This past weekend, I was at a local strip club Friday and Saturday. Both times, I was opening strippers, running my routines, DQ, Kino, you name it I was fucking doing it. And the best part was my inner game was my ally, not my enemy like every other night approaching chicks at the bar. Reason being? I did not give a FUCK what the strippers thought about me. Hell, I got a few free lap dances out it, so something was working (my frame).
What do strippers and normal chicks have in common? Well, if you fuck up or get rejected 10 minutes later they will completely forget about you. This reminds me of Bravospost with the homeless guy shitting in public or something.
I know overcoming AA is easier said than done. However, if you know that the girl you're opening really doesn't give a fuck you have everything to gain and nothing to lose (cliche but so true). Only time she will give a fuck is when you run that game and bring her to pound the pussy until the sun comes up
