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How I Became a Famous Pickup Artist : Part 1

As far as I was concerned, she was perfect. She was at least as smart as I was, was a dancer and had the body to prove it, and had a smile that could disarm the national guard. Let's call her Julie.

So, like an earthworm stalking it's prey, I put my usual game on her. Since my last flowchart was so popular, I've made another one to show you how I dealt with the ladies back then:

Nedless to say, things went slowly. We hung out nearly every day for the last couple months of our Senior year summer vacation. Like many guys, I was totally oblivious to her attraction for me. One morning Julie came over really early while I was still sleeping, and squeezed into my twin bed with me. I woke up, and assumed that she must be tired - it didn't even occur to me that she might like me. Finally on the last week of that vacation she said to me,

"Confused mom" doesn't get it - my first negative review!

On Linus Rylander

"I'm writing this quickly from a kindle so please excuse my spelling.

I am only half way through and so far have not read anything new.He talks about a "boot camp" that someone else had where he learned this info.

What surprised and upset me was the unnecessary vulgar language. Continues to drop the f-bomb, why? It is as if he is a teenage boy trying to impress his buddies.

The he talks about different people he has gone up to to ask questions...and says "even a group of obese women", what does obesity and being female have to do with being difficult to speak to? Very imature.

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