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Southern California 7-11 Swoop Game

When you are a young up and coming G on a Budget in Southern California Beach Towns you need to focus on four places to swoop fly girls:

1. House Parties (although the California Police State has cracked down on these heavily since the “bad old days”, rendering them almost insignificant.)

2. The Beach (Although, I am not talking Topless Beaches here.)

3. Taco Shops (Click Link for the full breakdown)

4. The 7-11

7-11’s hold mad fly girls regardless of the beach town in Southern California. Every girl rolls by at some point in the night.

Here is how to run younger G swoop Game at the 7-11:

Post and Chop

Swooping fly girls at the 7-11, is just like mountain climbing: you have to put your time in.

What my old school crew and I would do is park the drop top Cadillac at our local 7-11 and just post up. Thankfully, there was a bar next door to our local 7-11 so girls would always come out of the bar to buy smokes or some crap.

We were just like crocodiles in wait for zebras, girls would come up and we would bite like the crocs do in The Gremeti River, Serengeti, Tanzania. “Crocodile Game” if you will.

Chronic Smokes and 40oz Dreams

In between girls rolling up, my crew and I would just chill, take monster hits of Chronic and take huge pulls of well concealed 40 oz bottles.

You would be surprised how many fly rich beach girls would open us with, “Do you have any more weed?”

Game on. Then we would just transform into the Original Game Spitta.

It amazes me how you hardly ever see young G’s chilling out in the open smoking Chronic and Drinking Malt Liquor any more. I really don’t know what is wrong with kids these days. Maybe it’s the video games. Maybe it’s Facebook. Who really knows?

Either way, if I saw kids posting, smoking and drinking at a 7-11 today, I would probably throw them on the pay roll and mold them for the future.

We can always use more International Playboys of The Apocalypse.

Anyways, I am starting to confuse myself.

Before I get too off track, here is a little story from back in the day when fly girls hit me on the Pager like my name was Stojaković to explain how it’s done:

I was chilling with my clicka at our local 7-11 smoking Chronic and drinking St. Ides when we saw a super fly girl get into an argument with her boyfriend outside the bar next door. It got pretty heated and the guy walked away in a huff.

The girl was older (about 27-28 I am guessing) and a mad fly blonde girl. Dressed to the nines.

The super fly girl rolled up to the 7-11 and she walked right past us and ignored my advances.

My homeboys were heckling me because I blew it. Or so they thought.

I just leaned back against the Cadillac and re-sparked up another Chronic Roach.

When she came back out of the 7-11, mashing a pack of cigarettes, she used The Greatest Opener of All Time on me.

“Do you have a light?”, she said.

“Sure”, I replied while clacking my Zippo.

I could tell she was pretty heated from the argument with the guy earlier, but she had a very seductive and enchanting look in her eyes.

As I killed my Chronic Jay, she asked me with dilated pupils, “Do you have any more weed, I could really use some right now”.

Although we were all holding Chron (as always), I replied half jokingly since she dissed me earlier, “I do, but it is at my crib close by.”.

I thought she was going to laugh and diss me again, (keep in mind this girl was hotter than Venice Beach asphalt in summertime in a long form fitting dress and high heels) but she said, “Let’s go. Your driving.” and threw me her keys.

I looked at the keys: Porsche

Smooth. (And not one of those lame ones. A legit one. Payed for by her boyfriend no doubt).

I grabbed her hand and I replied, “Let’s roll” and started walking away while giving a wink to my crew who all were flabbergasted.

We rolled to the G-Spot, for a smoke session and swoop session. Illmatic.

Still maybe the best blower of my life. (And not to sound cocky or anything, but she has long competition to be measured up against, so to speak).

She needed me to drop her and her ride off, so we split.

As we pulled out of my block, I passed my friends rolling back from the 7-11 and gave them a loud honk as they gave me the “jealousy finger”.

We rolled a few miles into the sickest houses in the hood by the beach. I am talking don’t even step unless you have $3 mill min. (And that was in those days, nowadays, some go for $25 mill an up, of course).

We pulled up to a super sick crib and she said, “This is it…”

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Montreal Street Game Moves

It is no secret that I love Montreal.

And it’s no secret that I hate the rain.

But a dope thing about Montreal when it rains is that there are fly girls in the doorways of buildings smoking when you walk around.

This makes Street Game in Montreal child’s play for a smooth, young, dashing, sharply dressed, Cash rich, International Playboy, like your humble author who smokes mad cancer sticks.

Just use The Greatest Opener of All Time and it’s Game On like Vietnam.

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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

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A View To A Swoop

One of the most common misconceptions about The G Manifesto is that the moves within only apply to people with heavy Cash.

Which of course, is far from the truth. Don’t get it twisted, The G Manifesto is for the 99%. (We heist the 1%).

In fact, I would go as far to say as the Budget Game tips in The G Manifesto are without peer on the Internet.

Here is another one from the early Chambers of The G Manifesto that I have been using since I was a young up-and-coming G’ on the rise:

A View To A Swoop

When rolling with girls (and I don’t mean Beans either) always make a stop by a view with breathtaking scenery.

Swooping is so much easier with beautiful scenery in the background.

Also, this is a great qualifier move; if a girl won’t swoop with a “multi-island”, “multi-beach”, ocean, cliff scape, then you probably aren’t going to swoop her at all.

Furthermore, this is a great Day Game Move, (and I don’t mean Roosh’s book Day Bang either, or maybe I do) as you can get in those “day blowers”, “day shakers” and “day swoops” in.

This in turn, free’s you up for more Night Swooping.

Total cost for swoop: $0.00

Check it out.

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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

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Summertime: Brick and Mortar Street Game

Here is a great move from the early Chambers of The G Manifesto to give your Street Game/Day Game a little more “punch”:

When most cats out there do Street Game, they find a high traffic spot and bounce around from girl to girl spitting Game.

There is nothing really wrong with this and it can be effective. However, as you should know by now, we do things a little different over at The G Manifesto.

We like to Post and Chop.

One of the best ways to do this, especially for those younger up and coming Proto-type G’s on a budget is to get a friend that works in a high traffic area and you can Post and Chop in front of his place of employment.

I first discovered this move as a youth on the topless beaches of Pays Basque. My friend from Santa Barbara worked at what we called “The Chicken Shop”. Basically it was a spot that served up dope Poulet et pommes frites on the beach.

I would just kick it on the benches outside and spit mad Street Game at the hordes of beautiful post-topless french girls that walked by.

For whatever reason, the fact that I was Brick and Mortar made girls stop at a higher percentage.

Side note:

I was basically funding myself by moving hashish that summer and the summer after. In fact, you could actually call me one of the original “Lifestyle Designers” living on a “passive income”. But that is neither here nor there.

When I returned to America, I worked a similar angle. One of my friends was working at a pizza place in Newport Beach at the beach.

So I again employed a little Brick and Mortar Street Game, and posted up on the stools outside and just chopped with no further adieu. I would charcoal, broil, and foil them at any barbecue.

Again, conversion rates were way higher on the beach girls of Newport.

Add a little Brick and Mortar Street Game to your summer and tell me how it goes.

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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

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San Diego Late Night Taco Shop Game

When you roll south of The Orange Curtain, there is one type of Game that regins supreme: San Diego Late Night Taco Shop Game.

In fact, because of the Police State that California has become, it is a great move to skip the Nightclubs and Bars in San Diego altogether, and just hit up The Taco Shops (The Del Mar Racetrack is of course, acceptable) late night. Especially if you are a player on a budget.

Late Night Taco Shop Game is a specific skillset and is a great Budget Game move for playboys low on scratch.

Side Note: Oftentimes, The G Manifesto is criticized for only having high-end Game moves. Sure the high-end Game moves are the best you will find anywhere, but I disagree. In fact, I challenge anyone to find a better resource for Budget Game moves than The G Manifesto. Check the archives, there are tons.

Here is what you need to do:

Swagger

After the bars close, and you roll up in the candy painted drop top Impala, tripping off pisto in the cup to the Taco Shop, come with mad swagger. Chingón. Keep in mind, this is not the kind of swagger you need for Miami Beach. Think less Muhammad Ali and think more Julio Cesar Chavez:

Knowledge

When you see the fly girls in line waiting to get their California Burritos, place their order for them. Speak Spanish for Style Points. You need to show them you know “what up” with the taco shop Game. Alternative opener: ask them “Have you ever had an Al Pastor before?”

Then work it from there.

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Gear

Surprisingly enough, you don’t need to go Custom Suited Down for Taco Shop Game. I mean, of course it works, however, you might be well advised to take off the shirt and the jacket and just roll slacks and the wife beater. This way, you won’t squirt any guac on your Custom jacket when you bite into your three rolled tacos with extra guac.

Aggression

If you see some firme hynas open, make your move. Many people use Late Night Taco Shop Game as a last ditch effort, and guys get aggressive. Tons of cats start pitching Beaks and Beans at girls. Counter that aggression with aggression of your own. Surgical Mayhem, if you will.

Fights

When you are spitting top flight Taco Shop Game, you need to watch for rival crews and clickas. I could literally write volumes of stories about Taco Shop brawls I have witnessed or have been a participant.

Here is a good one from back in the day:

One evening, I was chilling at a famous Taco Shop in La Jolla, post Chronic Jay. I was keeping it real, enjoying a Carne Asada Burrito, when at the same time, a crew of three Mexicans (not Eses, think more rich TJ heads, possibly Narco Juniors) and two local guys from the LJC walked in at the same time.

I wasn’t really paying attention, but they started beefing. The La Jolla heads where getting all “locals” vibe on the Mexican cats and trying to get them to back down. Suddenly, one of the TJ cats grabbed a Carnitas Burrito and slammed it straight into the mug of the bigger of the two LJ guys. Guacamole, Salsa and Shredded Pork went flying everywhere and splattered all over the menu board.

I was pretty high, but I was quick enough to jump on the table and avoid the melee that proceeded to incorporate chips with cheese and guac, rice and beans, flying saucers, Pollo Asado, mad salsas and mad guac all over the place, not to mention punches. Two of the cats were even rolling around in the stuff of the floor and the place became a full-on messy Mex-fest.

Realizing that my only way out, and avoid carne, salsa an guac all over my clothes, I jumped from table to table and hopped out the door with the food fight/fisticuffs in full swing.

I even still had half my Carne Asada Burrito still in check. And not a drop of guac on me. Smooth.

So watch the fights when you are spitting Taco Shop Game, some of them can be way more sinister.

Side note:

The G Manifesto might be taking a new direction with these super specialized innovative Game styles. These days, I feel so far gone, that I am almost on my way back.

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Lately, I have been spending my days swooping on topless girls at the beach, so I am not really sweating all this.

The Rest is Up to You…

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

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