Post: #26

(06-05-2014 06:52 AM)Lucky Luke Wrote:  Hahahaha, I completely feel you. I'm out probably 6 out of 7 nights every week now. I have a pretty good too-much-crazyness-alert system, but have a couple of friends who don't and always get into really funny but potentially devastating situations. And we always have a laugh at them but sometimes fuck up our plans. For example, last night, we were ready to take a group of 5 girls (2 9's) for the afterparty at a friends place. He got there first and when we knocked on the door he went out naked saying that it was not his place and that we should all get out of there asap. WTF! He meant that as a joke obviously but the girls just literally ran away.

I think the key to avoid that is scaling down on drinking, not that it's easy to do...

Hahahahahahahahahahaha...

One of my first after parties that was amongst my friends only. Were so sexually open that as I show up coming from the store one of our female friends is under the covers giving head to a guy on the couch as we all chat in the living room. 10mins later they go in the room and fuck hahahah...

When the person who rented that apartment moved out because her trust fund baby roommate "disappeared" the girl we knew gave my boy the apartment, he stayed there for 4 months!!!! Then a model from a model apartment abandoned them and stayed with my boy in there. All that was left was the trustfund kids bed and kitchenware.

We started pregaming there for 4 months landlord never came.

Post: #27

Yea the missing ingredient in "social circle game" is hitting up the connector dudes to dinner pre-game or afterparty w/girls. Basically show that you are a good dude. Thats how i propelled into LA stratosphere.

Couple stories
1) I came out to this "hot club" w/a big mixed group and saw a table w 20 girls and 2 guys. Just a hint for the uninformed, these dudes are def nightlife promoters or as DL opines "connector" types. Bottle service people are mostly dudes (4-6) that pitched to buy a bottle, or 10 girls/10 guys that pitched for a bday event. Partied it hard that night and went outside for a smoke. See that promoter dude outside w/a couple girls. I light up a J and offer it to the promoter dude. He declines, but his girls go gaga and ask to hit it. I let them. Me and the promoter start chopping it up. Hes from the phillipines and we have a good travel talk. The girls get cold and want to go inside. As we are going in, promoter offer me a drink from his table. I tell him, "I don't drink, but I am sure Erica (random girl) would love one." We go inside and start raging and jumping up and down on the couches. I just drink water at the table, and he keeps offering me alcohol (I keep declining). Club ends at 2am, and we shoot the shit and he asks for my # so we can party again.

He hits up next weekend, but I had plans. The following weekend I roll out solo and we have sushi dinner first then hit the club. We ended up swooping different girls and swapping pics the next morning. Some good laughs there. 2-3 weeks later, I roll out to his spot and bring 2 japanese fob girls. He grabs 1 of them, I grab another. We swoop separately, then meet up to pool party the next morning w/the girls in tow.

Still in the early stages of friendship, but I can bet that I can hop on his table WHENEVER.

2) Rolled out w/McQ a few times, and ended up at this brand new nightclub that mostly had industry people. Its in LA- Couture. Pretty shitty layout imo, but the outdoor patio area is really nice. Posted up there and started chopping up girls and shooting the shit w/the promoters. Soon enough its McQ, myself and 3 hot girls smoking Js and cigarettes. After some debauchery, the night ends and we walk out. Say bye to all new homies and walk this chick out. When you are with a bad bitch (this girl looked like a James Bond pin-up chick), dudes pay attention. She ended up having to carpool w/her friends, and I could never get her out again. Oh well. Following week, I roll out to another club and run into a promoter dude who I met at Couture. I holler at him and he grabs me into his entourage. The line is moving slow so I flirt w/some girls and convince them to join our group and "hop the line". The group goes from being 5 girls, 3 guys to 8 girls and 3 guys. Promoter dude gives me a small smile and laughs. We roll into the club 8 girls deep and start popping bottles.

Still see him sometimes and he always offer to get me in for free or hop on his table. Cha-ching. I don't even have his # yet. I keep getting stoned and losing his biz card.

Tons of other stories like this, but 1 yr of heavy going out and you'll be locked into most scenes. I get multiple offers of a completely comped Vegas trip (sans food) and offers to tag along to party in SD, SF, Mexico, Big Bear, etc etc. I work 6 days/week so I have turned them down politely.

Post: #28

That's why I was saying that being a promoter is actually counterproductive. As long as you can bring them girls then you can enjoy the whole lifestyle without having to do the hard work.