However, like 6 or 7 years ago, one of my friends rolled over to my crib on New Years Eve and said, “We are rolling out tonight”.
I said, “You already know the only night I won’t go out during the year is New Years Eve. I have been out 12 of the last 14 nights swooping mad girls. Where were you? Don’t bring this weak sh*t to me”.
He responded, “You will want to go out tonight. Our friend XXXX has got this club locked down. Mad girls. We are rolling.”
I cracked a little, “No issues getting in?”
“None” he said.
“You sure you got it locked?”, I said.
“No doubt”, he said.
“Ok, let me call my driver. I am not f*cking around with catching cabs on New Years. Too many wack people out”.
Fast forward a few hours and we get to the club.
Full Mayhem. Fire Marshal there. I should have guess it.
“Call your boy, who has this place “on lock”. He should be able to get us in, right?” I told my friend.
Fast forward 10 min.
His buddy who supposedly had sh*t on lock came out of the club and said, “There is nothing I can do, I am really sorry Michael, Fire Marshall and all, I promise I will make it up to you.”.
I should have known. In fact, I did know, and I was almost frothing at the mouth.
“What should we do now?” my idiot friend said.
(Side note: my friend actually is smooth as f*ck. Real strong resume. Probably a top 50 player in all of America. Still, he was really throwing up airballs that night).
I take control of the night:
“We are going to my ‘Local Bar’ AKA The Gentleman’s Club that I have on lock. “I need a drink. Let me call my driver again.”
Fast forward 10 minutes.
We arrive at my Gentleman’s Club, slap five with the valets, say “what up” to the hostess girl (free entry of course) slap five with the bartender and settle in for a cocktail.
We both look around:
We are the only two customers in the place.
And about 18 dancers working.
9 girls to one. Solid ratio.
Let’s just say a we had better things on the agenda that night than a “New Year Kiss”.
Moral of the story:
If you absolutely have to go out on New Years Eve, go to a Gentleman’s Club.
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
Cheetahs Club & Restaurant
So what if it offers nyotaimori (all-you-can-eat sushi served on a naked woman) in its private Kabuki room? Cheetahs is a real strip club through and through. Think iced urinals and doormen who resemble characters from Boogie Nights—and not ironically, either. The girls here are a tad more desperate than at other clubs (expect to be invited to their weekend DJ gigs) but not pushy, and they don’t mind putting their hands near your crotch during a lap dance. 252 W 43rd St between Seventh and Eighth Aves (212-819-9300, cheetahnyc.com)
Flashdancers
This basement-level space fills up on Friday and Saturday nights, but by day it’s still a popular destination for tourists, businessmen and the odd celeb. Its taxi-top ads, pamphleteers and proximity to Times Square ensure regular foot traffic—including a dozen or so girls looking for jobs each night. The high worker turnover makes for a roomful of the city’s most beautiful transients (with Eastern Europe and South America well represented); a lap dance here is like getting up close with a Renaissance-period statue—a bit cold; and a bit awe-inspiring, if a bit boring for its lack of imperfection and personality. 1674 Broadway between 52nd and 53rd Sts (212-315-5107, flashdancersnyc.com)
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Head Quarters
The slimmer pickings of this loungey club’s “boutique” staff—35 girls on an average night, 75 at most when busy—aren’t a plus for the variety-is-the-spice-of-life type. But HQ’s hospitable staff has a genuine appreciation for repeat customers, making birthday phone calls, doling out promotional freebies like baseball tickets and discounting dinner packages at the upstairs restaurant. Moreover, this is where you go to find women who might not fit into a typical club’s ideals—e.g., between the ages of 30 and 35. On a weeknight, you’ll likely spend more time chatting with the pretty Hungarian after you’ve paid for the lapdance than before—a pleasant bonus if you’re into that “talking” stuff. 552 W 38th St between Tenth and Eleventh Aves (212-967-4646, hqnewyork.com)
Lace
Despite its frilly name, this location of Lace is a no-frills establishment: It’s roughly the size of some other clubs’ bathrooms, and there isn’t even a bar to drink at—just a handful of seats on the cabaret floor and one lonely stripper pole. Of course, what it lacks in flash and velvet it makes up for in intimacy: Don’t be surprised if you catch a nipple in your mouth during a lap dance—the girls here are mighty forward. 689 Eighth Ave at 43rd St (212-765-5047, laceclubs.com)
Penthouse Executive Club
For all the raunch the Penthouse name connotes, this club is remarkably refined—classy is not an ironic description. Catering to well-padded expense accounts (charges show as “Robert’s Steakhouse”) and bonus-laden financial types, the Executive Club crams 19 private rooms—spaces range in size from coffin to a Hell’s Kitchen 3BR, with price tags from $150 to $1,000 an hour—into a deceptively cozy 2.5-level arena. A small stage sits dead center, with two single-occupancy go-go platforms accommodating additional pole dancers upstairs. Lured by VIP expenditures and repeat customers, the city’s most sought-after entertainers perform here—as many as 80 on a weeknight. The net is a bevy of attractive pros—sexy, flirty and experienced veterans of the New York–Las Vegas–Miami megaclub scenes—savvy at parting men from their paychecks. Still, a Jackson is all anyone needs to enjoy a well-practiced caress from a perfectly made-up seductress. 603 W 45th St between Eleventh Ave and West Side Hwy (212-245-0002, penthouseexecutiveclub.com)
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
“But when I’m not for the feminine
And everybody that percieve with the hatred
I’ma teach them a lesson
I take shots of adrenneline
Cause thats the way I recieve immunization
Against the recession
I got the muscle off my hustle and flow money
An entrepenuer with ways to get more money
So don’t be trippin whenever you see me throw money
Hah. It’s just a little bit of show money
But if you want me to get it wet another ways
Then I’ma have to beat it up the first time I play with you girl
Touch your ears and your neck and play with your pearls
Then I reach up in your pants and play with you pearl?
When I lay you down you aint gotta be frontin or fakin
On me baby cause I know it takes the right touch
I ain’t stoppin til you wet up the covers
Because I gotta keep on fuckin til I see a lot of white stuff
Now you got me excited I can’t hold it
I’m feelin it coming I’m bout to let off an explosion
Let it ride when I see you I’m ? and shakin
When I touch your body you catchin convulsions
Thats when I know I’m doin what I’m supposed to
You chose me. I chose you.
Don’t think I can get it wet? I told you
Come and let the Twist rain down on you” Click Here 007 Lifestyle – Living Like James Bond!
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
Here is an article by Dean Cortez Strip Club Game: 10 Tips For Picking Up Strippers:
(My comments in Bold)
Here are ten of my tips for strip club success:
1. Go in with the right mindset: when you’ve got game, you know you’re way more interesting and confident than 99% of the customers who come to this place. Strippers spend most of their shift having tedious conversations with lame, predictable men. Once you’ve demonstrated otherwise, she’ll be pleasantly surprised to meet you.
Excellent Advice. Only I go into a Gentleman’s Club knowing I am way more interesting and confident than 99.99999999% to 100% of the customers.
2. When you enter the club, walk around with your head held high, like you are totally familiar with this environment. Never lurk or mill around as if you’re unsure of where to sit. Find a seat and settle in, preferably near a speaker. (I’ll explain why in a moment.) Do not sit on “pervert row” (this is what the girls call the seats in front of the stage.)
Always enter with mad swag. And Dolo. I prefer sitting near the bar.
3. When a stripper you like approaches you, don’t let her sit on your lap. Make her sit beside you. (”Whoa, easy there! Have a seat next to me until we get to know each other a little better.”) Having a cocky, playful attitude goes a long way in the strip club. It conveys confidence and establishes that you understand her “game”-and aren’t going to follow her script.
I don’t mind if an Exotic Dancer sits on my lap in an outdoor smoking area. But never in the club.
Also, don’t agree if she immediately offers a dance. Pretend like you didn’t hear her correctly-act like you think she asked YOU to dance for HER.
Never get dances unless it is your only opportunity to isolate a girl ie a no-alcohol grind spot. And then, just have her sit next to you while you pitch. Or if you are looking for a “Buzzer Beater”.
Say something like, “Are you sure you can afford me? I charge $100 for three songs, and no touching below the belt.”
Not sure about this line. A little goofy. But the “spin” is correct.
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Get her to sit down next to you, and ask her name. She’ll tell you her “dancer name.” (Mercedes, Porsche, Destiny, etc.) To this, give another playful response: “My dancer name is Hercules. I dance on Tuesdays and Thursdays at the club down the road. But I’ll tell you what if you tell me your real name, I’ll tell you mine. Just promise me you won’t stalk me or do anything weird.”
Again a little goofy. I typically have no issues with getting a Dancers real name. But I typically am wearing custom suits from Savile Row, so that may play a factor.
Say this playfully, and you’ll get her to laugh and tell her your real name. Now you’re starting the interaction on a genuine level, and you’re breaking her out of her “work” mind frame. Strippers, like salesmen, have a canned “script” that they use on every customer; when you control the interaction instead of answering her questions, she is unable to use her script and has no choice but to be real with you.
Pole Dancing
Preferably you’ll be sitting with her near a speaker (I suggested you choose this area to sit in), because now you can say “let’s move somewhere quieter, I want to be able to hear you.” This shows you value what she has to say, and gives it the feel like a “mini date”: you’re taking her somewhere, even if it’s just to the other side of the room. Physically leading a woman to another area is a great way to convey masculinity and confidence.
I like this theory. I do the same thing only chill at the bar and take an Exotic to go smoke. Builds rapport.
4. Keep your eyes off of her body and maintain eye contact. Never comment on how good she looks; if anything, call her “cute.”
“You’re cute, but I can tell there’s more to you than meets the eye. So tell me something about yourself that none of these customers would ever guess about you.” (Again, you’re framing yourself as not being a customer.)
Excellent technique. Never be like “regular guy”.
5. Be respectful of her profession. Never refer to it as “stripping”; the term to use for her is “dancer.” Say (or imply) that you’ve dated dancers before and demonstrate familiarity with her profession. Then I’ll say, “It’s too bad I swore off dating dancers, because I can tell you and I would get along.” (If she asks you “why you don’t date dancers,” be vague-just tell her, “It’s a long story, I’ll tell you about it sometime.” Then ask her another question that prompts her to keep thinking and sharing.
Another good line to use: “I know you must have some funny stories from working here. My friend is a dancer in Las Vegas, and she told me some hilarious stories about the customers who come in these places”
Too standardized. Every girl has heard this one a million times.
6. Befriend the staff: bouncers, coat check, bus boys, DJs, managers, the owner, etc. When you visit, staff members should know and greet you. This gives you high social value (or “social proof”) in the eyes of the dancers; again, you’re not a typical customer.
Again, straight out The G Manifesto Playbook. Lock the spot down.
Befriending male staff members is easy: I’ll bring a can of Red Bull over to the doorman and say, “Here, I thought you could use this,” and give him the drink. Then tell him, “you must be the envy of all your friends-hanging out in a club full of beautiful, half-naked women every night and getting paid for it. By the way, my name’s Dean.”
Nine times out of ten, the doorman will proceed to tell you why working at a strip club is anything but exciting and glamorous. Have a few laughs with him; chat for a few minutes, then head back to your seat. He knows you now, and he’ll appreciate the gesture. Every time you return from now on, he’ll give you a warm welcome.
Befriending the manager or owner will give you even greater social proof. To do this, I’ll ask my waitress to point out the person who is running the place. Then I’ll walk up to the manager/owner, introduce myself, and tell them this is one of my favorite clubs. Then, I’ll say that I’m trying to find a good location for my buddy’s upcoming bachelor party and I think this place would be perfect. I’ll ask how much it would cost to reserve a VIP room and several dancers for a few hours.
(I never actually come back for any bachelor party; I just use this as an “ice breaker” to get to know the manager/owner. They’re happy to talk to me about this. When I return in the future, if they ever ask me about the bachelor party plans, I say with a smile, “well actually, it looks like we’ll be throwing him a divorce party pretty soon. Do you do those, too?”
7. Don’t forget, the girls are there to make money. Go on slow nights when there aren’t a lot of customers vying for their attention. When you sit down with a girl and you’ve been chatting for a little while, it’s okay to buy a dance from her-but a minute or two into the song, tell her she can sit back down, and resume the conversation. (Again, always behave like a non-customer.)
Weeknights are always best at The Gentleman’s Club. Weekend nights are only if you have the spot on lock.
8. During the conversation, apply the same tactics you would use on women in a bar. Use techniques like Cold Reads and Hypotheticals. Many examples of these are explained in the “Secrets Of Strip Club Seduction” book. At all times, you will control the direction of the conversation and keep taking it to a deeper level, instead of trying to fill the time with pointless small talk.
9. One of the most effective ways to bond with a stripper is to get her to reveal her hidden talent and or/ambition. They’ve all got one. Strippers are used to customers treating them like brainless sex objects, and deeply appreciate it when a guy recognizes them for being more than that. This conversational thread also gives you the opportunity to reveal YOUR talent/ambition to her. (To women, a guy with passion and ambition is often MORE attractive than the guy who already has a lot of money.)
True. But having tons of CASH never hurts.
10. As far as “closing” with the dancer you like, the “Secrets Of Strip Club Seduction” program contains some very clever (and effective) methods for scoring her phone number and getting her to agree to meet you after her shift ends. (Special tactics are necessary here, because strippers normally have a tendency to be flakes.)
Meeting up with that same night needs to be your primary goal. This is why an essential part of seducing strippers is knowing two or three “go-to” spots that are within easy driving distance of the club, where you can meet and chill with her when she gets off work.
Always have the “after hours” spots on lock.
Always “oversell” these places to her. Instead of asking her to meet you at a bar (which sounds boring and ordinary), tell her that the bar has “the most amazing appetizers” or “the most incredible jukebox” or that “your buddy Mike the bartender makes the best margaritas you’ve ever tasted.” This provides additional motivation and frames you as a guy who is “in the know” and is going to turn her onto something cool.
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
