This Summer I have been logging in heavy hours at The Del Mar Race Track, hustling, gambling and swooping fly girls. I have even taken to eating lemondrops at the track (and I don’t mean those shots that Strip Club Waitress’ always try to get me to do pro-bono, either), all the while enjoying the beautiful 70 degree weather that coastal Southern California has been offering, while the rest of the country sweats it out.
I have been mostly holding court dayside (pre-track) at Red Tracton’s and nightside (post-track) at L’Auberge Del Mar. I did take time to catch Juan Manuel Marquez cook Juan Diaz in the rematch, like I said he would. Another big win for 70’s babies over 80’s babies. And another decent win for my Custom Suit pocket.
I also saw Zenyatta go 18-0 in what Del Mar Thoroughbred Club CEO, Joe Harper, called, “This is the best day Del Mar has ever had. And thanks to not just Zenyatta, but the style and eloquence of people you see in front of you,” from the relaxing confines of The Del Mar Turf Club.
Now after having The Best Feeling again, its time to plan my next strike. Hope your summer is going well also.
Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life
http://www.thegmanifesto.com
I have said it before and I will say it again; I have forgotten more dope moves than most top ranked International Playboys will ever learn.
Here is a dope move, with plenty of style and dash, that I recently remembered, when a couple of cats recently asked me the best way to swoop Gentleman’s Club Waitresses. As we all know, at certain Gentleman’s Clubs, the waitresses can be the flyest girls in The Gentleman’s Club.
This move is best performed on a “slow” night and kind of early.
Proceed to kick up your handmade loafers at the bar, get a couple high-end Vodka Sodas, ignore the girls dancing, Number Crunch, and make some small talk with the other waitresses (not the target), Exotic Dancers, Bouncers, and the Bartender. Who knows, maybe buy some Beeks or Beans; just make sure you Lock the place down.
The above is all “the set up”; now for the move:
Very important: you have up until this time, completely ignored the Gentleman’s Club Waitress you want to swoop.
Make sure, as you are making your exit, that you “time” it perfectly so you will pass the Gentleman’s Club Waitress you want to swoop. This will make the move appear more organic and “free-range”.
Now, walk by the Gentleman’s Club Waitress you want to swoop, and toss a $50 bill on to her tray, flash your dental work and say, “Take Care”. (A $20 should be good enough in a Down Economy).
Hold it a beat, as she is completely thrown off and has no idea what to say, and then walk out without saying another word.
Roll back into the Gentleman’s Club a few days later, take a seat at the bar and wait a few.
Pretty soon, the Gentleman’s Club Waitress you want to swoop will come up to you smiling and laughing and say, “Hi, my name is Robin, what’s yours?”
Then pull out the sickle, the pick and the shovel and Game Up.
Side Note II:
I have never done this move on a “Civilian” waitress, although I believe it could work. Especially in “cash heavy” cities like Las Vegas or Miami Beach.
Fun Side note:
I have pulled this move off more than a few times. The last girl I did it to, who was really ill, actually got fired from her gig for choking out one of the bouncers on a dare. I think she was taking some self-defense/ju-jitsu classes or something.
Even so, I went 12-0 with 12 KO’s VS her in the bedroom.
Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life
http://www.thegmanifesto.com
The O’Jays perform “For The Love of Money” on Soul Train
Recently on Roosh’s Forum these questions were posed. Here is the Data Sheet:
Favorite Daytime Bars/Spots to chill: Under 6000 thread count Egyptian cotton sheets with a fly girl or girls. Piero Selvaggio’s Valentino’s in the Venetian. Joe’s Stone Crab in Caesars. Mario Batali’s Carnevino in The Palazzo. Emeril Lagasse’s Delmonico Steakhouse in The Venetian for a heavy lunch time, recovery-style lunch.
Favorite Restaurant with a bar for dinner: Thomas Keller’s Bouchon in The Venetian is numero uno and the most multi-purpose: Dolo dining, getting ready for the night with a running partner, con crew, or with a fly girl. I have done them all numerous times and Bouchon never disappoints. Followed by Alessandro Stratta’s Alex in Wynn (full go-off only). Paul Bartolotta’s Bartolotta in Wynn (great bar for some seafood apps and cocktail, solo, with running partner or biz meetings). Daniel Boulud’s Daniel Boulud (full meal or drinks and food at the bar Dolo).
Other restaurants of note: AquaKnox in Venetian (Oysters and Cocktail with running partner to warm up and get your stories straight for the evening), Mix in The Hotel (Dinner with fly girl). SW Steakhouse in Wynn (for big biz deals).
Favorite Buffet: Never been.
Favorite Casino with a pool: Don’t do the pool thing. Either I am asleep, or making moves.
Favorite Casino for gambling: Wynn, The Venetian.
Favorite Casino for staying: Wynn, The Venetian or The Hotel in Mandalay Bay.
Favorite Strip club: Spearmint Rhino is really all you need to know, although Sapphire, Treasures, Club Paradise, and Rick’s all have their merits (I might be missing a few here). And by “merits” I mean fly girls to swoop. Hell, I even had a Magical Night in Little Darlings once. But that was a different era. Scores was pretty legit but closed.
Any other spots to meet ladies: Not sure about “ladies” but for fly girls, Forum Shops at Caesars Palace during the day. Or catching girls on the fly on the casino floor. Ocular bar in the Venetian. Parasol Down in Wynn.
Best places to meet Exotic Dancers after work: The Peppermill for grinds. Some other grind spot that I always forget the name of even though I have been there at least 40 times with Exotic Dancers. Parasol Up in Wynn. Ocular bar in Venetian.
Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life
http://www.thegmanifesto.com
Lately, I have been getting a few emails basically asking:
“I know Mardi Gras isn’t exactly your steez, but I will happen to be in New Orleans during that time this year. What advice do you have for an Up and Coming G on the Rise for Mardi Gras?”
Great question. I am still around for you, keeping it underground for you.
Although Mardi Gras isn’t exactly my stilo, I have been in New Orleans during Mardi Gras before (It was a “work” trip, some PicayuneStandover job, back when I used to work for The Barons, in case you wanted to know).
Now, truth be told, Mardi Gras is probably the best “big gig” in America. And although my love for New Orleans is well documented, “big gigs” are not really my Forté anymore. But as far as doing Mardi Gras up “G Style”, you have come to the right place.
Here is how to march through Mardi Gras like “The Second Line”:
Custom Suited Down
The Crescent City, being G Manifesto Turf, is a very Suit Friendly city. Being Suited Up in The City that Care Forgot is never more important than during Mardi Gras. One, you will be dressed doper than your competition. Two, fly girls will be all over you like a Mac Gloss sale at the Beverly Center. Third, and probably most importantly, being Suited Down in The Big Easy is like an all-access pass. This can come in real heavy when you need to cross parade lines and cut down on travel times when you are doing mad Day Swooping. Seriously, you won’t know how important this is until you are there. You can thank me later.
Ritz Carlton Hotel, New Orleans
The Ritz needs to be your Base of Operations during Mardi Gras. Think of it as your Roux. The location, just off Bourbon, is like the Galatoire’s Goute (Crab Maison, Shrimp Maison and Shrimp Remoulade) at Galatorie’s; nothing short of perfection. Furthermore, it is on the French Quarter side of Canal, which can be pivotal, so you don’t get stymied by parades.
The Ritz Lobby Bar is probably the most user friendly Lobby Bar in America. Do like I do; lock the entire place down: from the bartenders, to the waitresses, the general manager, to the bus boys, to the band, to the lounge singer, to the girl whipping up the Bananas Foster.
These days I walk around the Ritz lobby bar like I am some kind of half IRA, half ETA Le Roi. Mad Regal with une couronne, getting everything Lagniappe.
Gentleman’s Clubs
The Gentleman’s Clubs are where you are going to do your strongest work during Mardi Gras. Laissez le Bon temp rouler. Especially, during the early part of Mardi Gras week. To kick the fountain of youth*, the early part of Mardi Gras can be relatively mellow. Not unlike a regular night in The City beneath The Sea.
Bottom line, American’s don’t party as hard as say, the Spanish or the Brazilians. Sorry to debunk the whole myth that American’s party the hardest. We have really become a bunch of sissys in this country. Present company excluded. But that is neither Pascal’s Manale nor Suits by Canali.
Anyways, back to the Gentleman’s Clubs. I have written extensively on Swooping Exotic Dancers. Re-read The G Manifesto and follow to The Seventh Letter. You should do more than fine.
Some of my finest moments of Triomphe have happened in New Orleans Gentleman’s Clubs. Well, the activities that took place succeeding, anyway.
Way Down Yonder In New Orleans – Louis Armstrong
Bourbon Street, Street Game
My plans to conquer the streets are embedded in my head like the Mark of the Beast.
And when it comes to Bourbon Street Game, I was born with it, I am getting on with it, and I am gonna have it till I am f*cking Dead and Gone with it.
During the early part of Mardi Gras, Bourbon Street can be pretty dope. Keep in mind; you have to sift through a lot of girls to really find the quality. It’s similar to finding une babiole in some King Cake.
As far as all the beads and girls flashing?
Like Ice Cube once said, “I ain’t the one”. Although, I do have mad respect for the culture.
If you follow my tips, and you got the Mojo Bag, Gris-gris, spider dumpling, goofer, black cat bone, and John the Conqueroo, you should have plenty of topless girls back at The Ritz Carlton anyway.
Grinds
You definitely have to get your grind on heavy in “America’s Most Exotic City”. Hit all the main guns; Galatories, Felix’s, August, Café Du Monde, Deenies, Bayona etc.
But also make sure you hit up some of the grind sessions outside the Vieux Carré, like the crawfish boils. And get your Gumbo on. This is where knowing some local Exotic Dancers can really come in handy.
I have been known to go “missing” New Orleans: Miss New Orleans, Miss Louisiana, Miss Metarie, Miss St. Bernard Parish, Miss Chalmette etc.
But always keep your wits about you. One time I woke up in the Bayou covered in blood, a Johnny Favorite record playing on the phonograph, chicken’s feet and mad fans spinning. It was mad weird. Ruined my Ozwald Boateng with le violet, l’or and le vert interior.
Ma Rainey -Louisiana Hoo Doo Blues
Later in the week
During the Later part of Mardi Gras, things simply get too tumultuous and hectic. It could take 45 minutes just to walk from The Ritz to Rick’s Cabaret because of La foule. And your handmade shoes from London will get all scuffed up.
This is when posting up in the tranquil environs of The Ritz Lobby bar will really pay dividends. The Ritz Lobby Bar; a better investment than equities in 2010.
Krewes
If you really have Game, like your humble author, you will infiltrate the parties that The Krewes throw. It is always good to intermix some New Orleans aristocratic “Débutante girls” with a steady diet of Exotics.
So how do you infiltrate these parties and swoop these “Débutante girls”?
Do me a favor.
I have said it before, and I will say it again, for those data sheets, a publisher is going to have to come at me a la Vaynerchuck; seven figs min.
Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life
http://www.thegmanifesto.com
Once again, it’s the late night opium den patron, watching Exotic Dancers shaking, midsection got the 8 in, Savile Row pimping, with that International Playboy system diction, spitting the non-fiction, without contradiction, never wearing “Affliction”, till I get the crucifixion and my drug addiction causes my dereliction in every jurisdiction with benediction.
Often times, people come up to me on the streets when I am Custom Suited Down, handing out $5 bills to little kids in my neighborhood (old-school G Move) out on twenty-two Heartache Avenue and ask me, “Yo Michael, How do you swoop 100 girls per year?”
Great question.
And, since I am sick of people asking me, here is how it’s done:
2 Fly Girls per week
First thing you have to realize is that swooping 100 fly girls per year, is only swooping two fly girls per week. Once you wrap your Rasoodock around it, it doesn’t seem that difficult anymore, right? Hell, these days my Game is so strong, I could probably wear off-the rack suits, be a boring non-smoker, and stand on my head and still pull it off. Initiative comes to thems that wait.
Roll out
I don’t really feel bad for most guys who don’t swoop 100 girls per year. 99 times out of 100, they simply don’t roll out at night often enough. Me? I steady go out 3 to 5 nights per week, suffering the tortures of the damned. Tortures of the damned.
I swoop fly girls, puff Heaven Haze, not just the weekends, that’s seven days.
Custom Suits, sharp as a Miyamoto Musashi’s Katanas
The next thing you need to do is dress mad sharp. Hell, I have Custom Suits in my wardrobe that if I put them on a mannequin in the middle of top tier nightclub they would swoop 50 top notch girls per year on their own.
Dressing sharp will make swooping the girls easier, obviously, but more importantly, you will have Style while you are swooping (and I don’t mean that bald Pick up Artist who wrote The Game either). It is pointless to swoop mad girls in glittery Ed Hardy shirts and suspect designer jeans with rhinestones. Because, when all is said and done, you are still wearing glitter and rhinestones.
So, wear gear that hits hard like Macho Camacho and Vargas, find your targets, and peg the market.
Las Vegas
At some point in the year, you are going to have to hit up Las Vegas. The reason? You need to roll thru a place where you can go “Murder Machine” and swoop like five girls in a night. There is no place is easier to swoop five girls in a night than Las Vegas. Most times when I do this, I just keep my door to my Salon Suite at Wynn propped open. Otherwise, I am struggling with that damn room key all night. Lately, I have been considering asking Steve Wynn to put in a revolving door for me.
Swooping five girls in a night just makes your life a lot easier, like some of the tips in Tim Ferris’sThe Four Hour Work Week. Maybe I should write a book titled, “The Five Fly Girls Swoop Night”.
Minnie Ripperton (Inside My Love) – Proof That Angels on Earth do exist.
Stick and Move like a Young Muhammad Ali
You are going to have to move cities often and stay nimble, like your humble author, if you want to swoop 100 fly girls per year. Many American cities can get cooked pretty quickly. And, forget it if you are hitting up a town. Hell, I can cook a place like Laguna Beach in just a few weeks and have every guy in the town wanting my blood spilled. Do like Muhammad Ali and I do: Stick and Move.
Gentleman’s club Little known fact: The one who controls the top Gentleman’s Clubs in each city is usually the top Playboy in each city. (Unless, of course, the guy who controls the Gentleman’s Club works at the Gentleman’s Club.)
The reason? The top G at the top The Gentleman’s Club swoops fly girls on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday nights. These are nights that most run of the mill “players” stay in. Most weeks, I will have three or four girls already swooped by weekend time.
Un-Pick up Girls
When you swoop 100 fly girls per year, you can’t have girls play you close like Nutella plays toast. You have to learn how to Un-Pick up Girls.
I am actually working on this new futuristic Game Technique, that is wrapped so tight that the drug dogs can’t smell it, where you swoop a girl and Un-swoop her almost simultaneously.
The whole relationship with the girl gets caught in a time space continuum and the swoop frames are incredibly collapsed. Real post-apocalypse type stuff with a new twist. So dope that even Alicia Keys won’t be telling my secrets.
It’s so innovative that the world might start spinning the other direction. Creating a whole new market like G Manifesto Hall of Fame Member, Marc “The King of Oil” Rich.
I will un-wrap it, break it down and bag it up when I conclude my research. Baggies and Blue Tops, Purple Tops, Red Tops, Push Drops. (Trust it will be Puro, un-cut raw, and no Arm and Hammer.) You won’t be able to feel your face.
Sometimes, I feel like I am the Jonas Salk/ José Gonzalo Rodríguez Gacha of this Game Sh*t.
Side note:
Teddy Pendergrass, Rest in Peace. Huge loss, and true G.
I floated some CASH to Haiti. If you want to do the same, Click Here for The Red Cross. A huge part of being a G is helping those in need.
Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life
http://www.thegmanifesto.com
