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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,

The Official Tynan Fan Club

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A few years back, I met Tynan through a girl we were both dating. In some botched attempt to score a threesome, Tynan and I had built a very mild friendship. We became acquainted on Facebook and continued seeing the same girl. I would even say there were a couple of dinners the three of us shared at our favorite vegan spot in Austin, TX. For a brief moment, I could say I was unofficially poly amorous. No, Tynan and I were never physically intimate, but 1. he made me tea 2. I had slept in his bed and 3. I borrowed a pair of his socks, which in this case, is similar to a girlfriend wearing her boyfriend's button up. Our last night as a threesome was at a gay club. Tynan arrived in his sequined cap, freshly black painted nails, long fur coat, and our girlfriend. We all stood around, chit chatted, exchanged kisses, then it was over.

Years later, I kept up with Tynan through Facebook updates and our mutual friends. He dawned a new look with his zipper pants, t-shirts, and funny tow' up rope slippers. He also sold his penthouse, car, and purchased an RV that seemed to break down every 2-4 months. Because I had witnessed this transformation, I immediately became curious as to what this person was about. Tynan had everything, a gigantic, lovely apartment, the car, the job, the friends, and the girls . I quickly understood, he didn't give up, or throw anything away, but he simply traded this lifestyle in for a newer one.

I've taken on the responsibility of posting on what I am calling "The Official Tynan Fan Club." Most of you, if reading this post, are probably well-informed of Tynan and all of his adventures. We read about the traveling, the underwear skiing, the free private jets, the gambling, the guns, the books, and the life he had as a pick up artist. Tynan also teaches us a way of approaching everyday in our work and our relationships through his own experiences. I've read the posts and even done some light traveling, but I'm a scared person who has spent her life attached to "things." People like me can't hit the road running, but maybe we can start with a light jog.

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