The G Manifesto

Going for Dolo

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“Usually I’m dolo and I gotta crazy team
Car kissed the ride on you, watch for the laserbeam

Your girl want me cuz I do it better than you
The whole world wants me n*gga, I’m a legend to you” – Guru

The days of big crews and gangs are over (especially in regards to Nightlife). Too many snitches, haters, and backstabbers. Even the Gangs of LA are being gentrified. In today’s world, you have to operate in a small crew. Or even better Solo. I mean, you have watched Bruce Lee’s movies right? It’s not Bruce Lee and his big outfit in the movie, you see Bruce Lee solo (although, he did work with a small crew in Enter the Dragon). There are many reasons for this:

Freedom of Decision

Nights are priceless. When you operate in a bigger crew you need to compromise or have a consensus. When you are a top flight G aiming for the Title there is no room for compromise. No more eating at crap restaurants because someone in the crew is low on funds (if you are low on funds, you shouldn’t be going out, you should be earning). If you want to shoot to the Red Light District, you should be able to go on your own terms. (Being The G in the Red Light District will be covered in a future G Manifesto).

Tavares, It Only Takes a Minute

Financial Reasons

If you have dough and you roll with people that don’t have bread you are always going to spend way more than when you just roll out Dolo. No need to get “Stung” on a Bottle Service tab or get caught buying rounds of drinks that never get returned. Or even better, no more “shoulder taps” from some guy in the Gentleman’s Club who blew his wad too quick (so to speak). Speaking of Gentleman’s Clubs, you should always roll solo. We all hate when some Exotic Dancer who just fleeced your buddy, interrupts you, while you are giving directions to another Exotic how to get to your luxury hotel room. You don’t need her asking you how your friend is going to pay for the 10 lap dances he just had.

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NERD, Lap Dance

Agility

If you are solo, you are very agile on the night. When you have a big crew you are the antithesis of agile (and when I am talking about being agile, I am not talking about that fly Russian American girl I recently swooped that was part of the US Rhythmic Gymnastics Team, who is extremely agile, either. If you have never swooped a girl on the U.S. Rhythmic Gymnastics Team you really should look into it…). This is also very important so you can time things properly. Need to catch that fly hostess just as she gets off work? Try convicing 5 guys that you need to do that. Buena Suerte. Also, being agile and solo helps you take advantage of what different factions and outfits have going on. Maybe one crew you associate with has the whole VIP at a fly nightclub rented out and another firm has the back room of a new Salvadorian-Asian fusion joint on lock with a gang of Models. Being solo helps you take advantage of both. Dealers Choice.

Chic, Everybody Dance

No witnesses

When you are a sinister G, there are a lot of things you don’t want other people to know about. Maybe you are playing “The Most Dangerous Game” and are swooping an Underworld heavy’s girlfriend. The kind of Underworld heavy that has arms that reach. This is something you don’t really need anyone to know about. Or, when you are out on the town and between going to the restaurant and the lounge you need to light a match at a rival’s headquarters. You don’t need someone screwing up your perfect alibi and you certainly don’t want anyone to know you did a little arson that night.

Sister Sledge, He’s The Greatest Dancer ( I have always thought that this track was about me)

Hes The Greatest Dancer – Sister Sledge

Ease of use

Let’s face it, when you are rolling with a big crew it is a real pain getting into fly restaurants and dope nightclubs. Especially on weekends. Being solo you can slip and slide into a bar stool and order up some Sea Bass Gravlax with ease. Or, get a cocktail next to two dope girls at the bar. When was the last time you were with 5 guys and you met a party of ten girls, all fly, that all wanted to go home with your whole crew? Right, Almost Never.

Marvin Gaye & Tammi Terrell, Your Precious Love

Spotlight Game

When you are solo, the spotlight of the night is always on you. I am at the point of my career that I don’t need to play “back up man” for anyone. Being solo, there is no more need to entertain some friend of a fly girl just so your buddy can pull a Chris Webber. Your night is precious, don’t waste it. (And I don’t mean that Exotic Dancer I know from Scores in NYC named Precious, real name Sandy either).

Evelyn Champagne King, Love Come Down

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Mystery

Five guys in a lounge drinking has no mystery or intrigue to it (and I don’t mean that Pick up Artist named Mystery either), girls know what you are up to. Sipping a Goose and soda at a fly Boutique hotel bar, suited down (two button Black Dior Homme by Heidi Slimane, Purple people eater shirt by Borelli, sea blue Brioni pocket square, Berluti shoes) Solo has mystery to it. Going out by yourself has a “sifting” or qualifying aspect to it as well. When you go out Dolo; un-fly, insecure civilian girls will think you are “weird” going out by yourself and won’t approach you. Fly confident girls will think you are a man of style, taste and very self assured. They Will want to find out what you are all about.

Pointer Sisters, He’s So Shy

No weak links

When you are in a bigger crew you are bound to have weak links. Weak links will only clog up the scene. It’s the worst, when someone brings along their “friend from college” or “my boy from home”. These guys are typically unbelievably JV. Always dressed terrible, hanging with them is like carrying a bag of rocks on a hike (not like I ever go hiking, at least not since I was younger and had to break on through with some mushrooms in the California desert…Lizard King style…). They usually come from someplace where nightlife is cheaper and they usually say things like “I can’t believe how expensive drinks are here!” and other drivel that decelerates your night. Or they keep on harassing you to introduce them to girls or hound you for beeks or beans. Best thing to do is ditch them or push them down a Nightclub staircase when no one is looking. Or worse, you have someone in the crew that thinks He is the Star of the night. Like when you are talking to a fly Estonian Model Girl and introduce Guy to her just to be polite and then he thinks it’s His Estonian Model lead. Then you have to clown him and out-Game him so he will beat it. You could have spent that energy so much better, like in making plans with the Estonian Model to meet up at 3am (and I don’t mean DJ AM either) and to continue the conversation you are having over some Bubbly.

Andrea True Connection, More, More, More

Married Guys

The older you get, the bigger chance you have of going out with Married Guy in your crew. Married Guy, as a rule of thumb, is atrocious to go out with (as with all rules, there are exceptions to this. Very few, but there are).

1) Married guys have NO Game.

2) They are either going to talk about married life with the girls you are Gaming and unbelievably, the girls Will listen to that crap. This conversation topic is on the other side of the universe from getting the girl back to your crib. Or

3) He will try to swoop the girls you are hanging out with and not be successful for reason #1 above.

This is all fine and dandy, except he will feel guilty about it and tell his wife about the night, and throw you under the bus and make you out to be the bad guy. This will make his wife hate you even more than she already does and she will never hook you up with any of her friends. (not like I need to be hooked up with girls, I have girls coming out my ears, I can barely hear myself think).

Marvin Gaye, Sexual Healing

Innovative Game

I also like rolling solo because I spit such Innovative Game I don’t really want anyone hearing it and biting it. My conceptual metaphors, similes, analogies, onomatopoeias, allusions, double entendres, parenthetical asides, innuendos and non sequiturs are so sinister I could verbally slap box with the Devil. Dangerous in untrained hands.

Fat Joe, Envy (Sexual Healing Sample)

If you don’t currently roll out Solo, give it a try, and maybe you too can be a One Man Army…

The Rest is Up to You……..

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Evelyn Champagne King – Shame

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The Making of an International Playboy

Life is good. Life is so good, I can feel an intense Euphoria when I exhale a lung full of Parliament Ultra Light smoke (and I don’t mean that Exotic Dancer from The Rhino in Las Vegas named Euphoria, real name Tricia, etiher). Well, let’s just say my life is way better than yours. Just this week I have slept with six different beautiful women (a diversified portfolio of 2 fly exotic dancers al mismo tiempo, a top tier Nightlife Princess, a Brazilian model girl from Elite, a Czech/ Canadian model from Toronto, and a rich daughter who’s dad is a West Coast titan of industry microchips and such, I think). I have been in three different dope cities, and dined at some of America’s best restaurants (Alinea in Chicago being a standout, Grant Achatz is a rising star on the Holyfield), most of it comped. Bartenders have refused to take my money. I have insisted. I haven’t gotten out of bed (and I don’t mean Club B.E.D in Miami Beach either) before 10am every morning and that is only to kick out the girl or girls from the night before (kick outs are always done respectfully of course). I had a money counting session with some Koi Fish Japanese guys I know, that let’s just say required a money counter. And I have done it all while puffing on cigarettes and swathed in custom made Italian fabrics so my style points have been off the charts. I even started to floss every day. By the way, how was your week? But it always wasn’t like this. There are many moves and lessons I have picked up along the way, many during childhood. Here are some of them:

Get a Good Running Partner

Back in elementary school, first grade, I met one of my best friends who became very instrumental in my becoming an International Playboy. The first day of school we had a new kid come to class, let’s call him “Jason”. We were all sitting on a rug listening to the teacher try and teach us stuff about reading or animals or some crap. Now, for some reason or another, my inner city elementary school had a pretty bad cockroach problem. Not sure why, our school just had mad amounts of these critters scurrying across the floor. So, anyway, when the teacher was trying to go over our lessons, Jason starts picking up the cockroaches and throwing them at all the little girls in our class. You could imagine that the shrieking coming from the girls was absolutely deafening. Personally, I was laughing my head off. The teacher was screaming at Jason to stop it, and screaming at me for laughing. Once the teacher settled everyone down, Jason would grab another cockroach and throw it at the girls. I could tell he had zero respect for authority and plenty of heart. He was soon sent out of class to sit in the hall. I also noticed that the girls actually kind of liked him. I was really too young to care, but I did etch it in my young skull that maybe being a “nice guy” wasn’t the best way to get girls.

Later during recess, I saw Jason playing on the monkey bars and I could see he had mad skills. Backflips off the monkey bars and such. I approached him. I think I said something like, “I know your new here and don’t have any friends. I really love your material. That whole cockroach thing was genius. You and I need to team up. I think we can do well together”. He agreed. He became my first “Running Partner”. See, I was a great idea man, and I needed someone with heart to help carry out my schemes. Jason was it. We pulled off a lot of great heists together, and later in life, Jason’s climbing ability, utter disrespect for authority, and fearlessness made him a great Second Story Man.

LL Cool J, I’m Bad

Bullies and Peoples Champs

Around this same time, we had a school Bully we will call “Billy”. Way bigger than the rest of us, Billy was as mean as he was tough. He generally steered clear of me and my Syndicate that I had developed in first grade. He mostly picked on the weaker kids. Even as a little kid, I have fancied myself as a “People’s Champion” and a protector of the weak and oppressed (that is why even today I give a lot of my “earnings” back to the poor and help bankroll liberal politicians). One day, Billy went after one of the kids in my outfit and gave him a pretty good beating. I had fought Billy before with minimal success, although I was quicker, and had mad hand speed like a young Sugar Ray (and I don’t mean that Crappy band from Newport Beach either), he was just too big. So, later, my crew and I came up with a scheme. We would “do it for Johnny”. Four of us came after Billy. I stepped up first and I started dropping Bees on his face. Pretty soon he was leaking some red stuff that looked like the Cabernet my MOM used to drink every night while she cooked Tortilla Espanola and Paella. Billy then grabbed me and I got him in a head lock. I was done for except for my friend who we will call “Charlie” (who was half Irish, half African American, the fastest of us and later in life a great getaway driver and Playboy in his own right), Picked up a huge rock and dropped it on Billy’s ankle. It had to hurt. Billy even cried for the first time. Other kids were in celebration. Our crew was tops. Girls congratulated and sweated us. Billy continued his Bullying ways but not on us. In fact, Billy and I kind of became friends. I used him for certain “muscle” jobs later on.

Palmer Park’s own, Sugar Ray Leonard, the 2nd Sugar Ray (the first being Sugar Ray Robinson)

Style and Smoking

When I was in I think in third grade, my family and I went on a trip to Northern Ireland. Most families go to tropical places on vacation, Bahamas, Bermuda, Hawaii and the like. My family went to war-torn Belfast. I guess that’s the price you pay when your father is a Heist man/Revolutionary/Playboy (that is until he met my MOM, and the Playboy stuff was over). I remember my dad took me to meet some of my relatives, IRA all of them. My uncle who dressed in the Irish IRA height of fashion for those days; black leather jacket, black slacks, and Irish flat cap, was sitting on the back of truck. Then I saw him take a “strike-anywhere” match, strike it on the bumper of the truck and light his cigarette. I was awe-struck. It was the coolest thing I have ever seen done in my young life (probably even cooler than Jason’s cockroach thing). Puro Cool. Un-cut Raw like the Toro at Nobu London. I also noticed that two fly girls, Irish Lasses, one red head with freckles the other brunette, looked over at him and giggled. He subtly ignored them. There were so many things I learned that day. Not the least is I realized I liked girls with freckles. Most important I learned how to have true style and that if you want true style you are going to have to smoke. No other way around it.

Rumble Fish, Rusty James VS Biff Wilcox

CASH and Making it

When we hit the fourth grade, I wanted to start making some dough like a bakery. I remember at the time that Bubble Yum and Bubblicious, the gum companies, were in a marketing war. All the kids wanted the stuff. There was a high demand. I decided I was going to be the supply. My crew and I would skip school or go after school to our local deli and buy packs of gum (5 pieces per pack). We would also find money returnable Coke bottles to help finance our operation (so I guess you could say we were budding environmentalists along with prototype G’s). Let’s say the gum cost 25 cents per pack. We would then sell the gum for ten cents apiece. We were doubling our money and soon had a Bankroll. We used Billy for protection and collections. We also learned not to “get high on our own supply” and chew up all our profits. My friend Jason also had an idea that if we stole the gum we would be making all profit. This worked great until we got caught. We learned never to screw over our supplier. I also learned that its good business to buy something in bulk and to sell off the pieces (is it any wonder I would later get involved in the pharmaceutical trade?). Most importantly, I learned that if you had something “illegal” and had CASH, girls were drawn to you. In my case, it was a girl named “Claudia”, the daughter of an Argentinian Diplomat. She was beautiful, rich, classy, had great style and crazy fly. And she was down with me. If I think about it, my life with women has really gone all downhill from this point. Of course, I didn’t swoop her, I still had no Game nor interest in girls at this age. But I did notice that showing no interest made Claudia want me more. I did make a mental note of all this, but I will admit, I blew it. I did see Claudia in some International cosmetic ads years later on, she didn’t have to model, she just did. I think she is back in Argentina now and goes to Punta del Este often. C’est la vie.

The Intruders, Cowboys to girls

The Warriors, The Warriors VS The Punks

Heists

Around this time, Jason, “Tommy” and I wanted to make a big splash and cement our status as the number one top prototype baby G’s on the set. (My friend Tommy was Japanese, knew Karate, and I was to learn later the son of a Japanese political figure/ Yakuza heavy weight…I went to a pretty Urbane, Cosmopolitan, International School). We knew we needed something big. I had the Plan. Let me explain… At our school, we would go to recess, then after recess, we would all rush into school and go to lunch. All the kids would put their lunchboxes in a row in the hall, when the bell rang for lunch the kids would enter thru double doors, freaking out, grab their lunch boxes and run to the lunch room. It was pretty chaotic. What we did during recess was each ask a different teacher if we could go to the bathroom. We all met up in the hallway and one by one we unlatched all of the lunchboxes. Then we returned to recess. Once the bell rang, all the kids spazzing out, ran thru the double doors and proceeded to grab their lunch boxes while running to the lunch room. Only this time all the lunch boxes were flying open with food flying everywhere. Italian kids had Cannelloni, Caponata di Carciofi, and canolis flying everywhere. Irish kids had Corned Beef and Cabbage flying everywhere. Cuban kids had Cuban sandwiches and Ropa Vieja flying everywhere. Jewish kids had Matzo Ball Soup and Potato Latkes flying everywhere. Colombian kids had Ajiaco and Bandeja Paisa flying everywhere. Thai kids had Pad Thai flying everywhere. Ethopian kids had Injera Bread flying everywhere. Korean kids had Kim Chee flying everywhere (I told you I went to a very International school). Everyone was slipping and sliding everywhere. It was so beautiful. It was hilarious and we kept our mouths shut and were never fingered for the “heist”. We also realized we didn’t make any CASH from this. But we did realize that proper planning, working with a good crew, proper execution and keeping our mouths shut was paramount to any crime. The Rest is Up to You…

Common, The People

Michael Porfirio Mason
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The Outsiders, wack song, Dope Rumble, Greasers vs Socs

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Bottle Service: America’s Nightlife Nightmare

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I can’t front. There was a time when I liked Bottle Service in Nightclubs. I still remember the first time I experienced Bottle Service. It was about 12 years ago in a very high-end nightclub in Tijuana, Mexico when I was associating with some of the Arellano-Felix crew based out of TJ. The advantages were obvious: beautiful girls came up to your table (in this case upper class fly Mexican girls, which I do have a thing for), you had a place to relax, re-group, and everyone thought you were balling out of control. (For the record, I never did anything illegal with the Arellano-Felix cartel, but I do remember having a Magical Night that night…chicas were sweating me like condensation in a steam room, which was really no different than a night for me without Bottle Service.)

Fast forward to 2007, and Bottle Service has become the standard (and I don’t mean that overrated Andre Balazs hotel in Los Angeles either) for most high-end clubs all across the bubble. It has been popular in Miami and NYC for at least ten years, but my sources tell me it is currently popular in many C-grade cities and they even offer it in many D-grade cities as well. The advantages are still there, primarily, Bottle Service allows a group of Investment Bankers, Hedge fund guys, commercial real estate jerkoffs, or any type of weesh 9 to 5 guys the ability to enter a club with out too much hassle. But there are many problems that Bottle Service brings to nightclubs in general and nightlife in particular. There are also a few more reasons why I am not a big fan of Bottle Service.

Camp Lo, Dj Honda, Disco Tec

The Crowd Bottle Service Brings

In the 2000’s we have seen a corporatization of nightclubs. Now when you go to a nighclub everyone is some kind of corporate jerkoff. Interesting people are no longer found in Nightclubs. The artists, writers, intellectuals, underground DJ’s etc have been effectively priced out of the nightclub with bottle service. The only people that can afford it are the Investment bankers, real estate types, and Celebs (and of course, underworld figures). That is why when you walk into a club you see so many striped shirts that you think you are seeing some kind of 3-D optical illusion. The funny thing is that these are the type of guys who would have never gotten into a club in the old days (nights) when you were picked out because of how you looked, dressed, if you had connections, or by reputation. So today, clubs are full of people that normally would have been standing in line in nights gone by.

Juelz Santana and Lil Wayne, Blow

Too common place

The whole purpose of Bottle Service is that it separates you from the masses. But today, there are clubs with 40 tables of bottle service. All it has done is raised the bar on what is the norm. Every fool with a platinum card can buy exclusivity. What is so exclusive about that?

Wale, I ain’t sprung…lyrics

Stuck it the same spot

I really don’t like Bottle service because I like to be agile when I go out. If a nightclub sucks for whatever reason, I don’t want to be tied down to some table with a three bottle minimum. I like to stick and move (so to speak).

Camp Lo, Lucini

Don’t realize how expensive it is

For me, where CASH is no object, this is a non-issue. But for everyday regular guy out there this can be a major problem. When you get a table at a nightclub, you think “OK, two bottle minimum, bottles start at $200, there are four of us…that’s only $100 each!” Wrong equation. Once you get there you realize that the Smirnov is $200 but the Goose is $350-400 per bottle. You have to get the Goose, or it defeats the whole purpose of getting the table in the first place. Then you have to pay for the overpriced mixers. Then the table of the guys with the professional Athlete next to you has just ordered two bottles of Cristal, and the Girls that were hanging out with you are slowly shimming their way over to their table. So you need to counter attack and get two bottles of Crist to keep pace. Keep in mind at the end of the night you have to tip the Vip Waitress in the corset that brought you everything. And you can’t be cheap now, because all night you have been hitting on her with your “big balling” paper thin game and she gave you her number (you don’t realize yet, skippy, but it was a fake). Pretty soon your $400 night is $2700. Good for the club, bad for the chumpy patron.

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Divvying up the Bill

This is when things get interesting. Let’s say you rolled in with 5 guys and got a table. Without fail, at least two guys are going to come up real short. Or they can’t be found when its time to settle up the bill.

These weak crews also always have one guy that just brings over other guys to the table. These other guys also probably won’t have a problem ordering 15 Patron shots on your tab as well as doing heavy pours off your Goose bottle. Like clockwork, once some Platinum Diggers, Nightlife Princesses, or Table Hawks finally do make it to your table, the 2nd Goose bottle will run out. That’s when some guy, (usually one who has no cash when the bill comes or says “where is the ATM in the club?” and usually reports back “the ATM is broken, I will get you next week, you know I am good for it”) will order up two more Goose bottles without hesitation. This guy also usually has a tendency to disappear when the bill comes.

Don’t be the card holder

If you do make the mistake of getting Bottle Service, you never want to be the card holder in a Bottle Service situation. This puts the burden of responsibility on you. You Will get stuck at the end of the night. Remember you and your “Fly Crew” can’t pull out 5 credit cards and split the bill up 5 ways…remember the whole goal was to look like you were flush with CASH.

Friendships Broken

More friendships have been broken over Bottle Service. Everyone involved thinks they were “done wrong” by someone in the crew. Angry, acusatory emails usually follow then following Monday: “You and your boy drank off our bottles all night and didn’t even offer any cash”, “Remember you said you would split the bill with us?” “Why do you go out if you don’t have any money?” etc.

Final thoughts

Never get bottle service. But if you do, don’t be the card holder. Don’t get it with a weak crew. Avoid other peoples tables as well, even if you don’t have a single drink off their bottles, they will think you did and try to hit you up for $500 the next week. The only time I will do it is if I am taking some people I care about and just pay CASH for the whole thing.

I can’t help but laugh every time I see a table of Real Estate or Investment guys dressed in striped shirts, gay t-shirts with writing on them, designer jeans, at the end of the night, their bottles nearing empty, no girls, trying in vain to salvage their night with some weird dance moves. But there is no saving them. It’s like when you stab someone in the jugular with a big serrated knife and you twist. The ambulance might be on its way, but it’s too late…you are losing too much blood…you fade out…The Rest is Up to You…

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Side Note:

Tonight I am going to a nightclub with Bottle Service (a necessary thing for Heist men looking for tips). I am meeting two of my best childhood friends in town who are young up and coming guns with the Mossad. I am paying…CASH.

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T-Pain featuring Akon, Bartender

The Gentleman’s Club Theorem AKA The Local Bar Theorem

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Now is a good time to review Innovative Gentleman’s Club Concepts (Click Here) and Manifesto Destiny: The Gentleman’s Club (Click Here)

It’s no secret that G’s are often found in Gentleman’s Clubs. As for me, I was kind of sucked into the lifestyle (so to speak). Why? Dumb question. Gentleman’s Clubs are pound for pound, round for round, night for night, consistently the best incubators of Fly girls to swoop for The G. Another benefit is you can see how fly a girl really is before you swoop on her due to the lack of clothing Exotic Dancers wear at work (if female pharmaceutical reps went to work half naked, I am sure would have become a Doctor instead of a Heist Man, make sense?) No surprises. I don’t like surprise parties let alone surprise un-fly girls.

The advantage of The Gentleman’s Club Theorem is once you are running full throttle, you can swoop two to three new, fresh girls a week even before the weekend starts. Without breaking a sweat. Now if you say you don’t want to swoop three more fly girls a week; have fun lying to yourself, Skippy. And your head must be more messed up than cornrows put in by blindfolded upper-middle class white suburban girls. You can’t just roll up in The Gentleman’s Club and keep on spitting the same paper thin routines you have been spitting. You can’t keep playing checkers. You need to play Chess. You need to recondition your mind. So Get Ready, you need to read The Gentleman’s Club Theorem (I also call it “The Local Bar Theorem” because my “local bar” in each city just happens to have topless girls. How is your local bar?).

The Temptations Get Ready

Lock the Spot Down

This is probably the most important aspect of The Gentleman’s Club Theorem. You want to have the whole spot under your influence. This is going to take time, work, and repeated showings at The Gentleman’s Club. It starts with the valet guys. They are the first ones you see when you approach The Gentleman’s Club. They can give you info on which girls are working, which Exotics have knocked off work early, or if a hitter from a rival faction is waiting at the bar to levitate you. This is life or death type stuff. Locking these guys down along with the head bartender and the head Bouncer/ Manager is the trinity of Gentleman’s Club Lock Downs (and I don’t mean that Super fly Model style Exotic Dancer I know from Scores in New York City named Trinity, real name Rachel, either).

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René & Angela – I’ll be good

Dress Sharp like a Box Cutter

The Goal is to be the flyest Cat in the Litter. Which really isn’t too hard these days since so many fools are coming Straight Outta tha Mall. (I go boutique, or work with designer and tailors direct in case you wanted to know.) Or at best regular guy is dressing straight out of Details or GQ Magazine which in case you didn’t know is run by Gay guys. Nothing against gay people, (In fact, I love Bi girls) and gay guys are cool, since they are non-competitors. I just find it funny when straight guys that hate gay people dress like gay people. So, anyways, to avoid confusion, dress like this as an example; Black with Sugar Bear Blue pinstripe custom Prada, Bespoke two button suit with notched lapels and side vents, Grimace purple Gucci shirt, Prada cap toed lace ups, tie optional and Violet Brioni Pocket square (and I don’t mean that Catwalk style, La Perla Exotic Dancer I know named Violet from The Penthouse Executive Club in New York City, real name Jennifer either). It’s also a good move to get a good haircut or shave before hand. Be careful thought, these days you can even get bad haircut at Drucker’s in Beverly Hills . Although, you would be hard pressed to have a better haircut experience than Drucker’s (outside of course, Taylors of Old Bond Street London and Geo F. Trumper, London , the original on Curzon Street ). I mean, that’s where Bugsy Siegel used to get his hair cut for God’s sake. In fact, Benny and I both got our last hair cuts at the same place. (The Shave of Beverly Hills is decent also as well as Aidan Gil in New Orleans )

The Chiffons, He’s So Fine (Ever since I was a kid I have thought The Chiffons were singing about me with this song)

Grease

Grease is a necessary component of Locking a place down. Gentleman’s Club + Grease + G = Lockdown. And I mean Grease everyone. Refer to: The Art of The Grease (click here). Greasing is priceless (and I don’t mean that Cajun Cutie with Flapper Hair Exotic Dancer I know named Priceless from Rick’s Cabaret in New Orleans , real name Erica either).

Foxy Brown ft. Jay -Z – Ill Be

Chill and Lamp

Very important. Relax like Mitch “Blood” Green’s perm. You have to seem like you have more important things on your mind than Beautiful, naked girls. Which of course, you don’t. When ever I am running The Local Bar Theorem I always seem very distracted. But in reality, my mind is working overtime, running computations, figuring out which girls are friends with whom, which bouncers are going to try to put salt in my game, which girls are best prospects for The Trio, etc. Relax and have patience (and I don’t mean that Sophisto Style, Mac Gloss Girl Exotic Dancer I know named Patience from Hustler Club in San Francisco, real name Veronica either).

T-pain ft. Yung Joc, Buy you a drink

Friendly and Gentlemanly

You want to give off positive waves of energy when you are Locking down a Gentleman’s Club. Catch a girl that falls off balance coming off the stage with her clear plastic high-heels. Light every girl’s cigarette before yours (or do a double light move). Let waitresses pass by with a tray full of Ketel One shots in front of you (worth its weight in heron). Offer girls waters occasionally instead of cocktails. Tip waitresses for no reason. Tell Dancers which guys are sure thing Marks. Give some encouragement to an Exotic that is having a rough night. Know The Game. Don’t bug girls that are working and fleecing a customer (and I don’t mean that caliente Colombiana style Exotic Dancer with Shakira hair, I know named Felice from Solid Gold in North Miami Beach, real name Tesara either).

Fabulous ft. Ne-Yo, You make me better

Back Story

You need an Air tight Back Story. First off, you are Always from somewhere else, even if you live full time in the city you are currently in. But you do “keep” a place in the current city you are at. Or you are staying at some Fly hotel in town for an undetermined amount of time. Always act like CASH is no object. Come up with a real vague occupation when asked, like; “I am in international business”, “I am in the Caviar trade” or “My family produces Champagne in France ”. Have fun with it. Pick something that sounds legit but implies a lot of money but has an illegal tinge to it. Exotic Dancers like that stuff. Saying, “I am a real estate agent” doesn’t work. If you have a good back story, and you follow The Local Bar Theorem to The Seventh Letter it will spread through The Gentleman’s Club, like only gossip, rumors, and Tragedy does. Use your Imagination. Sky’s the limit. (And I don’t mean those Hippy flippy, SuicideGirl style sister Exotic Dancers I know named Imagination and Skye from Deja Vu in Seattle, real names are I think Imagination and Skye, (their parents were hippies) either).

DJ Khaled with Young Jeezy, Juelz Santana, Rick Ross, Lil’ Wayne & Fat Joe, Brown Paper Bag (G Manifesto Certified Track)

Exude Class and Wealth

Although I am the Son of Revolutionary Killers and I have spent plenty of time on The Street, Alleys (and I don’t mean that Fly Exotic Dancer I know named Ally with lips like Angeline from The Spearmint Rhino in Las Vegas, real name Allison either), and The Underworld, I have spent an equal amount of time in the Upperworld with the fortunate and privileged. And, truth be told, the blessed from the Upperworld can be just as treacherous as the dwellers of the Underworld. But that is another story. Throw in a dash of snobbery and arrogance for good measure for the devils pie.

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D’Angleo Devils pie

Champagne

I usually try to target the Exotic or Exotics that know a lot of other girls and will run her mouth about how cool you are to hang out with to all the other Exotics. Always keep Champagne on Ice like Winnipeg at your Crib and treat the girl’s first class. This data will spread to the other girls. You can go to her crib, but chances are her Pug Dog will get his dirty paws all over your Brioni slacks. Better to play on your court (and I don’t mean that dope sunset style Exotic Dancer with Pixie hair, I know named Kourtney from Body Shop in Los Angeles, I think Kourtney is her real name also, either).

Diana ross, It’s my house

Don’t Scalp

Once you have things cooking with The Local Bar Theorem and things are on the up and up, many G’s have the tendency to Pillage and Plunder the Gentleman’s Club. Don’t do it like Zheng Zhilong or Henry Morgan. Don’t scalp like the Indians did on Custer’s Crew. You don’t want to do this. You want to just skim the Cream off the top. Don’t attack with the ferociousness of a pack of Lions on the Serengeti in Kenya (and I don’t mean that illmatic coco Exotic Dancer with Kelly Rowland hair I know named Kenya from Seamless in Las Vegas , real name Kelly, either). Stay low-profile and The Local Bar Theorem will be the gift that keeps on giving, like an Atari during the days of “Just Say No”. Or a fresh out the box Desert Eag with no bodies attached. Or a never been fired seven plus two.

D’Angelo ft. AZ, Lady

The Whirlpool Effect

Once you spend a little time, and Dress Sharp, Grease, Chill, act Gentlemanly, have a good Back Story, Exude Class and Wealth, have Champagne on Ice like Alberta (and I don’t mean that dope Latina Exotic Dancer I know named Alberta from Scores in Las Vegas, real name Jasmine, either) and Don’t Scalp you will create what is called in the industry “The Whirlpool Effect”. This happens when you step in the spot and every Exotic looks at you like a welcome friend. They don’t want your money. They don’t want you for dances. You are their refuge and safe haven, or a flight to quality (much like investing in gold bullion during down markets when done correctly). And they all just keep getting sucked in (so to speak) hence the name, “The Whirlpool Effect”.

Camp Lo, Black Hollywood (First look)

Currently, I have the “The Whirlpool Effect” going in Clubs in at least seven different cities, and that’s just America (not counting Canada ). If you are able to do this, you will have enough Exotic Dancer Jewelery and Clothes left behind at your Crib to open up your own Boutique Clothing and Jewelery stores. You should look into it.

The Rest is Up to You…….

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Johnnie Taylor – Who’s Makin’ Love…ice cold track

Models, Murder and Mayhem, The South Beach War Report Part II

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So you’re on a roll in your crappy hometown (and I don’t mean beans either). You have been swooping mad girls. Your Game is water-tight at the dive bars. Your Day Game is lacking no zip at the malls. You have been cleaning up at your local Hooters. You even somersaulted a pound of the G 13 you got from the V 13. You think your ready for South Beach and all the Models that come with it right? No, you’re not ready. Not until you read The G Manifesto. (Not like there is anything wrong with Hooters girls. In fact, I have done an unofficial case study and I have found out that Hooters Girls are like a farm team for future Playboy Playmates. The G Manifesto on swooping Hooters Girls, coming soon…)

We have already gone thru basic technique in The South Beach War Report Part I: The Basics (click link); if you haven’t yet read it now would be a good time to etch it in your skull. Today we are going go over Advanced moves and techniques for Boa Constricting South Beach.

Rass Kass, Miami Life

Street Game

We have already gone over Street Game techniques in Street Game…It’s kinda like The Crack Game (click link), so you should have a good idea of what I am talking about. Street Game is at a premium in South Beach (especially in comparison to cities like Las Vegas where Street Game is almost non-existent). Some of the most beautiful girls you will see in South Beach are going to be on the Street. Corner to Corner. Curb serving. Anticipation is paramount. You need to Anticipate which direction a girl is walking when she is at a street corner. This is true for Day Game, Evening Game and After-Hours Game (I never have overstood why people call it “after-hours”, if you are looking for heist-tips or swooping, these are “peak hours”). If you see a fly Paraguayan Model Girl with a Nancy Gonzales turquoise Crocodille Clutch in hand at northeast corner of Collins and 17th and you are across from The Delano, you need to make quick calculations and Anticipate. Is she going to mash up 17th? Or do I need to cross Collins and cut her off in front of The Sagamore and pitch her on cocktails and pro-bono Lamb Cigars at the Bar at Social Miami? Its questions like these and proper Anticipation that separate the perpetrator G’s from The Truth. Posting up, dressed sharp (Rakish Ozwald Boateng 2 button suit, side vents and Gucci loafers, loosened Mint green Zegna tie, and I don’t mean Club Mynt either, 9 milly, rubber grip, should work) with a cigarette hanging out of your mouth, clacking a Zippo near a modeling agency has never been bad for anyone’s health either.

Slave, Watching You

Research

“Time spent on reconnaissance is never wasted”-El Cid (G Manifesto Certifed Castilian Nobleman, Conquerer and 11th century G). You need to know which spots are the right places to be on which nights in South Beach. This is easy if you are me and you have this Data memorized. But if you are regular everyday Guy, you are going to have no chance unless you have the intell. The easiest way to get this data is to post up at a High-end hotel and lock the bartender down. Grease them if you need to. Get the info. If you lock the bartender they will probably give you a name or two to drop as well. Make sure you get the times you want to arrive, door guys names, afterhour’s spots and restaurants wired. If the bartender is a fly girl, pitch her….skippy.

Early Leads

A lot of people don’t utilize this angle. Miami Beach is the kind of town where it’s easy to be unfocused and get Caught Up (and I don’t mean that Bokeem Woodbine film either). It’s a long night in Miami Beach; getting Early Leads is like investing in Mutual Funds with some jerkoff stockbroker before the Bubble burst. Or investing in real estate before the equally jerkoff mortgage brokers got their pockets turned inside out. Call the Early Leads later in the night as an “escape hatch” if need be. Sure you have to listen to Fergie’s “Glamorous” track on every girl’s ringer but trust me; you will be thanking me at 3:30 am eastern standard time.

Pimps

Late night, certain sections of the street become a Track in South Beach. You will see a lot of Pimps and their girls rolling the streets. We have already touched on The Pimp Game in: Veins of Ice: Lessons from The Pimp. I always say, “what up” to the Pimps on the Ave. Game recognizes Game type situation. Player Recognition. They always respect my swagger. And they are usually blinded by my suit game. I always take a little time out from the evening and chop it up with these guys.

Heaters

There are plenty of tough guys on South Beach. A lot of these guys work out a lot. Now, I hit hard, have solid Muay Thai and my submission defense is up to snuff, but that last thing you are going to see me do is roll around on the Concrete in a $2100.00 custom Prada suit (my goal, of course , in Miami Beach is to roll around with a Model girl or two on high thread count Egyptian Cotton Sheets). So I always carry chrome on Miami Beach. Historically speaking, the Mack 11 with silencer has been de rigueur on Miami Beach. But recently, I have been favoring the Heckler & Koch MP5 when I can feel it in the air…more high class, more style points. (And I’m not Phil Collins; I’m more like Joseph Stalin). I drop 3 G’s on suits imagine what I spend gun shopping……(and I don’t care what I spend on security it helps me sleep during the day.)

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In the Air Tonight

Workouts

Even the most Sinister G’s can hurt after a good three day runner in Miami Beach. Now try three months. The good news is (and I don’t mean News Café either) is that getting a workout on and Entering The Dragon in South Beach is as easy as picking up a dope Hollywood Party Girl with a faux talent agent card (especially compared to getting a workout on in Las Vegas). Bust a beach jog up to the Fountaine Bleu and back like that. Keep your head right, don’t go insane and try to hit the same vein as Kurt Cobain. The humidity will help you sweat out the good stuff with a quickness. I always like to box a few rounds as well to keep my hand speed and reaction times up. Many times I will leave Miami Beach in better shape than I arrived. Make sure you intermix a steady diet of Stone Crabs and Haute Cuisine with Cuban food (home cooked Ropa Vieja, Ajiaco Cubano, Roast Suckling Pig and Pollo con Quimbobo y Platanos as well) to Fuel The Dragon. Also, make sure you Gulp down plenty of Café con leche to keep the Skull Game tight. And, chain smoke to keep your lungs in order.

Connections

Connections are King in South Beach. Which is good for me since I have them in Spades. Cuban G’s, Club owners, Door guys, G’s who move two kinds of Miami Bass, Colombian Rakes, Vip Hosts, Euro Playboys, South American General’s kids, Cocaine Cowboys, Matre D’s, NYC Kool Kids, Bensonhurst, Bay ridge, Gravesend, Bath Beach top Guns, Marielitos (did I miss anyone?), you name it I got them. Then you too can be slick as a curl and smooth as a pearl. Now you just got to spit more Game than a mouth full of poker chips to get the Models with the bony hips….

Innovate and Undefeated

“El Cid never defeated by any man on the Earth”. One of the reasons for El Cid’s success was that he constantly analyzed warfare. If you have a tight crew, all of you should analyze what works and what doesn’t. Take suggestions. He also was a great innovator and used unexpected strategies in War. Do the same. Create your own moves. Pioneer your own techniques. The Rest is Up to You…….

Soon we will tackle Getting into Clubs: South Beach Style. And later we will get into The Framework for Swooping Models. Till then, The Rest is Up to You…..

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