This is an entry from another site I was running. I wanted to post it again because this site is getting way more visitors and this article was only seen by few. Enjoy! -Caleb

So, there you are, cuttin’ a rug when your “single to mingle” radar pings sexiness lurking in the atmosphere. Then you realize your radar is off tune because you’re throwing pretty eyes at the burley bouncer. But don’t slap yourself yet, cause just to the left of Sergeant Slaughter you spot an angel faced beauty standing all by her lonesome. And to make things better for you, she’s looking your way. So you do what most testosterone driven males would do. You step to the young lady with a slight skip in your dip and a Dapper Dan smile.

Hooray for the sense of horniness. It makes fools out of us all.

Now, depending on your upbringing and geographical location, your choice of first words may differ. You might greet her with a “WhAt’s CoOkin GoOd LoOkiN, I wAnnA EaT YoU LiKe a FiSt FuLL of ChiPs, HOLLA!!” While others might go with “I had to come over and ask why a beautiful lady, such as you, is standing here all alone”. Some guys have no game whatsoever so they’ll jingle Porsche keys in her face and pollute the surrounding air with about 3 fluid ounces of Eternity cologne. Though all of the above might work, I think most level headed women would agree that ditching the slick mumbo jumbo is the best tactic. Believe it or not, females like to be greeted with a warm “Hello” followed by conversation that sticks. We often forget that females are human beings too. DING, DING, DING!! That’s right, just like us.

So you approach the young scarlet and she responds with a welcoming smile. Her smile turns into small conversation. Small conversation turns into you offering to buy her a drink; which she happily accepts. What a beautiful thing. It’s Saturday, you got some greenbacks in your pocket, Digital Underground’s “Freaks of the Industry” is playing in the background, and your plan for future boot knocking with a gorgeous 20 something is in full effect.

……..or so you thought.

What you didn’t know is that about 34.5 feet away her Boyfriend’s “who’s talking to my girl” radar just picked up your stank. He’s currently double timing it to your location and cursing you with his eyeballs. This crazed man has tunnel vision and his only thought is to flatten your potato head.

This scenario can conclude in endless ways. Whether it’s the guy grabbing you by the neck and slip n’ sliding you down the bar cowboy style or it’s you using your quadruple black belt skills to beat the hallelujah out of him. Just use your imagination. But no matter the conclusion the point is:

IF YOU BRING YOUR GIRL WITH YOU TO THE CLUB SHE WILL GET HIT ON. SO LEAVE YOUR INSECURITIES AT HOME.

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