The G Manifesto

Defeating the Nightclub DJ (or the Club Owner, bouncer, bartender guy, etc.)

In the life of a G (or commonly referred to as “The Life”), you will run into competition constantly. This competition will come in the form of business mogul guy, Sport Star guy, Musician guy, phony player guy, mortgage broker guy (actually, they might be extinct), investment banker guy, hedge fund guy, regular guy and of course, other G’s and International Playboys. You will also run into “nightlife workers”, that can at times, give you fits.

The nightclub DJ, the Club Owner, nightclub managers, bouncers and even the occasional bartender guy are characters that are typically, all up in The Game and don’t deserve to be a player. Personally, I have a problem with these guys because if they can play their cards right, they can swoop a lot of fly girls with minimal effort. Fly girls come to their place of work every night. How easy is that? This is in sharp contrast to your humble author, who has to use his wits, charm, skills, dope word play, style, technique and innovative maneuvers to get Fly Girls. In short, I have to use Game. It’s not like I can give my number to some fly teller girl on a Heist, right? (Although, I was tempted once.)

The Nightclub Worker gets a lot of fly girls by doing jackshit. Girls today, are so misinformed, that they actually think these guys are “so cool”. And truth be told, not many of these guys have true Game. Witness the “so cool” Club Owner guy when his Nightclub goes out of biz (and it will). The “so cool” Club Owner guy now couldn’t get a girl if his life depended on it. His “game” goes out the window with his Nightclub.

Personal jealousy’s aside, I do have many friends in the nightclub world. I have many friends that are dope DJ’s, hell, my little brother Nicholas Alfonso Mason, AKA The Jaguar, is a prototype up and coming DJ/International Playboy/G. And I am friends with many Club Owners. But the vast majority of nightlife workers are backstabbers. Meaning that, when you are not looking, or not on your Game, they will try to swoop on any fly girl you are swooping on. Thankfully, they are wasting their breath on girls I roll with, because my Game is so strong. But still, it is an issue of etiquette and respect for me.

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So, Kick back, light up a smoke, pour a Goose and Soda, and let me tell you a little story about how to defeat these guys and break down their whole structure, Oh my Brothers:

There is this very well known Club DJ that we will call “DJ Super Magnetic” (not his real name, but you do know who this guy is, he is pretty famous) who really fancied himself as some kind of pseudo-playboy. And DJ Super Magnetic is much better than your average, he does have some KO’s of some high-profile actress girls on his record. He is a top notch DJ, and spins dope cuts (although his scratching skills are way below par in my opinion), so I would always say “what up” to him and give him a pound when I entered the spot and often introduced the girl I was with to him. I noticed out of the corner of my eye on a couple of occasions that he would try to get the phone number of the girl I was with. Sneaky bastard. Putting holes in his manners. So I figured I would set a little trap for our little friend DJ Super Magnetic.

Let me take a step back:

I had recently swooped a very fly girl named “Dana” out from under a Trust Fund Playboy (TFP is what we call them in the industry) I knew named “Chris”. I had originally met Dana when I was cutting up Celler de Can Roca and El Bulli in Spain. Dana was a sometimes model/ Nightlife Princess with some decent pedigree and healthy poitrine. Her Mom was a relatively famous Model and her dad was a well known photographer. Dana, however, was as crazy as she was fly. Which means she was mad crazy because she was crazy fly.

One day, I was chilling with my friend Nikolai, AKA The Cobra, at the beach with a bunch of associates. Chris pulls up in his brand new Jaguar. At this point, I thought that the whole “swooping Dana from Chris thing” was top secret so I didn’t think he would make a move on me. See, Chris is from, I think, Brentwood or Beverly Hills or something. And I was born in a City post-MLK Jr. Riots in a Blue Magic Heroin chokehold only soon to become a Crack War Cauldron, so it wasn’t like we were in the same “weightclass” anyway. Rayful Edmond III was running the other side of the City. I was also a key player in the days of The Ecstasy Wonder Gangs, in case you didn’t know. Plus, I was with Nikolai, who has connections up the kazoo with the Eastern Block outfits, so I knew Chris wouldn’t make a move. Chris might be a Trust Fund Jerkoff, but he is no dummy.

I then noticed, that Chris’ Jaguar has been “keyed” up and down the side (and I don’t mean “keybumps” either). Keyed real bad. Chris points to his Jaguar, pats me on the back, says “Dana did this, G” and winks at me. I was going to get pissed off a Chris for touching my linen, but I had to give it up to him for his show of class. He knew The Game, he knew his girl just chose me.

At this point, I knew I had to offload “Dangerous Dana” as quickly as possible. Quicker than sitting on hot keys in a Ramada. Understand, that my Cadillac with Candy paint looked fresh without any scratches. So I got an idea.

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I called Dangerous Dana and told her I would take her out to the Nightclub where DJ Magnetic spun. She was of course, smitten (who could blame her?). We then rolled into the spot (I don’t have to tell you I skipped the line, do I?) and we got a couple of drinks. Goose, soda, lime for me, something retarded for her.

I was in an ice pick sharp, black two button Paul Smith with side vents, Lilac Prada shirt, Duncan Quinn pocket square, Chrome Desert Eagle and Prada shoes, understated yet illmatic. My pockets on creatine and green like a bunch of fresh basil. Dana was in a red Roberto Cavalli V-Neck dress, Christian Louboutin Satin d’Oray sandals, I think, and holding a Birkin Bag, looking like some kind of slightly less ill Hillary Rhoda. She looked incredibly fly, flawless even, but truth be told, I probably looked doper than her.

Anyway, I then introduced her to DJ Super Magnetic. I saw DJ Super Magnetic was up to his old tricks, trying to swoop Dana, and who could really blame him? Dana was extremely easy on the eyes and probably the flyest girl in the spot. I left her by the DJ booth and Number Crunched for a little bit. Pretty successful Number Crunching session I must say, but that is neither Ruger nor Luger.

When I came back to where Magnetic and Dana were, I said to her “I have an emergency and need to go. Why don’t you just stay?” She said, “Are you sure you don’t want me to come with you?” not very enthusiastically. I said, “No, have fun, let’s talk later.” As I was leaving, I looked back to see Dana in the DJ booth dancing with Magnetic (and she could dance, especially for a white girl). The trap was set, and I am not even from the ATL, either.

It actually took longer than I thought for the trap to spring on DJ Magnetic. But when it did, it was better than I had envisioned. See, DJ Magnetic and Dana started dating. She was up in the booth with him kissing and dancing every night, you know, typical DJ game (or so I heard, I stopped going to that spot, it was getting wacker by the night).

Then two months later, their relationship crumbled. Dana got sick of DJ Magnetic’s faux-playboy ways. And, truthfully, his game was pretty weak. This time, Dana really out did herflyself. She torched DJ Magnetic’s mint condition drop top 1961 Lincoln Continental with Suicide doors. Checkmate and toe tagged. Michael Mason -1, DJ Super Magnetic -0.

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Later, when I ran into DJ Magnetic, he also had scratches on his face and a black eye. Better him than me. You should know by now, I play the Devil’s Advocate and if you play me sideways I am not having it. Don’t feel bad for DJ Magnetic, in fact, he could count himself lucky I didn’t spit things that left him hollow with a chrome nozzle.

Side Note:

You can also do the above move to Club Owners, club managers, bouncers and bartender guy when they try to step into the ring. And I have.

The Rest is Up to You…

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
The Guide to Getting More out of Life
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The Best Halloween Costumes for Guys

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I have been getting tons of emails lately such as, “What is the Best Halloween Costume for a G to wear?” or something to the tune of “I am going to a sick Halloween gig this year, what is the best costume?” Decent questions, all in all. I am going to go out on a limb and assume that when people say “Best” they mean the “Best Halloween Costume to Pick up Girls in”. Fair enough?

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Now, keep in mind, I don’t really go out on Halloween anymore and I have mentioned this before in: Halloween Parties and Vampire Naps. To be quite honest, I don’t really go out on Holidays at all. Too many cops, guys, snitches, informers, protective boyfriends, grasses and corporate fools. (In fact, I am having trouble even going out on weekends nowadays. Weekends are for working stiffs. Tues, Wed, and Thurs you can get your most solid work done. And when I say “solid work” I mean swooping the flyest girls. Mondays are bad, because of Thurs seafood deliveries. Unless, of course, you go to Le Bernardin in NYC).

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First off, here are some definite “Don’ts” for Halloween Costumes:

No face paint. (The stuff will get in your eyes and end up running down your face at some point in the night. Plus, you should want to take advantage of your good looks. You are in your prime, right?)

No “shirt off” costumes. (unless your gay)

No spandex. (If I need to explain this, your problems don’t end there.)

Now, keep in mind, I haven’t “battle tested” many of these costumes. But, I have picked the brains of many trusted sources and G’s active on The International Playboy Circuit, to come up with this data sheet on The Best Halloween Costumes for Guys:

The Classics:

The Mummy: Bad Idea, dressing up in toilet paper isn’t going to get you any girls.

Spiderman: No. Spandex. This also goes for Superman, Batman or any of those other clowns. Aquaman? Do me a favor. This is real life, not HBO’s Entourage. For the record, I out-Gamed Marky Mark heads up back in the day for a fly girl in Hollywood. And she was from Boston! Come on Marky? Skip along and go find your Funky Bunch. Dancing around in your underwear? That guy is so weesh. But I digress. Back to The Best Halloween Costume…

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Pirate: Good move, especially if you spin it like a Pirates of the Caribbean-Johnny Depp style costume. Fly girls buy into that Hollywood-Johnny Depp crap, if you haven’t noticed.

Dracula: Best choice of the classics by far. Real good for submissive girls. You get to slick back your hair, and dress in black. Can be pretty sinister. Pretty haunting like Hope Sandoval’s voice. It’s no secret that Fly Girls like Vampires.

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Time Period Costumes:

50’s Greaser: I wouldn’t recommend it. But, could be good for swooping white trash girls.

60’s Hippy: Not bad if you spin it into some drugged out Jim Morrison type cat. Also, girls that like weed and pills will probably step to you. Which is never a bad thing.

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70’s Disco Cat: Best bet. You can wear fly clothes and if you are carrying drugs, you can play it off as some kind of “prop”.

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“Funny” Costumes:

Not really a fan of “funny” costumes. The guy dressed as a “Condom” never gets any girls. Keep in mind, however, that wearing Condoms with any girl you meet on Halloween dressed in some scandalous outfit is advisable.

Occupational Based Costumes:

Fireman: I have heard from some fairly reliable sources that the Fireman does get chicks on Halloween. I could see it working especially well on girls with Blue-Collar backgrounds. Hell, might even work on Sophito Girls too.

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Pimp: Pretty standard choice. Works pretty well on girls that have ever thought of a career in “The Life”. Which, these days, as much as we don’t want to face it, most girls have. Just, don’t be a rest haven for girls.

Doctor: Best bet. Later in the night, when everyone is out of their mind, you will seem more “trustworthy”. “Prescription pad” can be used for getting girls digits. “Pill bottle” you can use to hold Beans.

Celebrities (Personally, I hate Celebrities, except for heisting their cribs or their girlfriends, but if you must):

Pro Athletes: Bad move. You will only have guys coming up to you and high-fiving you all night. (Although, wearing a vintage Allen Iverson G-Town Jersey could be dope.)

Hugh Hefner: Best Bet. Unoriginal, but who cares? Best to be a young Hef vs and old Hef. Plus, it’s an easy costume to put together; just grab the custom red velvet smoking jacket and Italian silk purple pajamas from your closet and you are ready to go. Added bonus: The young Hef used to smoke cigarettes, so you can chain-smoke all night. If some girl you are with complains of your constant smoking you can say you just want to stay “In character”. Smooth.

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Group Costumes:

Baseball Furies: Face paint, don’t do it. However, you do get to carry a baseball bat though, in case things get dicey.

Run-D.M.C.: Pretty dope. Just make sure you grab the Mic at some point in the night and have some skills:

“I met this little girlie, her hair was kinda curly,
Went to her house and bust her out, I had to leave real early
These girls are really sleazy, all they just say is please me,
Or spend some time and rock a rhyme, I said “It’s not that easy”.

Run-D.M.C. – It’s Tricky (listen for the GO-GO beat at the begining)

Alex and the Droogs (A Clockwork Orange): Not bad, especially from a young G’s perspective. The problem is you will end up in a fight and/or destroying property that night. Just, make sure you are Alex. Dim gets no chicks.

Movie Costumes:

Star Wars: No. I don’t care if your Puke Skysnotter, Barf Vader, Ham Salad or Chewbacon.

Zorro: Not a bad choice. Girls like Zorro. Plus, you get to wear a mask, if you want to do a Heist.

Patrick Bateman (American Psycho): Great choice. You can dress sharp, carry a gun, tons of cash and drugs. Sounds like a regular Tuesday night. Make sure you have a reservation at Dorsia.

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Don Juan (Demarco): Real Good choice. You have the Johnny Depp factor in your favor and centuries of playboy lore working for you. If you can’t swoop fly girls dressed as Don Juan, then you really need to do some re-evaluation on your Game.

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Tony Montana: Second best Choice of all. You are sharply dressed, full of swagger, smoking fine Cigars and cigarettes, Latin, Tooled up and suited down. You are dressed as men are supposed to dress and you don’t have to sacrifice personal style. Plus, you can have tons of Beeks on you and everyone will just think it is part of your costume. But then again, you should be like this every night, not just Halloween.

Manolo (from Scarface in case you have been living under a rock for the last 20 years): Best Choice of All. You get all the advantages of Tony but you get more girls. (You can skip the double-breasted suit if you like.) Tony was always about “In this country, you gotta make the money first. Then when you get the money, you get the power. Then when you get the power, then you get the women.” Manny was down with that also but he changed the order to Women – Power – Money. I like it in that order also. The G Manifesto Way.

In closing, The G makes the Halloween Costume; the Halloween Costume doesn’t make the G.

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Advanced move for Picking up Exotic Dancers

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It’s no secret that swooping Exotic Dancers is a favorite pastime of the G. We have already touched on the subject a few times with: Manifesto Destiny: The Gentleman’s Club, Manifesto Destiny: Innovative Gentleman’s Club Concepts, and The Gentleman’s Club Theorem AKA The Local Bar Theorem (click to review). Today, we will discuss an Advanced Technique that is often overlooked by even the most sinister of G’s, brought to you by The G Manifesto…For The People:

Here is the situation:

So, you have convinced the Exotic Dancer, who earlier in the week won a $750 pole dancing competition at a rival Gentleman’s Club, to cruise home with you when she gets off work. (Which, is weird, since I recently swooped on an Exotic Dancer who won a $750 pole dancing competition at a rival Gentleman’s Club earlier this week. But that’s neither Brioni nor Armani.) But you still are far from Paradise (and I don’t mean Club Paradise in Las Vegas or Club Paradise in Kiev, Ukraine either). Either way, you have been keeping a grin on her now. And she wants to travel with you where they wear bikinis in the winter too now. And maybe she thinks, in time, you will spend a few thou. So, things are looking lovely (and I don’t mean that fly Exotic Dancer I know named Lovely that works at Scores in NYC, real name Cindy, either). But before she wants to come over to you crib, she wants to get something to eat. We all are familiar with the concept that Exotics like to eat after work. The pinnacle moment of the swoop comes when she says something like, “Do you want to go to Denny’s?” and you say “Sure, I will meet you there”. Wrong answer.

Side note: Exotic Dancers don’t always have the best taste in late night cuisine.

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Meeting an Exotic Dancer at a place like Denny’s isn’t a horrible move on paper (after all, you are doing better that 99.9% of the guys in the Gentleman’s Club, since you actually Are meeting an Exotic Dancer after she gets off work). But keep in mind, you are still a few rounds away from winning a unanimous decision on the judges cards. Meeting an Exotic at a place like Denny’s, does open you up to many potential Cambodian Landmines.

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For example:

Running into her Boyfriend at the Denny’s.

Running into guys from the Gentleman’s Club that she fleeced for $1200 earlier in the night.

Running into regular drunk guy, eating some “Moons over My Hammy”, trying to put salt in your Game.

Tina Turner “Private Dancer”

So how does the upwardly mobile G get past this? Great question. The best thing to do is meet at your crib or luxury hotel room and keep some high-end cuisine on staff at your crib. I typically keep some freshly made insalata caprese made with Imported buffalo mozzarella, heirloom tomatoes, basil vinaigrette, or Côte de porc charcutière with hand rolled gnocchi or freshly caught surf clam with nasturtium, cucumber and shallots in my fridge for situations such as these. At least, keep some imported High-end meats and cheeses in the fridge. Let’s face it though, you can probably have some pizza or homemade pastas on hand and it will probably do the trick. I just like to go for the style points that haute cuisine brings. Plus I like Salmón a la sidra con huevas de trucha at 3am.

Donna Summer – Bad Girls (at Johnny Carson’s in 1979)

Having Haute Cuisine on staff is preferable to cooking food at your crib as well. This is especially apparent when you have got two Exotics at your crib. The time it takes to bust out some Lobster Ravioli’s with a Peekytoe Crab Aurora Sauce could make the Exotics lose their edge. And we don’t want anyone to lose their edge, right?

Remember, keep the Champagne cold….

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The Rest is Up to You……

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
The Guide to Getting More out of Life
http://www.thegmanifesto.com

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Patra – Worker Man (not sure what is about Patra. Except she might be the hottest girl who has ever lived. But I am not sure why. Watch this and maybe you can help me figure it out.) Either way, I think it is time for a trip to Jamaica again.

DONNA SUMMER Bad Girls (Demo 1979) I like this version also.

Tina Turner, What’s Love Got To Do With It

How to Swoop Girls and Influence People (Australia Style)

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My friend “Ian” just picked me up at the Sydney International Airport. Feeling lovely. I had planned to spend some time picking up girls in King’s Cross, eating mad Kebab’s, and laying up at Bondi Beach and some of the northern beaches. Ian, though, immediately upon seeing me, says “Before we go out tonight, we have a bitta work to do…” I immediately got a bad feeling about what this “bitta work” entailed…

Men at work: Land down under

Before I get into that, let me back up first and give you the data sheet on Ian. Although I have not seen Ian in years, I have known him a long time from my London days flipping beans. Ian is actually from London, a true G, sharp dresser, fast cash, fast with his hands, quicker with the heater and fearless. Shrewd, tough, with bundles of nerve and heaps of dash. When we first met, only a fool wouldn’t be able to tell he was going places. However, His ambition sometimes gets him in trouble, for example, a bird in Belmarsh.

One of Ian’s highlights in Belmarsh was stabbing a top dog in the neck. I asked Ian why he stabbed the guy; Ian said “The bloke was being a real pain in the neck…”

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After Ian’s time in Belmarsh, he was accused of some crime he didn’t commit and decided to “fuck off to where the water runs down the plughole the other way…” Hence, the reason I am meeting him in Sydney. Since he got to Australia, Ian had become an unholy terror and doing very well for himself. He is currently acting as sort of an “independent rep”, Standover man, doing collections, and various odds and ends for the top firms in Sydney and Melbourne.

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So anyways, back to the “bitta work” we had to do. Apparently, this Sydney independent drug dealer we will call “Sami” had ripped off an associate of Ian’s. Bad move. Sami also apparently fancied himself as some kind of pseudo-playboy and a “Jack the Lad” as Ian says. Our job for the evening was to heist Sami at his crib. We got to keep the cash and jewels, Ian’s man upstairs got to keep the drugs. Sounds like a fair deal, only I had no interest in a “bitta work”, I wanted to be spitting lyrics at Aussie girls at the swank confines of Hugo’s Lounge in Kings Cross. Ian assured me we would go to Hugo’s afterwards, drinks on him. I was still far from gung ho. Then he told me Sami was a woman beater and I said I was all in. I hate women beaters.

Ian and I got ready, suited down (me in two button black pinstriped custom number, Savile Row, side vents, peaked lapels, Black Prada shirt, Grey Brioni Pocket Square, Prada loafers, Beretta 9mm with silencer, and ski mask in pocket. Ian was in a two button bespoke Armani, grey shirt by, I think, Canali, lace ups by A. Testoni, Glock with silencer, and also a ski mask. I probably looked more sinister overall, but Ian did have on a “brilliant” pair of lace ups.) We jumped in the Durango 75 and the engine purred away real horrorshow, headed for Sami’s crib in Double Bay.

On the way to Double Bay, Ian told me stories about some of his recent collection techniques. I will spare you the details, but many of them involved pliers and an acetylene torch. The tales, especially those involving the acetylene torch, made me want to throw up the airplane cuisine I had consumed hours earlier.

We pulled up a few blocks away from Sami’s huge crib in “Double Pay” and hearts pounding, palms sweaty, made our way there with a quickness. Posh crib, making it snow in Sydney must be good. I tried the front door, and unbelievably it was unlocked (note to drug dealers, always lock your front door). We made our way in like Leopards going for the kill and saw Sami on his couch watching TV, in a robe and flip flops, a pile of beaks and cash in front of him. Ian was on him before he knew what happened. Ian pistol whipped Sami twice, good shots I must say, and Sami went limp with some red, red kroovy coming out of his head. Heart doing somersaults, I checked the house for others and the safe. No other people. The safe in the bedroom closet (note 2 to drug dealers; don’t put your safe in obvious places).

Who can it Be Now- Men at Work

As I made my way back downstairs, (beautiful panoramic view from Sami’s crib, by the way) I noticed that Ian had Sami tied up and bolt cutters around his toes (note 3 to drug dealers, never wear flip flops). Sami was smarter than he looked; he gave up the combination right away and the location of his ill gotten stash. Even smarter, he gave us the right combination. Ian wasn’t fooling around, and neither was I since I wanted to get a cocktail in my system. Maybe some grilled Barramundi. Anyways, the contents of the safe were decent. Heaps of Australian dollars, which is good because the US dollar is pretty weak right now. Some decent diamonds as well, upon quick inspection. I wish I brought my loupe (note to self).

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I went down stairs and showed Ian. He then said, holding his bolt cutters, in a disguised voice, “Go back to the car, have a lookout, you don’t want to see the next part, Mate”. He didn’t have to tell me twice. I still was feeling queasy from the airline omelet I ate. Poor Sami, (well not really, he did seem to be quite the wanker) in the future he shouldn’t put holes in his manners, especially in regards to women.

Overkill – Men at Work

Ten minutes later, Ian was at the Durango, we jumped in and the engine purred away real horrorshow back to Kings Cross.

After fencing the jewels (I am glad Sydney fences work late) and splitting the spoils, Ian and I were 23G Australian richer. I think I just paid for my trip. And since this was now a “working” vacation, I can write off my drinks and hotel tonight, right?

A little later, we walked into Hugo’s like two Titans. Or more like two G’s coming down off a heist-fueled adrenaline rush. Skipped the line, no need to pay a dime, didn’t hang my coat, but now it was time to move to the forefront make my rounds, Say peace and give a pound, have a drink, get down.

It’s a mistake – Men At Work

Hugo’s was filled with fly Aussie Nightlife Princess Contenders, black dresses, high heels, most of them curiously rubbing their noses. This should be fun. The bartender quickly made us two Goose and Soda’s, mad unnecessary extra limes. That’s how they do it in OZ. A fly blonde Aussie girl comes up to Ian and introduces herself to Him. I can’t believe it. In honey’s fairness, I really don’t think she got a good look at me, since my back was turned when I was ordering drinks. Ian goes to sit down with the Sheila on a couch. Guess who is paying for the drinks?

Anyway, I needed to simmer down from the “bitta work” we did earlier. I take a huge gulp of Goose and light up a Parliament Ultra light. Thank God they let you smoke in Hugo’s, or I might have to have a word with Hugo.

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On my third Goose and soda, two fly girls Fiona (half Greek and half Aussie) and Jilka (half Persian, half Aussie) come up to the bar (Australia is quite the melting pot). I said “Hi” to Jilka; she showed her dental work and said I looked familiar. I touched her on the hand, I had to feel her. Fiona did the same. I then said, “

You should know by now how this ends…do me a favor…

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Dating Girls with Boyfriends

Here is one of the many differences between regular guy and The G:

When a regular guy finds out a fly girl has a boyfriend he says, “Too bad she has a boyfriend…”

When a G finds out a fly girl has a boyfriend, he says, “What the f*ck does that have to do with me?”

Earlier in my life, I had an infamous era where I caused terror and only dated girls with boyfriends. Still to this day, dating girls with boyfriends is as relevant as ever to The G. Really, the only clear disadvantage to dating girls with boyfriends is that the boyfriend could “OJ” you. So if you want to play it safe, avoid ex-NFL running back’s girls or other people like syndicate guys with “arms that reach”. And I can tell you if OJ came after me, I would have made a hero out of him. I have seen highlight films of him, and he is mad fast, but he is not faster than my hollow tips. I might have heisted his crib too, “the ski mask way”, I am sure his crib had some sports memorabilia I could unload on some Koi Fish Cats I know. (And I am not talking about that dope production on “Ski Mask Way” by Disco D on that 50 Cent track. Disco D, rest in peace…) I am not saying OJ “did it”, keep in mind, I was not there and he was found “not guilty” on all counts. Which means, he is innocent in my book and our justice systems. We have to have faith in our justice system, right? So, don’t play “The Most Dangerous Game” unless you have the proper skill set (The G Manifesto on “The Most Dangerous Game” coming soon…)

Side note:
If you want to know the real truth, I was the one who dropped off Nicole in Brentwood to meet Ron. I am just playing. But I did drop Lewinsky off at the White House.

50 Cent – ‘Ski Mask Way’ produced by Disco D

As long as the boyfriend is a civilian, a celebrity guy or some other weesh regular guy, you have the green light. What is a civilian guy going to do? Although, I am far from the toughest guy in the world, and I hate violence on the innocent, I am known internationally to carry the steel and to be a first rate Pistolier. And I have friends in my crew that would kill for me. And I have a rolodex of guys I know that will body you for a price that I can afford. Again, what is some celebrity guy going to do? “Act” like he is going to beat me up? That stuff only happens on the silver screen (one place you will never see my beautiful hair and brutally handsome mug). So here are some obvious advantages to dating girls with boyfriends:

Increasing your dating population

Many beautiful girls already have boyfriends. So, if you just try to swoop single girls you are cutting your dating pool down. We don’t want to do that. Look at it like the Animal Kingdom. If you are the Alpha, you are not going to let some beta guy get a fly girl. Think, you are actually doing the species a favor.

Big Pun, My Turn (50 cent diss) (there is something aboug Big Pun that I relate to. If I had futuristic lyrics, I would say what Pun says…Big Pun RIP…)

More free time

Girls will always want to spend time with their boyfriends and do the kind of things boyfriends and girlfriends do like, I don’t know, argue over nonsense. This gives you more time to practice Zippo tricks, scheme so you don’t have to give tipsters their cut, and get measured for Custom Suits. This also leaves you a lot of free time to do real important things, like swooping other girls.

Jadakiss, Im an Animal, Freestyle, 50 cent diss

Pets

Many fly girls today have little dogs and puppies and stuff. We all know these little guys are not house trained too well. If a girl has a boyfriend, you don’t have to spend as much time with her and her little dog. The big advantage of this is you don’t have to clean up everytime her little Maltese named “Pumkin” gets excited and pees on your red and green imported Italian marble at your crib, like they have in the de’ Medici Tombs in Firenze. Boyfriend guy is cleaning up after some little Yorkie named “Dolce”. I currently have a deal with a fly Nightlife Princess, that she has to drop off her Maltese at her boyfriends crib prior to hanging out with me. I can’t help but laugh when I hang out with her, knowing boyfriend guy is cleaning up after little “Boo Bear” while I am swooping his girl. I know it’s brutal, but in my defense, he is a wack Mortgage broker guy, who wears striped shirts and voted Republican. So you could say I am being easy on him. Get on my bad side, you get stepped on like Puro Coca.

Sheek Louch- Bag ‘Em Up (50 Cent Diss)

Car Problems

Girls are creatures that have many problems (I am sure guys have many problems as well, but I am not interested in guys, nor do I follow their patterns). Car problems are something girls always have if you date them. Yes, little fly girl, you should check the oil every time you get gas. By not being their boyfriend, they will never call you for these unbelievable hassles. Boyfriend guy can call Triple A or dust off the jumper cables. You can kick back at your crib, spark up a smoke and watch “Style Wars” for the eight thousandth time.

Style Wars, The Truth for the young G youth

Money Problems

Girls also constantly have money problems. Chemical Peels, Breast Augmentations, Honey mint body wraps, and Broach d’Orsay pump Manolo Blahniks can add up. The more you date a girl, the more she has her hand out. Even high society girls start rubbing their fingers together after a while. Let boyfriend guy handle the financial end, while you can just handle the bedroom end, which anyways, is my particular field of interest.

Styles P – Good Times


Gifts

If a girl already has a boyfriend, you don’t need to buy her any gifts (it’s not a bad rule of thumb to “go out of town” the week before a girls birthday or Christmas. I am Swayze come the holiday season, preferably in Saint Bart’s). This can really make a difference to the financially challenged upwardly mobile G. It can really sting if you have to throw down a couple G’s for Leiber Crystal Clutch with Austrian crystals for a girls’ birthday present. This also saves you the pain of trips to the malls. Personally, I would rather spend a few hours in Sing Sing than a few hours at some suburban mall (and keep in mind, I hate Sing Sing, but obviously, we are more Amongst Friends at Sing Sing and there are way more interesting people at Sing Sing than some suburban mall). But maybe that’s just me.

Emotional issues

If a girl has a boyfriend, guess who is going to deal with her emotional problems? That’s right, him.

Girls with boyfriends are in many ways “the perfect girl” if only for a night. Hit hard. But be careful who you are messing with. Keep eyes in the back of your head. You know I am not going out like Stanley Ketchel…

The Rest is Up to You……

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA Your favorite International Playboy’s, favorite International Playboy
AKA The favorite Heist man’s, favorite Heist man
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