Operation WGW (White Girl Wasted)
operation_WGW (white girl wasted)…
Let’s start with a mission statement.
“It is important to add value to a woman’s life as a man and never take it. That is robbing your opportunity to find love and a mate.” — Some Guy
Next, I would like to say what I am grateful for.
- The opporuntities life presents within itselfs
- Woman that treat men with love and care
- The ability to attract quality people
Also, what will make today great?
- Writing my first blog post on my new blog (still in the making)
- Brunch and/or Coffee
- Positive Business call at 9
Finally, I am
- Blissfully happy
- Awake to reality
- About to take you on a journey
One by one, step by step, I walked up those stairs. You pretended not to hear, me… calling your name, cat calling you to shame.
The night started as a normal Saturday would; going out with two girls you are hosting from couchsurfing… who literally just told me they only know how to get “WGW” … I looked at them and said, “I have only one rule as a host and that is only 50% of the party can’t get WGW so decide now who is holding whose hair, because I will not take care of both of you.”
Essentially, I told them if they want to get drunk, I am not their babysitter. This is the precedence I like to set with the guest that I host. I am here to offer you value to your trip in any which-way or format.
Putting that aside, I took them to Adams Morgan in Washington, DC. Now, Adams morgan is the best place in DC to get WGW. And let me tell you why, it is like a mini old fashioned town, from live blues bars, irish pubs, and southern style themed bars, all without cover charge, all without shitty bounces, all with regular normal people trying to get WGW.
In order to escape the madness, I have to first show the two couchsurfers how to have a good time. I toured them around a couple of empty bars and said, “Now, remember what these look like now so when they are empty and you aren’t as drunk. You can remember your way around” Not sure how well received that advice was.
There came a point in my night where my friend, Francesco and I, got tired of them running around the bar, moreover, taking 30 minutes every time they went to the bathroom… not exaggerating.. not sure anything takes 30 minutes, even if you have someone to wipe for you.
Francesco and I eventually left them to party by themselves. I was on another operation than them, operation_GL (Now, this mission involved meeting a beautiful women I met the night before on Friday night at a gay bar on U Street) She just finished her navy deployment 2 days prior to being out. She was on a ship for 6 months and had not had sex in a long time… so you can imagine the end of my night.
Let’s say operation_GL had to adopt a new version because Ms. Navy failed to fulfill her duties prior to leaving the state. Basically, we agreed it would be a priority to see each other even if we didn’t have sex to at least say good-bye out of respect for the memories we made the night before. She did not follow through on the effort to meet up so I created operation_GL_V2.
OPERATION_GL_V2
Shoutout: Jimmy John’s lettuce wraps are so delicious. Thanks to the KETO diet, I learned about Jimmy John’s lettuce wraps.
Anyways, Francesco and I were waiting in line to go to Lost Society on U street and we were talking about how great our Jimmy John’s sandwiches were when we started walking up the stairs. That is when I saw her. The woman I wanted, the feminine energy I had been desiring. She wore a white cheetah-print jumper. I looked at Francesco with Crazy Eyes (Anime Eyes — a sign of attraction) in reference to the cheetah. This is word for word what I said at about 8/10 volume for her to intentionally over hear. Mind you I never directly addressed her, and I intentionally used the tone as if they were flattering compliments.
Me: I didn’t know white-cheetahs lived in DC, I thought they were winter animals.
Francesco: Looks at me in confusion.
Me: Look up, there is a white-cheetah prowling tonight.
Me: I think she is hunting, but I am the one stalking her as prey
Francesco: Still confused on why I am saying this
Me: White Cheetahs are beautiful, fast, majestic animals, there is no way I could keep up on her pace.
Francesco: What are you talking about?
Me: Look up dude! THERE IS A GIRL IN A WHITE CHEETAH OUTFIT
Me: And I am going to hunt her down and shoot her cheetah with a shotgun
That is when she turned around, looked at me and smiled deeply into my eyes. The cheetah purred to me.
Cheetah: Hunting is bad, did you just say you would kill a cheetah?
Me: No, I said I want to shoot you
Cheetah: Why would you want to shoot me
Me: You are a cheetah, you are wearing cheetah print and I want to hunt you
From then on, we connected instantly.
I talked about runescape, yoga, my pink flamingo party shirt, met her friends who invited me to their wedding, bought her a shot of tequlia.
I was a great time, great memory and then the cherry on top.
The opportunity to tame this wild animal.
Without getting into too much detail about what happened after that.
I would first like to say, if you have enjoyed this reading so far, please feel free PM me for the full details of both girls, Navy on Friday night and Cheetah on Saturday, respectively, from Operation_Get_Laid V1 and V2.
Then, I will send you an email with more details pertaining to treating a lady like a gentlemen in and out of the bedroom.
Good bye for now and stay tuned.
DCDan