to intrude in his personal space.
Age grabbed the guy and started making out with him.
The guy left pretty quickly. But so did the girls.
Another time at Transport. I run into this girl Betina. I think she’s Greek. She has great norks. When I first met her she was extremely into me. Now, not so much. While I’m talking to her friend, this pua-ish dude Cristo with a fedora hat comes in and starts talking to Betina. He runs a camera routine straight out of the textbook.
“Ah. Naked pictures of your mother,” I said, just messing around.
No one laughed but Cristo. “Sure, you wanna look?”
Cristo got her phone number as he was heading off and I shook hands with his friend. Then I shook hands with him. Then I gave him a hug. He hugged me back, and then started rubbing my back.
“Am I making you uncomfortable?” he said.
“Nothing you could do could make me uncomfortable Cristo,” I said.
I ended up getting Betina’s number as well, but I kind of wish I’d gotten Cristo’s instead – I think it would have been more fun. Not in a gay way though.
Once at the Scrubhouse in Maitland. I must have been eigtheen or under, with no game. I started dancing with this cute blonde for a few minutes, and I put my hands on her waist. Then some big fat guy came up, turned me around, put his hands on my waist, and started grooving.
Uncomfortable?
Hell no. I was happy to have a new dance partner. I put my hands on his waist… He didn’t like it. He walked away. Girl said “That’s my fiancé.” I said “Ohhh.”
Meanwhile, back in the future, at Transport. I was talking to this girl and going all crazy in her face, talking random nonsense. She loved it, and kept coming back and making smart comments to me while I talked to other girls.
A couple hours later, I walked past and she was on the dancefloor with some guy’s hands on her. I grabbed her, twirled her, pulled her towards me. She danced with me for a bit. Then AMOG pulled her away. Great. What do I do now? I thought, maybe I should get in his face and make him uncomfortable.
Just as I was thinking about it, his friend walked in from the smoking court, grabbed his face and turned it towards him, and made out with him. So much for that theory, I thought.
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Comments (9)
Nice read
Memories.
Cool man !
Nice tips
Your blog is a source of inspiration , in a Stifler gangster way !!
And man , how did you learn portuguese ?lived here ?
Seize the world ,
Henry
haha gangsturr. thanks man
nah i learnt it from cds. i’ve wanted to go to brazil for ages but i haven’t left australia yet. i thought maybe it wouldn’t be the best place to go for an unexperienced traveller.
the first brazilian girl i ever met told me that the most interesting place to go in brazil was the favelas in rio de janiero. i think she was playing a trick on me, because everyone i tell that to says “kurt – that girl was trying to kill you!”
yo add me on msn if you have it. my thingy is churdtzu at hotmail dot com
your friend is GAY
Oi dude, it wasn’t a MAKEOUT, it was like kiss mwa done! No fucking tongue or anything, geez!
- Adrian
haha if you’re trying to say it was a peck… that was the longest peck i’ve ever seen. you pushed him back about three metres with your lips still attached.
but hey, you did get rid of him
Was a total makeout from where I was standing. What a homo.
AMAZING BLOG !!
I died at the Shit thing !!
But … ya the make-out thing LOL
hahah. thanks dude.