in college i always wondered what my female peers saw in older men. they just looked slimey and greasy hitting on girls 10 years their junior. well, apparently im turning into one. or at least age has given me the perspective of better understanding the very basics between boys and girls. girls are aesthetically pleasing and boys are immature. girls have a shelf life and boys just have more money with age. dating takes practice and with no money and less practice, the young male is at a huge handicap.
apply those rules as u enter your 30s and dating then just becomes the 5th installment of super mario brothers. same characters, same overall guidelines, similar controls and u're still looking to save the princess. it's still fun, it's kind of different and definitely been upgraded, but this time around, why waste all that time beating every level to prove to yourself that u can do it, just use the cheats, u can afford game genie and hop around the game like you own it. cuz you do.
The game doesn't adapt to game genie. in life, women adapt to your cheat codes. and as they adapt, men once again get sent back to freshmen year wedgie status. always a sucker for a pretty face. so, "let me just throw money at them" then comes with a grain of salt. "whoa...how much money did i spend last night? wow she's good"
so that was the conversation last night. "if women are all money hungry b*tches. which ones ethnically, are the most direct and shameless?...look, i'll buy the chanel, but don't charge lunch to my room if im not even there"
after dinner with gangsters...a 1.5 hour of massage session @ kin raku with mark/wendy/amber...i learned about US land development (entitlement companies, private equity investors, home builders and golf courses) while listening to 90s rock.
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