
Originally Posted by
lestat1
Game? You want to talk game? Please. I invented game. When I walked into her club it was only a $10 cover. Do you have any idea what the Average Joe has to pay? Three, maybe four hundred? I don't know, when you're a VIP like me they practically let you walk in for free. So I pay my paltry cover charge and leave the lesser mortals without my level of gamery to pay their hundreds for the privledge of entry.
I walk up to the bar, and guess what? Do you think I have to buy some girl a drink? Hell no! This pretty young lady behind the bar walks up to me (recognizing my awesomeness) and offers me a drink! That's right folks, she's all "can I get you a drink?" You see friends, when you have as much game as me, bitches bring you your beverage of choice, just like that. So I play it cool and show just what a bad-ass I am. I'm like, "I'll have a diet coke please." Do you think she told me "I'm sorry, we only serve Pepsi products here." Not a chance. For me, they make it happen. My game gets shit done. I'm not talking luke-warm, flat diet coke here. No no...she filled that glass to the top with ice-cold cubes of pure fucking awesomeness and I didn't even have to ask for it on the rocks! So I hand her money for the drink (my game, afterall, includes being a gentlemen). She must know the owner or something, because this beautiful woman knew how to work the register and she put the money I gave her in it.
So I turn around, refreshing beverage in hand, and what do I see? Some other hot girl walks up on this stage and starts dancing. Do you think that happens all the time? Of course not. I'm there, which means the ladies have to bring their game in a desperate hope to compete with my game. This next part you won't believe, but only because you've not yet recognized just how much game I posess. It's going to sound like a letter to Penthouse, but I'm not shitting you here. This dancing girl just up and takes off her freaking top, right in front of everyone! Be jealous guys, be jealous. I know none of you can ever hope to see something like that in a strip club, but for me, that's just what happens. So I play it cool, because with as much game as I have, you know these aren't the first bare breasts I've seen...that year.
I grab a chair. Not some hard, un-cushioned chair, but a really comfortable one. When they see 'stat rolling into town, they bring out the nice furniture. So I'm just sitting there, exuding confidence and supreme game, and what happens? All of a sudden scantily-dressed women start approaching me! I don't go to them, they come to me. Remember that guys, that's how it works when you have gameitude. So they're all sitting in my lap, being flirty (can you blame them), and asking me if they can dance for me. I don't walk up to them to see if they want to hit the dance floor, no, they're all over me and my game. So I'm all, like, "sure," because I figure why not give them a thrill and let them dance for the man who taught James Bond everything he knows about Final Fantasy 7.
So they're dancing for me all sexy-like, and I give them money. You see, tipping is just part of my game. Because I give them cash, all of a sudden they're just begging (some might refer to it as "asking") me to go with them to a secret, VIPs with game-only, private back room to dance for me even more! Seriously, it is just too awesome having this much game. So I'm all "no thank you" because I can't waste my precious time with these young ladies when I have an awesome SWer to meet.
So she finally comes out and even though she's the most stunning woman in the club, having my game I play it cool by rushing over to the stage and giving her money. You could learn a lot about game from me guys, so take notes. I'm all "can I get some dances when you're done?" You see, that's a secret code phrase that only awesome guys with game like me know about. It lets her know that I know about the secret VIP private area, and that she can go there with me. The ladies always love to go with me to that room, because they never just go by themselves, you see. So she comes over, and pretty soon we head to the bar where I get my special access pass to go there. Normally, it's $20 a song, but for a guy like me? Please! They granted me access for only $40 for two songs! Awesome, right? A lifetime of having game gets me great deals like that. So we go through this secret pathway back near the DJ's booth (I have to ask you all to keep this information on the down-low, because it's so secretive). I sit down, give her money (don't ask, it's just how we gamers do it) and she's all sexy and sensual for two whole freaking songs of awesome dancing. Then I leave to go home. Yeah bitches, that's how my fucking epic game works!
I don't always drink beer, but when I do, I prefer St. Pauli Girl.
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