The truth is, it might not have been the day after your first club visit, perhaps not the next week, month or even year but eventually you start to realise that going to clubs is hugely overrated when compared to the ‘out of control house party’ you used to attend.
Think not..? Well just take a minute to remember getting drunk out of your mind ‘on your way’ to the party that strangely only one of your friend’s knew the way there.
Once there seeing what seemed like a billion people everywhere ,many of whom you had never seen before, but only hours (perhaps minutes) later you would be getting mighty ‘friendly’ with only to have no idea who the person was or what they looked like the next morning. This of course is not to take away from the countless other magical moments that occurred either while ‘getting another drink’ or ‘looking for another chick’ (who didn’t happen to see you with the last one) such as seeing some chick passed out from super cheap wine with her skirt pulled high up and vomit in hair, or hearing a fight break out and then blindly running toward it as if your life depended upon it just to see the action take place.
Now compare this to the club experience and it’s not even in the same ballpark. However in saying that, now that we are older hosting a ‘house party’ just don’t seem anywhere near the great idea that it perhaps once did. This quite possibly because you now know what damage can be caused, plus since its now all your shit not your parents or someone else’s you’re going to have to either A) replace all the broken shit or B) live without it until next you can fund a new one.
Only because of the above are clubs now really the only way you can ‘remotely’ re-live those memories while at someone else expense.
Much like parties people go to clubs for a thousand different reasons, my own reasons for attending have change dramatically over the years from the early days of juggling between trying to pick up a girl or two, and having a punch up with a random stranger all in the same night. Although now a days I just love seeing all the stupid shit happen around me.
The stupid shit I’m talking about ranges from the guys who seem to walk around and around the club holding four cans of a beverage they never seem to actually drink any of, people dancing so crazy that the only explanation for their actions can be they consumed a case of energy drinks prior to entry, the super old guys in a pack of three or four leaning on something (bar, wall, hand rail) just looking over the club as if they are the authoritive figures in the room only to mask the fact they are feel so out of place, all the way to the girls in super short miniskirts (or those fucking stupid small jeans with the huge pockets coming out the bottom of the shorts… seriously ladies what the fuck?) who just seem to be continually walking around the same circle of boys as if they are playing duck, duck, goose.
Anyway in case you’re lucky enough to be heading out to a club this weekend I thought I would share a little magic with the guys our there by providing you two successfully dance styles for getting the ladies which although are very different from each other, both as equally as successful in arousing the irresistible temptations our the ladies.
TIP: use at your own risk or if you’re so fucked up that you will not remember doing them the next morning.
I Wanna Dance With Somebody (covert approach)
The Moist Maker (overt approach)