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In a recent article I described how my buddy Eli convinced a whole small-town club he was the owner in 45 minutes. I’m gonna list a lot of crazy fun stuff here, and how to use it. Maybe you can go out and try it yourself one night. Will it improve your game? Yes. Because you’re training your social intuition, when it works it impresses girls, and above all… you’re having a good time!

Social Sleight of Hand: Misdirection

You ever deal from the bottom of the deck? The key is misdirection. When you’re a magician doing tricks -

Whoops. Illusions.

- you gotta give your audience a bright shiny thing to look at so they won’t catch you stuffing pigeons in your shirt. When it comes to social sleight of hand, your big distraction is this: before the big reveal, throw in something weirdly specific. People will be so distracted by the specific thing that they won’t notice the outrageous lie right behind it. Examples (with Specific details in italics):

“We’re in a band called Mountain Meadows Massacre, we’ve been touring for 3 and a half years now. It’s country black metal.”

“Our buddy’s business really took off, he just bought a penthouse in West LA. He invented the Snuggie.”

Make Your Friends Part of the Conspiracy

If all of you have a story going (see some suggestions below), the con has way more impact. Have your friends drop details that agree with your story.
Ex: You’re “Australian” and your friend says “If you ever visit you should see my buddy’s place in Melbourne, it’s got a killer view”.

Watch for Easy Opportunities

Sometimes a girl will make an assumption about you that is completely incorrect. These are the easiest cons to pull off because hey, it’s her idea, not yours. Just agree with it. “Whoa that’s kinda crazy. How did you know I was Norweigan? If you say you like lutefisk this conversation is over, stalker.”

Be Really Serious

If people laugh at something ridiculous, look offended. This lie is your life and you’re proud of it. React like they just kicked your dog. You’ve gotta be totally deadpan though – if one laugh leaks out you’re done.

Brush Off Minor Objections

“Oh no, I got called out, what do I say?”
The first time they think you’re lying, brush it off. Stick to your guns. One of my favorite ways to do this is to look at them like they just farted, and keep talking.
If you get called out again though the jig is up. Just drop it and change the subject.

Are Hot Girls More Gullible?

Since most guys don’t have the balls to lie to a hot girl’s face, it’s easy to assume hot girls will believe every dumb thing you say. Most guys are trying so hard to impress her that they would never convince her they’re Australian, for example. On the other hand…

Hot Girls Have More Social Intuition

By virtue of being hot, some hot girls have vast social experience since people start conversations with them all the time. So some of them can spot a lie pretty quickly. Others… well if you meet a ditsy hot girl, you’ve just hit the con artist jackpot my friend. Convince her you’re a Bhutanese breakdancing champion. Your signature move? The cockstand.

Like this, but no hands.

Drop the Lie, Gain Attraction

At some point drop the lie. You’re just having fun, you’re not outright deceiving people. Revealing the lie also wins you some attraction, since being able to lie well is a sign of social intuition.

One of my favorite ways to clue them in: “Hey, did you know if you say ‘gullible’ really slowly, it sounds like ‘chicken’?”

Be aware though that some girls will go through all kinds of mental gymnastics to convince themselves they weren’t bamboozled after the fact. If a girl is totally serious about not falling for your gag, don’t get into an argument. Just let it go and move on to the next topic.

Crazy Club Story Ideas

So now you’ve got the tools, what kinds of crazy cons can you try out? Here are some I’ve tried with my friends.

Pretend you or your group is:

• the owner
• a completely different nationality. Bonus if you mimic an accent to go with it. (How to be incredibly awkward and create a situation that will probably get you banned from the venue: Pretend you’re their nationality)
• a minor celebrity that you have a passing resemblance to
• a band – The more retarded it is, the more points you get if anyone believes you. “We’re in a band called Mountain Meadows Massacre, we’ve been touring for 3 and a half years now. It’s country black metal.”
• really insanely rich – “He doesn’t like to talk about it but our buddy’s got 8% of stock in Facebook.” (Even better since Facebook is not publicly traded.) Or this one: “Our buddy’s business took off, he just bought a penthouse in West LA. He invented the Snuggie.”
• world famous guru – “Yeah people come from all over the world to learn from this guy. He taught Jean-Claude Van Damme’s brother. He teaches interpretive jazz dance.”

This one is magic because it’s so simple, but hardly any of the guys I know do this. In fact, they come up with excuses NOT to do it. It boggles my frickin’ mind.

What do guys usually do to improve their odds?

• Blow mad cash on cars, clothes
• Spend hours at the gym

You spend all this money and time on all of these things because you know they’ll improve your game. But the biggest game booster of them all is so simple…

Get There Early!

On the nights where I got there early (before 10), I got at least 1 in 4 more results than before. And my friends say the same thing. Why does getting there early work so well? Well first I gotta trash one big excuse that some of y’all might be thinking.

Excuse: “Nobody’s gonna be there”

It’s how parties work. You don’t want to show up early when all the cool kids are late. It’s not trendy. Or maybe you’ll feel a little awkward. Guess what?

• A) This ain’t a party, it’s a club
• B) that’s how the other early birds are feeling too.

Now here are the reasons why getting to the club early works.

Catch the Solo Early Birds

This is my favorite reason to go out early. When groups of people show up to the club, sometimes some of them get there earlier than others, and end up hanging out alone at the bar for a little while. If you meet a girl who’s by herself early in the night, she’s probably arrived first out of her friends. She’ll be bored out of her mind and eager to talk to anybody. You don’t even have to have a wild and crazy conversation starter here. Even just saying “hi” can work. This is one way to find the fabled perfect 10′s human side before she punches in her clock as general manager of Cockbuster Video.

This also works with solo guys. No you’re not hitting on the dude. If you meet a guy who’s waiting for his friends he’ll be totally chill, and later on in the night you got an inside track to meeting any of his hot lady friends that show up.

Taking Social Risks Looks More Badass

When the crowd is small that’s a perfect time to start conversations. Why? Everyone else is a little uptight at the start of the night, they haven’t gotten their liquid courage on. If you do things that take more social pressure, you’ll stand out from the pack. If you:

• Open up a big group of people
• Dance by yourself on an empty dance floor

Anyone who sees it will wonder how you can do these things with the two melons you’re smuggling in your pants.

Build Social Proof with the Staff

Love Systems Instructor 5.0 mentions that early in the night is the best time to chat with bar staff since they’re not so busy. This is also your best chance to chat up those smokin’ hot waitresses.

You’ve Got More Time to Warm Up

Going from zero to social isn’t an instant process. You gotta ramp it up in steps. Having a simple chat with a few people when it’s early and low-energy lets you crank out a few base hits so you can hit home runs later.

At Clubs Late Sometimes Means Never

Who likes waiting in line for 30 minutes? Also if you’re a guy showing up at the club late they might not even let you in.

Dude we are so getting in.

You Can Break the Ice and Talk to People Later

Tenmagnet mentions that if you open up a group early on, you don’t even have to get very far, or stay with them all night. Just chat for a bit and come back later. The ice is broken. When the club is packed, you’ve got a home base of people you can always chat up again if you need to stay warmed up.

How to Convince Your Boys

You can use some of the points in this article to convince your guy friends: “I know it’s early but let’s GO. The girls will be way more friendly.” But nothing beats this argument: being in mid-chat with hot girls right when your friends roll in.

My natural player friend Eli and I check out a small city’s nightlife and he somehow ends up taking over a club.

Eli takes off into a club for half an hour and he’s not answering his phone. A drunk vanished Eli is a dangerous Eli. I always watch my boys, so I head back and get to the bouncer.

Bouncer: “It’s last call man I can’t let anybody in.”
Me: “I”m lookin for my friend Eli.”
Bouncer: “What, you mean like the owner Eli?”
Me: “What?”
Bouncer: “Like the OWNER ELI?”
Me: “Uh, yeah.”
Bouncer: “He’s right over there” and points at MY FRIEND ELI.

He’s in this crowd of people and waving a clipboard – “HEY! YOU! Are you on the list? Hey. Look over here. Is this your name? No? Hey you got a nice ass ” *slap* ” you’re invited!”

He asks people to find their name on the list and they can’t do it. I get a closer look at the paper and it’s a restaurant menu.

ELI ON USING THE CLIPBOARD

“I didn’t even look at the fuckin paper. I was pattin’ people on the butt. ‘Hey buddy.’ Big douchebags that wanna fight with people. ‘Are you on the list? Get the fuck out. You and Fabio over there. Get some mustard and butter and go home.’”

THE REAL OWNER SHOWS UP

It’s last call and as Eli backs up the entire club into a huge line, some scarecrow lookin’ dude marches up to him with a serious look on his face.
“I’m the owner’s brother. What are you doing with that clipboard?”
“Hey my name’s Eli. It’s cool man. I stole your clipboard. You can keep it.”
He glares at Eli.
“I don’t give a shit. Have a beer.”

ELI ON WHY IT WORKED

“I think I pulled a Mentos commercial. ‘It’s ok. I have breathmints. I stole someone’s cab. I have a cute smile. You can fuck off.’”

WHAT I LEARNED FROM THIS

The club environment is a complete fabrication. It’s a social bubble, created by its owners to ultimately make money and/or raise their status. Many clubs prey on people’s insecurities – creating an environment that seems intimidating, exclusive, and cooler than you – all to make you blow more cash to fit in.

So the next time you’re out and the club’s wearing you down, remember – it’s a social bubble anyone can pop, and all it takes is balls. Specifically, your balls.

TAKE A CLUBBIN’ ROAD TRIP!

Go to some random club in a place you’ll never see again. Make it a road trip with your buddies! Try something nutty (I’d rather not get sued, so I’ll say it here: do not break the law or start any fights). Maybe you’ll get kicked out, but who cares? Teabag that social bubble with your massive cojones ’til it pops.

So many guys end up in a relationship and what happens? She gets bored. Loses interest. Bangs the Dallas starting lineup AND the second stringers.

If it's these second stringers? Totally cool.

Sometimes you gotta do the unexpected to keep your lady into you. One big fat unexpected example: keeping your mojo.

Mojo is your sexual desirability to other women, and to maintain it, you gotta flirt with other women. The keyword here is “flirt”, not “make out with”, “fingerbang”, etc. You’re not doing this to make your girl jealous (so don’t do it in her face). You’re doing this for the health of the relationship.

Why does this behavior help the relationship?

Both parties must stay desirable or someone’s gonna lose interest.  Much like men are hard-wired to love a woman’s “assets”, women are hard-wired to desire a man who is desired by other women (“Pre-selection”) and even in a relationship this never goes away. The lady’s gotta stay in shape. And the man’s gotta keep his mojo.
A man without mojo is a man that will soon be single, if he isn’t already. Any time you’re out of the game, your mojo fades. It’s like a muscle. If you stop lifting, you’ll lose strength, so working out is a lifelong pursuit. In the same way, if you stop flirting, you’ll lose mojo, so mojo maintenance is a lifelong pursuit.

What causes mojo decay?

Actively attracting women is a complicated skill set. And like other skillsets (other languages, playing an instrument, drunk driving) if you stop practicing you’ll get sloppy, no matter how good you are.  Even Miles Davis lost his musical mojo when he took a hiatus.  Stop practicing flirting long enough and you’ll start forgetting it. It sneaks up on you… you’ll be running out of things to say (5.0 on what to say next), then you’ll get major approach anxiety again (dealing with approach anxiety by Daxx). Then all of a sudden it’s summertime and holy shit! You haven’t left home to socialize in two weeks.

Relating to people is something most of us do every day, so that skill has little risk of fading. Relating to desirable women is not something we do every day, so it’s easy to forget.

The good news is…

It just takes a little effort to “re-activate” dormant skills (Languages for example). It’s the same for pick-up. Give it a few weeks to kick-start your mojo. Just go out and practice like you’re single, schedule a few nights out with your boys (if your lady won’t let you do this you’ve got bigger problems my friend). If your relationship is monogamous, don’t cheat. Just soak in some positive female energy and bask in your newfound mojo.

(Originally written in October 2009 – but still fresh!)

I highlight some guys I know who grew up naturally gifted around with women…

This is part 2. (Read Part 1: The Social Ninja here)

Is there even a market for dating coaching in South America? Because every South American guy I’ve ever met has been cool, laid-back, and incredibly good with women. The perfect example? Andre.

Last known picture of Andre.

Andre started clubbing in Rio at the ripe old age of 15. He told me once, “In Brazil man, when the club closes at 2 A.M., you go to the club, they close at 6am. Then you go to the club, they close at 10 A.M., and you party all night man.”

His philosophy on life, no matter

(Direct Day game credit Love Systems instructor Jeremy Soul and approaching mixed groups credit Vercetti)

Anyway, uh, back to Andre -

Andre’s philosophy on life, no matter how fucked up your day is going? “RELAAAX man, relax. Have a beeeer. I call some strippers man. I know these girls they work at the tanning booth man I know some hookers. They come and party. Relax.” He’s somewhat tall and decent looking but he’s not a model by any means. It’s all charm.

ANDRE’S GAME IN A NUTSHELL

I’m at a house party where this hot blonde is quite literally surrounded by dudes. They sit on couches and chairs in a circle around her and compete for her attention.

Andre opens the door, walks in, glides past all these college studs, reaches down, strokes her chin, and says in his thick Brazilian accent – “You have… the most… beautiful… eyes…”

She gets up, mesmerized as Andre takes her hand and walks her outside. The guys go silent.

Instant makeout.

5 minutes later I get a text. I hand him his keys and he takes her home.

WHAT DID I LEARN FROM HIM?

After a party I’m hanging out with a few friends at Andre’s place. My friend’s roommate who’s Woody-Allen-neurotic starts the “this one girl” speech. “She just broke up with her boyfriend, and I want to have sex but I think she’d rather wait, we kissed last night but I wasn’t sure and blah blah blah” and so on, explaining this whole complicated situation to Andre for 10 minutes. And what does Andre do? He listens. He nods. He mulls it over and sips his beer. And right away I can sense that something profound is about to happen.

He pauses, sips his drink, and begins speaking.

“JUST FUCK HER man!”

The moment you start overthinking, remember the words of Andre.

POSTSCRIPT

I wrote this back in 2009. Eli stayed back home when I moved cross country. We’re still in touch. He’s got a girlfriend now but he maintains his mojo by going out constantly and charming every woman in sight. I hope he makes it out to LA soon.

I lost touch with Andre after he moved to the Deep South and, apparently, got married. Looks like the legend has retired…

Imagine, if you will, a perfect woman. Your dream girl.

A little from Columns B, C, and DD.

Absolutely stunning in every way possible, totally compatible, and she’s in love with you. Head over heels. The sex will be amazing and blah blah blah fill in your preferences here.

Except…

Megan Fox's Spoon Thumb

1. She’s got a serious case of spoon thumb. (Case in point – Megan Fox)
Would you date her?

2. Her boyfriend dumped her 3 years ago and she’s still not over it.
Would you date her?

3. oh, and she’s part of a Hollywood pseudo-religious cult.
Would you date her?

4. oh, and she can’t stand black people.
Would you date her?

5. Herpes.
Would you date her?

6. The Crying Game. (you totally can’t tell though.)
Would you date her?

7. The cops still haven’t found her last boyfriend’s body.
Would you date her?

Your Results

If you said yes to…

1 – That’s GOLD Jerry.
2 – Set a course for Drama, Captain. Warp 9.
3 – Blame Xenu.
4 – If you’re black my head just exploded right now
5 – Are you sure? Positive?
6 – I hear pink is trendy this season.
7 – File a restraining order. Against yourself.
I said “yes” to every question – Get help.
I said “no” to every question – Hi Hef! How’s the Mansion these days?

(There have been times in my life where I would have said yes to 1 through 3, and yes, even 4.)

Is it worth it to stick to your standards, even on the little stuff?

If you’re single and you turn down a girl with a few minor flaws, you could end up in a dry spell. Consider this. Based on my anecdotal experience (along with my natural player buddies) women can sense it when you’re gettin’ some.

[after a wild night of sex with his girlfriend] “I’m at work, breath all fucked up, no shower, ugly as hell. Every girl’s eyeballin’ me while I’m walkin’ around like Captain Caveman.” – Natural Player Eli

Captain Caaaaavemaaaaaan!

There’s something about getting laid that gives a man some swagger. Maybe it’s pheremones. Maybe it’s your voice dropping pitch or the reduction of ballast in your balls shifting your center of gravity. Either way it’s potent.

So if you are in a dry spell, it’s ok to relax your standards a bit. It’ll keep the beast in your pants happy, and it’ll keep your mojo at full strength. Just don’t take it to extremes and hook up with a land monster.

'We didn't come here to fight monsters, we're not equipped for it.'

(originally written October 2009 – but still fresh!)

How I conquered the Everest of confidence killers one breezy Vegas night, bonus camera game tips, and the world’s smallest dating coach

IN THE CLUB FRIDAY NIGHT

October 2009 at The Love Systems Super Conference.

I’m a wreck.

I’ve talked to 6 groups of girls. I’ve opened, I’ve gamed, and nothing has worked. I’m starting to wonder what’s wrong. Girls have phantom boyfriends, small bladders, and even phantom girlfriends excusing them away.

Keychain points out that my body language and voice tone are completely off. What’s strange is, these traits were solid after a previous bootcamp. Now I’m not even aware of my approval-seeking behavior. I say they’re just new bad habits I gotta shake, but a growing knot of anxiety gnaws at my stomach.

Keychain points out a seated pair of girls taking a picture. What luck! Years of club photography never failed me as a social crutch. I walk up, offer to take their photo, then cheekily take my own instead (a classic move). Then I “get the best camera angle” which of course requires me to sit next to the girl I’m interested in.

I flirt for 30 seconds then we get kicked out of our table which actually belongs to someone else. The girls leave. Keychain says “Go get her number” so I walk over and… no dice.

DAMN!

I was on top of the world when I got here. I was perfectly buzzed, having a great time, chatting with the guys, and nervous but ready. What’s happening?

FREEFALL

A memory hits me. Three weeks ago. Back home across the country.

The butterfly

A butterfly lands on my shoulder and stays there. It rides with me across town as I make my last moving trip. The instant I open the truck door, it flies out and lands in a tree in front of my old house. The butterfly just traveled, at its scale, the same distance I’m about to travel.

WINGS

Keychain steps aside and we have a heart-to-heart talk.

A little while back, I tell him, I sold everything I had, hopped in my car with the clothes on my back, and drove to LA. I was sick of my corporate job, sick of a one-horse town, and hungry to start my own business.

Friends and family said I was nuts. And maybe they’re right.

Out there I’m crashing on a couch and searching for customers. I’m worried. Cold reading experts say all problems boil down to health, wealth, and relationships. And wealth’s my block.

We’ve all got hang-ups. It’s natural. It’s human. And game brings you to your edge, where hang-ups can’t hide. You just have to deal with them.

We philosophize, make jokes, and Keychain gives me a helping hand out of my funk. Not as a professor or guru, but as a friend.

And what did the butterfly teach me? That even through the unknown, it found a home.

MINUTES LATER

I sit next to a pretty brunette. We flirt, almost kiss, and set up a Sunday date.

A weight was on me. And now it’s gone.

I’m flying again.

POSTSCRIPT

At the time of this writing back in 2009, Keychain was helping assist as an approach coach; he’s now one of the most respected instructors for Love Systems.

Also since then, my business has taken off and now I’m enjoying urban life in downtown L.A.

(Originally written November 2009)

“Ok, where are we REALLY going?”
“House, no joke! My friends are there. Big party.”

I just picked up this girl I met at the loudest club ever from her apartment. Despite her living here for 3 years, her English is incoherent. After 20 minutes of driving all I can figure out is that we’re going to somebody’s house party. We enter some industrial area. “I don’t think there are any houses here.”
She says “no no no, house is here!”
After I sent this girl only one text, she’s invited me out to pick her up, told me her life story in pidgin English, and now I’m sure I’ll wake up later with a kidney missing. The things I do for a story…

I get a whiff of something ripe and shrug it off. Little do I know that this moment is like the first fleeting glimpse of the monster in a horror movie.

She squeals “House is close!”

We drive further and further and I finally see where we’re heading – a building with a neon sign saying “HOUSE.” I smack my forehead. My life has become an Abbott and Costello routine. We flip a U-turn and park. Cool, we’re finally here! I open the door and suddenly wish I hadn’t.

Oh my god.

I almost vomit. This is an abomination. It smells like Satan himself ate maggot-stuffed cabbage and took a steaming dump on a burning horse. Just breathing feels like one year of your life draining out of your lungs. I can’t even hear what she’s saying, I rush into the club and gasp like a dying fish.

Once the color returns to my vision I look around. Hmm I think I’ve seen this place before. Any second now a black guy in body armor is gonna bust in and kill some of these coked-out vampires.

Not pictured: olfactory terror.

To further showcase the nightmarishness, the smell is clawing its way in from outside. I ask a bartender what the hell is going on and she says they make dog food or something around here. What the hell do they make it out of, bull nuts and pig shit?! (horrifyingly enough I’m not that far off)

We spend a while there, then she tells me she wants to hang out there ’til 5am. FUCK THAT.

I can’t take any more of this smell. I gotta find a diner but I don’t know any place around here. I text one of my boys and he suggests this place in Hollywood. Sweet! (I owe you dude)

MISTAKE #2 – CONTINENTAL DIVIDE

We go there and it’s so busy they have a security guy and a line-up out front. I chat with the bouncer and he’s pretty cool. I chat with my girl some more. So far I’m doing ok, but when we finally go inside I make Game-killing Mistake #673.

We go to sit down and get assigned a booth – one of those “booths for two”, where you have to sit face-to-face. Too late I realize that we’re stuck for the whole meal with a gulf of cheap Formica between us. By the end of the meal any sexual tension has dissipated and the date is pretty much over.

Always always SIT NEXT TO THE GIRL AT RESTAURANTS.

I should have asked for a bigger booth.

Lay reports are compelling – it’s hard to top lurid descriptions of strangers having sex. But what use can you get out of them? Is it possible to improve your game from reading field reports and lay reports? Here are the top factors you need to consider.

Authenticity

This is the #1 factor of any field report. Because if it’s a fake, it won’t help you. Why?

If a guy’s so lacking in balls that he must lie about his dating life to anonymous strangers on the internet, it speaks volumes about his actual confidence level with real women.

So how could we possibly make PUA lay reports more genuine?

Let’s look at a group of people that has fact-checking, testing, and theory down: scientists.

I love the Scientific Method.

The problem PUAs have with “fakin’ the baby makin’” is the same problem scientists have with bogus research – getting bad conclusions from false data. Applying these bad conclusions in your own interactions will have unpredictable results, and will probably just sabotage your game.
To deal with this, scientists have the peer review system, where they regulate themselves. Imagine reading a questionable lay report, and calling on your fellow PUAs to regulate that lyin’ mofo. But until the pick-up community figures this out, expect this problem to stay.

Trust

You’ll read a lot of lay reports online, but in the end, you can only learn anything useful from trusted sources. For some people, that means reading no lay reports at all. For others, it might mean only reports of close friends or people they know personally. My criteria include field reports of people I know, and field reports of dating coaches that I’ve met before or seen in action.

Information Overload

You meet a beautiful woman. Actually she’s not just beautiful, she’s smokin’ hot. You both interact. What’s the most important thing to remember about that interaction?

Is it the words you say?
The words she says?
How she says them?
How you say them?
The way you’re dressed?
Your tone of voice?
Your posture?
Your mood?
Her mood?
Her body language?
The environment you meet her in?
Whether her friends can see you two?
Her logistics (is she driving her friends, how far is she from home, does she have to work tomorrow morning)?

And these are just some of the first things. Later on surprises will come up, you’ll say and do things that turn her on, turn her off, etc. The whole environment is in a state of chaos, and the author has to make sense of it. This brings up the next point…

Interpretation

Every word you read has passed through someone’s filter.

Kurosawa’s Rashomon is a moving example of how an observer’s perspective can lend a wholly different interpretation of the same events. Not to say that a sloppy squeeze-box session with the town hoochie should ever be considered high art, but lay reports won’t capture every detail, you’ll miss some things.

One example is body language. Maybe the events of someone’s lay report DID actually happen, but you won’t learn anything from it because one can’t document all the subtle nonverbal cues and tips that influenced the interaction. You might know exactly WHAT to say, but you won’t have any idea of HOW to say it. If your words say “expert seducer” and your body language screams “serial rapist”, well the body language is gonna win. Your voice tone, inflection, posture, mannerisms, etc. need to be on point. (Love Systems came out with a DVD on body language with some good info. Cajun’s articles on Body Language might also help).

Other Sides of the Story

Other perspectives would give a more complete picture of the interaction.

Wingman

The wingman knows the game, and since he’s not caught in the heat of the moment with the girl, he can catch other details, such as her friend’s reaction to the pick-up.

The Girl

For a legion of reasons, this is not generally feasible. When it does happen, this perspective can be enlightening. The only example of this I’ve found is Love Systems Director Savoy’s exhaustive 5-part field report with input from the girl at every step.

The strengths of field reports

Field reports don’t completely suck. If you’ve got the intangibles down and just don’t know what to say, they can be a great source of new routines to try out, with a few starter examples of how girls actually respond to it. The successful ones also provide great examples of handling logistics problems as they come up.

The Verdict

Field reports are no substitute for field experience. To get good you gotta put your ass on the line. They’re best at providing direction for verbal and logistical problems. If you’re looking for something useful, only study field reports from sources you trust that make sense to you.

“Few things are harder to put up with than the annoyance of a good example.”
- Mark Twain

What do PUA guys want out of pick-up? Or more accurately, what do PUAs want out of the sexual relationship area of their lives? Here are some common goals and practical reasons why these goals suck:

1. “I want to bang as many hot women as possible.”

aka pump-and-dump, the Wilt Chamberlain

WHY this sucks

This is NOT a long term strategy. Sorry buddy but when you’re 75 years old, unless you’ve got fame, massive fortune, or godlike game to swing around, you’re not banging random 20 year old co-eds.

WHY this may not suck so much

If you don’t have much experience with women, this can be a good thing. Here’s why:

• To discover the qualities you truly want in a woman, the best method is to experience what women have to offer – and that means playing the field (Jeremy Soul on why getting experience can help).
• So you won’t have that nagging feeling of “if only…” while in a relationship. As in, if only I had dated a girl like this… or a girl like that… (Savoy on Choice and Relationships).

2. “I want a girlfriend / to get married.”

aka settling down, should you chain your balls to one horse?

Neigh!

WHY this sucks

Despite what some critics of PUA stuff think, not every guy into game is a womanizer. A lot of them are seeking stability in their love lives. But be aware that in today’s dating world, absolute relationship stability is a myth. Yes, even if you’re married. You gotta stay on your toes gentlemen if you want to keep your woman. How so? By staying desirable! (I’ll provide tips on how to stay desirable to your girl in an upcoming article [Keeping Your Mojo.])

WHY this may not suck so much

When you’ve played the field and discovered what qualities your dream girl should have – and you’ve met your dream girl and now she’s into you – Go for it.

3. “I want a harem of girls.”

aka Big Love, my-cack-is-a-firehose-hooked-to-the-city-protein-supply

WHY this sucks

The effort this takes to maintain can drain major resources from other areas of your life. Like your balls.

WHY this may not suck so much

When you have the significant amount of game, time, energy, Viagra, coke, and meth it take to juggle multiple women like chainsaws, it’s fun. I guess.

Hang on I just got something in the mail.

The Ultimate Goal

Beyond all of these goals, you’ve got to have an ultimate purpose of game.
I believe it should be freedom. Freedom from having to play the field. Freedom from having to stick to the first girl who settles for you. Freedom to recruit a 24/7 on-call man-milk extraction brigade. (Or harem. Whatever.) Only when you’ve freed yourself from your limitations can you find relationship happiness (Soul on finding what you want from your love life). Do you want to be free? You could read a few books maybe, but above all else, just get out there and meet some women.

Any major reasons I might have missed?