A bit of a long story here……Last night I went to the lounge-bar with a friend of mine whose probably the best guy I’ve seen when it comes to picking up women. Anyway me and him are standing outside when we meet a close friend of mine who I hadn’t seen in a while. Truth be told this friend cut-me-off abruptly a while back to hang out with some rich kids at school(university). I noticed his appearance was untidy and his breathe stung like smelling-salts. Me and the other guy went back in the bar and dude followed us. Me being the loyal friend I am, allowed him to tag-along and have a good time.

We met two hot girls inside who were atleast 8’s and friends of my wingman. While we both talked to each girl my old friend whispered in my ear saying he needed to pass through quickly. I gave him way and this clown stands right in front of me and starts talking to the girl. His face was only a few inches from hers so I can only imagine the suffering she went through with his stories and breathe.Within a few minutes both girls left and all 3 of us just stood there looking lost. The wingman wasn’t pleased.

My wingman friend whose also a bouncer later told me that the dudes been kicked out of every single club in the city and got a cocaine addiction from his rich mates. Moral of the story is trying to help a friend horrible with game can cost you in the long run.