How Women Want To Be
Picked-Up And Approached
By Men
One day this 26 year old guy was referred to me by a friend. The first question that comes out of his mouth is, “What’s your walk-up strategy?” I said, “Just remember to keep it simple. See, the first thing that happens is that I see an attractive woman. So I ask myself, “What about this woman strikes my fancy the most? Is it her boobs? Her chest? Nice ass? Nice legs? Little cute face?
And whatever it is, I tell her. He said, “You just…TELL HER?!!” I tell her. I’ll go, “I noticed you, and I’ll tell ya, you look better going than coming.” I’m not being rude in any way, shape or form. I’m not saying, “Yo chick, I like your ass!” I won’t use the word TITS, I’ll look at her breasts, grin and say, “Boy, you’ll never hit your nose when you fall!” And she’ll go, “What?” And I’ll say, “I couldn’t help noticing –they’re beautiful!”
I have a friend that uses this line: “Um, excuse me, I seem to have lost my number. Can I get yours?” This is the stupid shit that guys are actually saying to women! I’m glad, because it makes my life a lot easier. If I could actually pick up a dumb broad with a stupid line like that, then everybody is already fucking her. She’s so dumb she’d fuck cardboard, ok? Using a dumb pickup line like that isn’t charming it’s just stupid. The first thought that enters a woman’s mind when you use a line like that is, “This guy is a loser.” You might as well cut your penis off and hand it to her, because you won’t be needing it.
I don’t play games. My cards are out on the table of life. There’s no subliminal messages with me. Women go out because they want to meet a guy. Have that conversation with her. Ask her why she’s out. It’s not to be with her friends, it’s not to play pool, it’s not to make guys buy her a drink.
She’s out there looking for a man. The kind of man that’ll make her feel good, make her feel safe, special, wanted. She’s waiting for you. Want to know what they’re thinking? They’re thinking, “What kind of stupid line is this prick going to try on me?” And they’re right. The fact is, most of the guys that are out there trying to approach women are fucking it all up by using stupid canned lines or trying too hard to be funny/smart/clever/organized or whatever. And they come across as desperate and nervous and weird. And I love it because that means that guys like me that have the courage to say what we’re really thinking and have the guts to be really honest with women have it easy.
Let’s face it, the state that you’re in when you approach is important. If you walk up nervous, you’re not going to succeed most of the time. Even if you do, you sure as hell won’t be able to keep her. And if you’re using a canned pickup line, you’re only telling this woman that you can’t be trusted. Women are very perceptive when it comes to body language. If you’re approaching a real woman with real feelings with a fake, canned pickup line, you’re only going to be picking up the bottom of the barrel. Women can see through that shit.
When I talk to a woman that I’m attracted to, I talk about sex. And whatever response she gives me, I try to turn the conversation right back on track by utilizing her response. The whole exchange between us has to be spontaneous and not canned. I just walk up to them and tell them what I’m thinking about in that particular moment. And rarely do I ever use the same line twice. They tell me what I need to say. The reason I’m such a natural is because I’m not afraid to make a woman feel like a woman. I’m not afraid to touch them, I’m not afraid to tell them anything. I love women.
When I was interested in having sex, I went straight towards the women I wanted to have sex with and talked about sex with them. Every story I tell them has sex in it somewhere! It’s simple. I am getting her mind to associate sex with me. Because all I want from her IS SEX. And whether they like me or not, they’re gonna want to fuck me on some level. Even if a woman doesn’t find you physically attractive, you can bet your ass that she’s attracted to your charm and flattery and compliments and good humor and your honesty and warmth and most of all the ATTENTION you are giving her. We’re a simple species, and we are all vulnerable to compliments and attention. Most people base their whole lives on the pursuit of attention. Think Hollywood.
Maybe you want more than just sex, and eventually so did I. But when I was still a playboy, sex was what I wanted. I didn’t feel guilty about it, I just did it. I was completely fearless and I had no hesitation. Most guys go out to meet women thinking the prize is the woman. But I used to go out knowing the prize was me.
I tell them how much I like myself. I’ll say something like, ”You know, I have a great sense of humor, my attitude is incredible, I’m smart, charming, and I’m also dynamite in other areas, but I don’t want to discuss them now.” And the very act of telling her that is humorous, it shows that you have a good attitude, that you’re smart, charming, and whatever else. This is not conceited! Why wouldn’t you give yourself a good recommendation? When you go to a job interview, do you walk in and say, “Hi. I’m an asshole, I’m dishonest, I’m lazy, and I usually screw everything up.” I’m not telling you to do anything brilliant. You just have to have the balls to say, “I know what I want.” In fact, use that to start a conversation. Just walk up and say, “I know what I want. Do you know what you want?” If she says yes, you say, “My name is _______.”
Here’s one that will always work. Walk up to her and ask, “Do you like stupid idiots that have no direction in life and are afraid to take risks?” Of course, she’ll say no. Then you say, “That’s good, because I’m the opposite of all that.” How many do you want? Am I gonna have to write a fuckin’ book on pickup lines? It’s so easy. Just say what you’re thinking, say the truth, and put a little effort into it, that’s all. When you learn to be honest and true to yourself, you’ll never need to read another ‘pick up chicks’ book again.
If she smokes, she fucks. And if she plays with her straw a lot, she gives good head. Those two theories have never failed me. Sometimes I used to walk up to women that were smoking a cigarette and say, “Hi. I just have to ask you a question, because I have this theory about women, do you have a boyfriend?”
“Yes.” “Then what are you doing here, because the way you smoke, you should be good in bed.” Now, if I’m right, and she really IS good in bed and knows it, that usually gets me into bed with them. And if she’d say, “No, I don’t have a boyfriend”, I’d say, “Well, I have this theory that if a woman smokes, she fucks, and she’s very good at it too.”
If you’re charming, you can get away with almost anything. What is she gonna say? That I’m crude? “You’re right, I am crude, but I like to get to the point. I don’t want you to think I’m beating around the bush. A lot of women can’t handle honesty.” The best defense is an attack. I never defend, I never step back. I attack, I put THEM on the defensive. “OH! You think I’m a crude pig. Yeah! You’re right about that, I agree with you. You’re so perceptive.
You’re a really nice woman. I wouldn’t insult YOU, because I’m too much of a gentleman!” I was just being honest with her. I didn’t say, “I want to fuck you”. That would be too crude. I’m so honest with them and I use everything they say and pretty soon they apologize to me. Or they walk away. It doesn’t matter to me because I’m ready for anything.
When I go out, I don’t care about anybody but myself. When you go out, do you say to yourself, “I’m going to go out and give somebody a wonderful time. It doesn’t matter if I have a good time or not, but somebody else is going to have a good time.” Or do you think, “I’m going out to have a good time”?
Who the fuck cares if ‘they’ have a good time? You’ll probably never see them again! Hello?? Who’s going out of the house to have a good time, you or them? Say this: I’m going out of the house to have a good time. Me.
Myself. I can only be responsible for myself.
When I’m first getting to know a woman, I try to stay away from subjects that I’m very passionate about. Why? Because I might get so involved in the conversation that I forget my original agenda. When I go out to meet women, I’m not going there to talk about politics. If I’m there to fuck, then I try to keep the conversation centered on her, or on us, or on sex. What’s a woman going to say to you if you say, “I don’t want to talk about that right now, I want to talk about you”? What’s she going to say? No?? Ok, goodbye! I like to cut to the chase. We’re not immortal.
We’re so afraid of the word ‘selfish’. I’m not selling any fish. We’re afraid to admit to ourselves that we are allowed and really DO deserve to have a good time. Some of my students actually look at a pretty girl and think, “I don’t want to waste her time”. She doesn’t go out thinking that you’re going to have a good time and not her. You guys have the wrong perception. You’re so worried of what she’s going to think of you and that she won’t like you, and it’s wrong to think that way. You’re thinking about what somebody that you haven’t met before is thinking. Think about that. You’re worried about someone that you haven’t met yet.
A lot of men feel guilty when they try to pick someone up. They feel like they’re doing something wrong. Some feeling carried over from childhood I guess. These are the kind of grown men who actually stand up and whine about their childhood bullshit on Oprah. Good! More women for me.
I don’t feel guilty about giving a woman an orgasm. I don’t feel guilty about charming her and I certainly don’t feel guilty about making her laugh and feel flattered and warm and tingly all over. And if later on in the relationship she wants to own and possess me and control my every move (such as what most women try to do), I don’t feel guilty for walking away from her forever.
I think that probably most men were conditioned to feel guilty from their mothers as they grew up. An average child hears the word ‘no’ over ten thousand times and the word ‘yes’ only one thousand times before age five. So we grew up wanting to do things and then we were scolded for trying. Think of how many things that you wanted to do when you were young that you couldn’t do. And now whenever you see an attractive woman your entire neurology seems to say no. Maybe shyness is just guilt, who knows and who cares.
Women are too sweet and soft and pretty and warm for me to be shy or to feel guilty about wanting to be with them.
Approaching groups of women is easy. I like to compliment all of them at the same time. I’ll say something like, “You know, it’s amazing. Beautiful girls all stick together. Please, just let me pretend for a moment that this is my harem.”
Then I’ll close my eyes, smile, and sing, “Hea-ven! I’m in hea-ven!” I try todo something cute like that.
If you like one particular woman in the group, then you need to arm yourself with great ammunition. And the ammunition you need is her friends. If her friends like you, you’re in. If they hate you, you’re out. If they like you, they’ll encourage her to go out with you. And that’s if they don’t try to steal you away for themselves. Now, if you only talk to her and try to ignore her friends, then you enlist them to be against you. Rather than viewing you as a valuable addition to the group, they will view you as just another horny asshole trying to steal away their friend. At this point, even if she does like you, they’ll try to talk her out of it.
Be really nice to the worst bitch in the group. Be nicer to her. It goes back to the basic rule: Treat a whore like a lady and a lady like a whore. If she’s a real hard-ass bitch, then she’s a whore, so you better treat her like a lady. With the ones that are sweet, treat them like whores. Just remember to stay charming when you do it.
Anyway, this book isn’t about women in groups, it’s about the basic rules of how to be with a woman. Most of the guys reading this aren’t ready for groups yet, and I could probably write a book about that too. I just wanted to give you guys a taste.
Next Lesson: How To Meet As Many “Smoking Hot” Women As You Want All Day Long