Post: #1

....I remember when I was in Law school, I broke my ankle playing tackle football out on the Quad, and had to be casted. Anyway, the 1-2 days I was on crutches in my ankle cast, sooooo many hotties initiated eye contact and smiled at me as I made my way around campus, or walked up to talk to me out of the blue, asking me about what happened or to ask me if I needed any help to get to where I was going, etc. That sort of positive attention from hotties never happened BEFORE or SINCE. Cast/broken bone game is LEGIT guys. Just FYI.

Post: #2

(06-06-2016 03:53 PM)DaveCordeiro99 Wrote:  ....I remember when I was in Law school, I broke my ankle playing tackle football out on the Quad, and had to be casted. Anyway, the 1-2 days I was on crutches in my ankle cast, sooooo many hotties initiated eye contact and smiled at me as I made my way around campus, or walked up to talk to me out of the blue, asking me about what happened or to ask me if I needed any help to get to where I was going, etc. That sort of positive attention from hotties never happened BEFORE or SINCE. Cast/broken bone game is LEGIT guys. Just FYI.

Post: #3

Great! Lemme go break my lateral malleolus so I too can get some basic interpersonal interaction with women. Bruh, if this was a law school exam, I'd say your reasoning and analysis is conclusive AF!

Post: #4

I broke my wrist when I was 18 and went to the club to meet a girl I had met online. I ended up accidentally clocking her with it on the dance floor after getting too ambitious with my dance moves. Cast game recognized.

Post: #5

Hell yeah. A few years back I was in a horrible car accident that required me to be in a full body cast for 2 months. I was drowning in pussy the whole time. Cast game on point.

Post: #6

Well..

You had the word LEGIT in your last 2 thread titles.

So I would like to give you too legit dances.





And last but not least...



I'd go against MC Hammer's advice though and just quit instead.

Post: #7

No no no. That's not thinking next-level. You don't break your own ankle, you break the ankle of every hottie you want to approach on campus. That makes it so much easier! They can't get away!

And don't even get me started on the kind of LEGIT results anyone can get with "ICU Game"...

Post: #8

When I broke my elbow in high school, girls did pay more attention. I think they project you might have had a violent experience, which of course excites them. The other option is that the more nurturing ones want to take care of you. I had a nurse girlfriend that always wanted to baby me. It was awesome.

Post: #9

You are all totally missing out on wheelchair game.

Post: #10

I broke a knee and was wheelchair bound for damn near four months. I had chicks going to the bar and buying me drinks because I couldn't maneuver the crowd. They had fun pushing me around and sitting down and driving stick.

I'm not convinced four months on my ass, muscle atrophy, and 100k in hospital bills was worth the dozen or so girls that said hello.

Man up and approach. If you're that starved for female sympathy, throw on a cast and borrow grandma's wheelchair and head to Walmart and ask chicks to hand you stuff from the top shelves.

Post: #11

Like Indy said, man up and approach.

That said, I had reconstructive knee surgery, spent about six months before I could walk somewhat normal again. Three of those were in an almost full leg cast, zero weight bearing and being confined to a walker or a wheelchair. Then to a cane for the last three, 50% touch down weight. The entire time I wasn't able to drive, so a buddy drove me around whenever we went out. He had an SUV, and I would sit in the third row with the second row folded down.

Same kind of experience as Indy. Women were going to the bar for drinks, and they also "directed traffic" (moved people/barstools) when we'd go out for a cigarette.

One night we were chatting it up with a couple of women, and my cast (at the three month mark) was coming off the next day. They busted my chops, asked how I was going to get along now that I wouldn't be spoiled anymore. I commented that I wasn't really 100% yet as far as mobility, but was looking forward to getting the cast off, and I still wouldn't be cleared to drive for a while. Some things I can still do, though, as long as I'm not stressing my leg, and there's a few things I really can't help my buddy with (like brushing the snow off the truck when we'd go out).
So these two chicks brushed the snow off my friend's car before we left the bar. All brushed off, one of the women we were in the bar with insisted on helping me get in the truck and she'd stay with me while the truck warmed up. The other one took my buddy back in the bar, and as soon as the door shut, this chick took her top off, unzipped my shorts, blew me and I got the bang with an unorthodox version of doggie.
Afterwards my buddy and I were joking, he said that it wouldn't have happened if it wasn't for my leg. I laughed at him and told him he could borrow my walker anytime he wanted.

So I can see the angle. Though if you wanted to try cast game, I'd do the forearm/wrist, have a solid backstory (skiing in Vail, etc), and "the cast comes off later today/tomorrow".

Post: #12

Cool. I've noticed similar "attention" whenever I've held out a handful of $20 bills at a stripclub

Post: #13

At worst a troll, at best a stupid newbie, but definitely not worth a thread.

It's a conversation piece...an opener. I'll give it this, it's an interesting opener. Just wrap up your wrist and get a sling...your off hand, since you need your strong hand for later at your place.

But then you have to lie to everyone you see, and maintain the lie with her at least throughout the evening.

Post: #14

Many many years ago, back in the dark ages of the late 1990s, I was nearing the end of my third year of college. For the first two and a half years I dated the same girl pretty much exclusively, a fairly introverted and hard-studying pretty brunette with a bit of a "hippy" side, little A cup tits...the type of girl who you could picture (and eventually did) end up working in something like library science, or early childhood education. The type I've always been naturally attracted to before and since.

Naturally, she was an absolute monster and freak in bed; loved being tied up, choked, spanked, face-fucked and dominated. She liked public sex too, so we'd have sex in broad daylight out in a field at the farm next door, or in the school's computer lab after hours.

She broke up with me about halfway through our third year, and since I was just barely past being a teenager and lacked experience then, I didn't manage the separation properly, got pissed about it, and we ended up carefully avoiding each other for several months.

I was feeling depressed one evening, had a couple drinks, and went for a bike ride around campus. It was dark, and I didn't notice a huge crack that had opened up on one of the pathways after the harsh winter, and I went head first over the handlebars. I fortunately caught myself since I wasn't wearing a helment, but I mangled the absolute hell out of my palms. They were just a bloody mess.

I got cleaned and bandaged up by the local ER that night, and went back to my dorm with ace bandages and gauze wrapped around both hands and arms nearly up to my elbows, looking like a mummy.

The next day I was walking to the campus health center to get the bandages changed, and my ex-girlfriend comes walking out. I suspect she was visiting the women's health center as it was in the same building, to get BC or an STD test for the new guy she'd been hooking up with.

"Oh my god! What happened! I'm so sorry. That's awful, you must be in pain. Is there anything I can do? Please, if you need anything feel free to stop by."

It was the most she'd said to me in months. If only I'd knew about cast game! I didn't take advantage - I totally would have been in for the sympathy bang.

I lost contact with her after college, though she's friends with a few old college buddies of mine on FB. She married the next guy she dated seriously, a "beta provider" type from the same school who ended up working for the government in NYC. As far as I can tell, they've been inseparable for the past 15 years. They have a bunch of kids, and she seems happy.

Though I bet he doesn't choke her much these days.

Post: #15

You got a higher chance of success running around randomly slapping girls' asses in public.

The absolute worst emotion a man can elicit in a woman when it comes to sex/dating is sympathy. A girl might fuck a guy she hates, a guy she's indifferent to (if she's horny/drunk/lacking options) and even date a clueless omega but NEVER will she touch a man she feels sympathy for.

Reminds me of freshman year of college when I had more female "friends" than I knew what to do with. Every time somebody mentioned my name they would go "Awwwwwww,I loooove him!!!". Don't need to mention how much pussy I got.

Post: #16

I think he's going for the Ted Bundy game.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ted_Bundy

Quote:As his methodology evolved Bundy became progressively more organized in his choice of victims and crime scenes. He would employ various ruses designed to lure his victim to the vicinity of his vehicle where he had pre-positioned a weapon, usually a crowbar. In many cases he wore a plaster cast on one leg or a sling on one arm, and sometimes hobbled on crutches, then requested assistance in carrying something to his vehicle

Post: #17

Like someone said, its an opener or way in. It also disarms the target.

She cant really have a bitch shield that much with a guy in a cast.

And its an attention getter.

But anyway, dont rely on props. It might help in short term but hurts your inner game long tern

Post: #18

Be careful this doesn't become a crutch.

Post: #19

OP does have a point though.

I remember playing basketball with my older brother at 11PM at the campus gym. He broke his ankle and I drove him to emergency.

As we waited for a doctor, there were three nurses. One was late 20s who was probably a 7. The other two were MILFS in there early 40s.

The young nurse was all over my brother but then had to leave. The other two older nurses were even more frisky. When my brother kindly rejected their advances they started proposing to hook up their 19 yr old daughters with my brother, by showing him pictures and asking for his number. Those nurses were super thirsty.

The doctor finally came in and helped my brother. We told the doctor what happened and even he was laughing/joking.

It was crazy experience as we left the hospital at around 1AM.

Obviously I am not gonna break my leg just to game girls but I have seen how it does work sometimes.