Stupid shit in Medellin

[JjBee62]

Okay one more time. You go to a steakhouse and it is one of the best you have ever been to. You go back and it is just as good. It is the best of the best. Is it easy to find a steak house this good? Hell no.

But how do you go one step further than the best of the best? You say to the restaurant I am going to quit going to all the other steakhouses and only support you and in exchange for this commitment: I expect you to go up a notch higher. Can you do that? And the restaurant says yes, and they do exactly that. Now, you have reached the pinnacle of steak houses. You are getting the best service at the best of the best. Is there better? Probably. But is this about the best you can get? Well, it is so fucking good that going to any other steak house would likely be a disappointment.

Here's a bit of information about steakhouses. In order for a steakhouse to make a profit, they can't just cater to one customer. I realize you're trying to turn the jab that Nounce made into an analogy, but it doesn't work. In order for a steakhouse to get to the level of one of the best, they need the right location, the right management, the right staff and the right suppliers. Once all the pieces are in place, they're stuck with that formula. Change one thing and the results quickly go downhill.

The only way to find a BOB (best of the best) steakhouse is to raise your own cattle, build your own steakhouse, overpay every employee and micromanage everything. You'll be putting in 100 hours a week and each steak is going to cost you about $500.

So with women, you have to find the best of the best. You have to get her to like you. You have to propose commitment, have that proposal accepted, and you have to be loyal to her to get the best sex out of the best of the best.

When did you develop this superpower?

Bear with me. This is a simple concept which you will have difficulty with. According to you, in addition to the ex-wife, you've had a lot of SBs. Maybe there were some regular girlfriends too, plus the infamous Venezuelan. Right?

How many of those "relationships" did you know at the beginning were going to fail? For me, with one exception, every one was going to last. The exception I was sure would fail, but it had the potential for a lot of fun with very little financial risk.

Every single time you have been wrong. That's the same as almost everyone on ISG. It's how we got here. Anyone who has made the happily ever after bit work has no reason to look for other options.

So when did you develop the ability to know from the beginning that you'll end up with the fairy tale ending?

Anyone who questions me on this topic I will ask this: if your woman is so fucking great, why can you not commit to her? If she truly is the best of the best, you should commit to her if you want to get to the next stage. If she is the best of the best, how likely is it that you are going to really find better? Realistically, the only way to do better is going deeper with the best of the best.

What woman? Nobody here has a woman. We have women, because that's what we want. Also, until you marry your BOB, you haven't committed to her. You have nothing keeping you committed to her except your continued desire to be committed to her. At any moment you can walk away.

If I were truly a narcissist, Nounce, I would say that neither you or anyone else could get where I am but I do not believe that. I have met guys here who are pretty close to this level.

Narcissists don't accept that they're narcissists. However, if you read that paragraph again you will see that you met the condition which you said would illustrate your narcissism.

If your mind set is I could never be happy with just one woman, then you will never find her. One of the biggest things I had going for me was people in my life who really believed that if I found the right woman, the best of the best, I could be faithful to her. I get it. You think I am just as crazy as I thought they were.

Now do you get it?

Everyone got it 3 weeks ago. The problem is you don't get it.

We're all grown men. Most of us have been around long enough and have tried enough different things to know what works for us. Any of us might change our mind about what we want, but it isn't going to be because of a post on ISG. It's going to be because the person found a woman they want to commit to, and chances are it will be a mistake.

It will be a mistake because there's almost no shared experience.

[PedroMorales]

he's a rough neck Australian guy, a place where machoness is even more of a thing than the USA..

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Machismo is not American. Even this conversation shows American prefer frankfurthers. Australians have a thriving pervert sector too. I tried to watch Brokeback Mountain to see what American are about. What mongrels.

[JjBee62]

Yeah, and I read a lot. What a simp.

Don't forget, supporting a woman is a privilege.

Without spending at least a few hours with about 500 million women, how do you know you've found "the best of the best, of the best?" It sounds suspiciously like "this one will do."

[Huacho]

Probably? More like undoubtedly, unequivocally, beyond any shadow of a doubt.

Yeah, and I read a lot. What a simp.

[LuvMexicanas]

This is probably the single biggest crock of shit I have read in my entire wasted life.

Probably? More like undoubtedly, unequivocally, beyond any shadow of a doubt.

[Huacho]

So with women, you have to find the best of the best. You have to get her to like you. You have to propose commitment, have that proposal accepted, and you have to be loyal to her to get the best sex out of the best of the best.

This is probably the single biggest crock of shit I have read in my entire wasted life.

[Osteoknot]

This reminds me of a trip I had with two Australians back in 2007.

I'd never seen someone have an identity crisis like that in front of me before. I'm not sure what I would have done.

Freaks me out a little when someone responds to one of my posts that is seventeen pages back, jaja, just kidding.

I loved my time in Australia and would return in a heartbeat. The mongering was much better for me in New Zealand where I also ended up with a very cute blonde steady girl for three months. I spent most of my time in Christchurch, which has to be the best name in the world for a city with a strong sex industry. I can't recall her name but by New Zealand GF and I toured the entire country together, she came from a wealthy family and was very well connected every where we went. All this before the big earthquake.

Those Australian girls looked like they spent too much time under the ozone hole to me, jaja. Very leathery.

There are trannies and ladyboys who are more feminine than most girls. I personally don't think it's the equipment that necessarily defines the gender, but that's controversial. If there's a dick between their legs, I don't want to see it but I want to know about it. I have seen some incredibly cute and ugly trannies in El Centro and Medellin. One time I acted my way out of getting robbed if not worse in Plaza Botero by some of the biggest, baddest, and muscular looking trannies I've ever seen. They looked liked if you took the meanest biggest and most muscular guys from the gym and slapped some make up on them, a tight shirt and a skirt. There was no doubt they were guys and a far cry from my refugee from The Crying Game in Pattaya. I tried to figure the attraction for trannies like that but at the moment it was all about self preservation. Thanks for the feedback!

[Chicago85]

This reminds me of a trip I had with two Australians back in 2007. I was backpacking prior to grad school and met these two tough Australian blokes from Kalgoorlie in Phuket, Thailand on a scuba diving trip. Kalgoorlie is a massive gold mine where Australian guys will work for 6+ months, make big bucks, then F-off to Asia to spend it since there are no women there. So we're out one afternoon and meet two gorgeous Russian girls. We hang out for a bit and as it gets into evening I split off as I'm the fifth wheel and Angus and Rob look like they're making good progress. About 2 am I get a knock on my door from Angus (yes, his name was about as Australian as it gets). He's frantic, watery-eyed, and jabbering that 'it never told him,' 'he was drunk,' 'blue balls,' etc. Turns out The Russian girls got him and the Rob all revved up, but took off after Angus / Rob paid for their dinner and drinks. Angus was walking around at 1 am, drunk, with a need to release his urge. While he's getting some vendor food a ladyboy (he didn't know this at the time) approached him and offered a massage to 'help him. ' he thinks to himself, this Thai chick looks hot and I am going to get laid after all!

Any way, he starts to sober up while he's getting the massage, with full clarity after he climaxes. I guess the man hands and adam's apple weren't initially a give away. The ladyboy giggles at his plight and he proceeds to lose his sh*t as he's a rough neck Australian guy, a place where machoness is even more of a thing than the USA.

He was so taken aback by the incident he nearly flew out the next day! He was eventually able to laugh it off, but my gosh, I'd never seen someone have an identity crisis like that in front of me before. I'm not sure what I would have done.

-Chicago.

I only spent about 4 months in Thailand. I think I was on a roll for worst case scenario in my previous post. I was in a doom and gloom mood, although that story was real if not firsthand. And I have never had a trans lie to me in Medellin even in the first few seconds. I have a few tranny acquaintances in Ground Zero because they seem to know more than anyone about what is going on, up to the moment, including where the chicas are who I like to boff.

The trannies can also provide a lot of protection when they like you. And no one would scare me more than one of those giant muscular buffed trannies who I see at Ground Zero, over near Simon Bolivar Parque, and in the Vennie section of El Centro. But I seem to have stayed on their good side.

[Mr Enternational]

Seeing the same hookers regularly is an alternative, if you know how to pick and treat hookers. You still need to know the difference between a girl friend and a hooker. Don't go looking for a hooker when you really want a girl friend, and don't go looking for a girl friend when you really want a hooker. Guys like Elvis want a girl friend but don't have the wherewithal to bring it off. So, they find a hooker and anoint her as their girl friend. That will work until it doesn't.

Exactly. I have said it time and time again when guys are looking for certain criteria in this site. Why not just get a normal girlfriend instead of someone to pay? It is that movie Brooklyn's Finest all over again, where the cop (played by Richard Gere) was exclusive to the same hooker for years, a bit like Elvis. He finally retires and has it in his mind that he is going to settle down with his "girlfriend." When he came to her with the idea she said mf I am a hooker, not your damn girlfriend. For years he had been deluding himself and she had played along with it like they were roleplaying or that was his "thing". If you have to pay her, she is not your girlfriend.

[Osteoknot]

It sounds that way because that is what I think Elvis is saying but maybe I don't understand it. I do appreciate that Elvis takes the time to reply and he seems genuinely trying to share.

I don't how you do it, so consistently.

I have two simple criteria needed to hold my attention and especially for friends. Not saying the goal here is friendship or that anyone here wants me as a friend, but the criteria still apply. Once we weed out the child molesters and the serial killers, I really don't care how aberrant a person's personality is, how off-kilter or ass-holier-than-thou they are as long as they are not faking the funk. As long as they are true to themselves. That's criterion 1 of 2 and most people here have no problem with that. They believe what they believe and they stand up for it, no matter how delusional their belief system. No problem there.

But the second criterion. Don't be boring. That's where most mongerers and people fall apart for me. The same ol same ol same ol tapes being rewound and played over and over and over. Bored to tears.

All my friends pass both criteria. I am not concerned so much with the morality bullshit, the friendliness, the niceness, the beauty, the money, even lack of honesty is not as big a problem as most people make of it, as long as you take the necessary steps to protect yourself. That is the bullshit that most people focus on and why sometimes I am perceived as being too gullible, it's really because I don't care if you are an upstanding citizen or not as long as you don't bore me. In fact, I am more suspicious and keep my guard up more around people who seem determined to convince me what outstanding examples they are of the human variety bean. Be true to yourself and don't be boring has worked for my selection process for more than a generation with only mild and occasional collateral damage.

[Elvis 2008]

It sounds that way because that is what I think Elvis is saying but maybe I don't understand it. I do appreciate that Elvis takes the time to reply and he seems genuinely trying to share.

Okay one more time. You go to a steakhouse and it is one of the best you have ever been to. You go back and it is just as good. It is the best of the best. Is it easy to find a steak house this good? Hell no.

But how do you go one step further than the best of the best? You say to the restaurant I am going to quit going to all the other steakhouses and only support you and in exchange for this commitment: I expect you to go up a notch higher. Can you do that? And the restaurant says yes, and they do exactly that. Now, you have reached the pinnacle of steak houses. You are getting the best service at the best of the best. Is there better? Probably. But is this about the best you can get? Well, it is so fucking good that going to any other steak house would likely be a disappointment.

So when you all are telling me of the great steakhouses you have eaten at, my question to you is did you commit to it? If not, then do not tell me it is all that great. Okay, maybe it is 90 out of 100. My point is what gets you to 100 is commitment.

Can you say that a steakhouse that is a 50 and in demand can be 90? Hell no.

Can you pretend that a 70 is just as good as a 90? Hell no.

Can you say if the restaurant really liked me they would do it without pay? Hell no.

Can you get to a 100 by saying, "Well, you are pretty good but I want to keep my options open and keep eating steak at other places?" Sure you can do that, but if you really are eating at the best of the best, the chances of getting better are pretty slim.

You have to do the work and find the best steakhouses. You have to get the staff to like you, accept your proposal, and you cannot go anywhere else. You have to be loyal to the one place.

So with women, you have to find the best of the best. You have to get her to like you. You have to propose commitment, have that proposal accepted, and you have to be loyal to her to get the best sex out of the best of the best.

And it is not easy doing this. There are so many ways it can fail. All I am saying is this is what you have to do to have the best sex. That is what I have learned. If you are content eating at steakhouses that are 50 or 70 or 90, that is fine. Maybe you want variety. All I wanted people to say was that was interesting and I will keep it in mind. It is not like the best of the best is on every street corner. It is a lot of blood, sweat, tears, time, and money to get here and maybe it is not worth it for some people to shoot this high.

Anyone who questions me on this topic I will ask this: if your woman is so fucking great, why can you not commit to her? If she truly is the best of the best, you should commit to her if you want to get to the next stage. If she is the best of the best, how likely is it that you are going to really find better? Realistically, the only way to do better is going deeper with the best of the best.

If I were truly a narcissist, Nounce, I would say that neither you or anyone else could get where I am but I do not believe that. I have met guys here who are pretty close to this level.

If your mind set is I could never be happy with just one woman, then you will never find her. One of the biggest things I had going for me was people in my life who really believed that if I found the right woman, the best of the best, I could be faithful to her. I get it. You think I am just as crazy as I thought they were.

Now do you get it?

[Huacho]

I think a lot of us prefer to fuck hookers because it's just a lot less trouble. Women are a pain in the ass. But if you're heterosexual, you still want them. So a lot of us have come around to the idea that mongering is more efficient, more cost effective, and more sexually satisfying as opposed to 'having a girlfriend. ' But for those of us who actually like women, we've found a lot of alternatives to these greedy sugar babies. Seeing the same hookers regularly is an alternative, if you know how to pick and treat hookers. You still need to know the difference between a girl friend and a hooker. Don't go looking for a hooker when you really want a girl friend, and don't go looking for a girl friend when you really want a hooker. Guys like Elvis want a girl friend but don't have the wherewithal to bring it off. So, they find a hooker and anoint her as their girl friend. That will work until it doesn't.

[Nounce]

...Face it. When Nounce starts making fun of you, you're completely off the deep end.

It sounds that way because that is what I think Elvis is saying but maybe I don't understand it. I do appreciate that Elvis takes the time to reply and he seems genuinely trying to share.

[JjBee62]

Yes it was used much. Maybe in 2001 and before, you were just not in the circles that it was used in.

Shit, we were making jokes about "sugar daddy" when I was 10.

https://www.reporterherald.com/ci_22...-sweet-history

[JjBee62]

Uh yeah, that is funny how the story changed so much. It is just more of how full of shit you are and this fat, balding "narcissist" line tells me I got under your skin.

Your stories do not line up. First, you called all your GF's johns (not sugar daddies) and told them to quit bugging her. Now you broke up with her. I am going to go with version one there.

She went from being unemployed to a waitress to a dancer to a ho. Yeah, I would probably do that too if I had to hang around you. And the moral of your story is you were fucking a girl for free? Given her history, being such a cheap skate that your GF that had to ho herself out is not something I would brag about.

Seeing arrangement started in 2008. The phrase sugar daddy was not used that much in 2001. Dallas was a hot bed of hos back then though starting with the infamous Diana of Dallas. The women were fine and could be had for $200 to $300 an hour at the very top end.

Cabaret Royale was not tops in Dallas back then. It was maybe top half. The Lodge, Men's Club, Baby Dolls, and Fantasy Ranch were the top clubs. CR had its hey day years prior to 2001, and all four of those clubs had better women then CR.

The women routinely pulled in huge $ prior to the 2000 NASDAQ bubble going burst. In 2000, the best women were making $2,0000+ just dancing and did not have to ho themselves out like your gal did.

And there were no feature dancers at CR.

So now that you have revised your story it looks even worse. You had a GF become a ho right before your eyes because you could not support her.

Oh right. You are trying to compete. I was banging the 9's and 10's at those clubs back then and the hos in Texas at that time were gorgeous. If the hos continued to look that good in Texas from 2000 to 2010, I would have never went abroad.

Top girl at CR back then would have been an 8. Average girl there would have been a 7, and that is probably what your girl was, a 7. So here we go again. You are turning your 7 into a 10.

And I was married then. A few years later, after the divorce, I too was banging strippers without paying them so your antic about how you did not pay them and I did does not work either.

So why bring this up and make the personal attack? Because you are a lazy, underachieving, bullshit artist who feels inferior to me and what I had and have, and you are mistaking popularity for being right..

If the drugs I experimented with 40+ years ago had been as good at altering reality as whatever is running through your veins, I'd have become an addict. It's every single thing. It's written, clear, obvious and straightforward, but once it enters into whatever substitute you're using for a brain, it comes out completely unrecognizable. If I wrote that my vacation starts on Tuesday, then repeated that my vacation starts on Tuesday, you'd come out and say that I said I was taking 3 months off for physical therapy and that it began 3 Sundays ago.

Seriously. Seek help.

I'll try to work my way through your psychosis one point at a time. I know it's useless, every word has to run through your insanity and never comes out the same.

1. My story didn't change. I added details, but they all correlate with the original mention.

2. I never referred to the additional guys who had her number as either John's or sugar daddies and didn't call them to tell them to quit bugging her. Whoever called and left a message, I returned the call, left a message telling them she no longer had the phone and I was not able to forward their message. In one case, I answered a call and told the guy the same thing. The only person I might have referred to as "sugar daddy" is the one who was keeping her as a sugar baby.

3. There was never a version where I called guys and told them to quit bugging her. I've got $1,000 if you can show me I ever so much as insinuated such a thing. When I realized it was over, I told her so and walked away. I wasn't happy about it at the time, but I quickly moved on.

4. The moral of the story was that having a girl you used to support turn into an escort doesn't qualify you for a Presidential Medal of Freedom.

5. Being a cheap skate? I wish you people would make up your mind. First I'm getting blasted because I take women out to dinner and now I'm a cheap skate? This is all going to be a mystery to you, because you've probably never been with a woman who you didn't buy. I didn't get into a relationship with her, or anyone else, in order to support her. She decided to take the job in Dallas. At that point, her decision, she was no longer living with me and supporting her was not my obligation. Perhaps you see things differently. Once a woman decides to move on, I'm not wasting money trying to get her to come back. I'm moving on. Then again, I've never had to pay a woman's family in order to get her in bed.

6. The phrase sugar daddy has been around for 100 years. The Bellamy Brothers recorded "Sugar Daddy" in 1980. It begins "What you need is a sugar daddy, diamond rings and a brand new Caddy. " Laurel and Hardy starred in "Sugar Daddies" in 1927. As with so many other things, you haven't a fucking clue. I'm not surprised.

7. To be honest, I didn't spend my time in the late 90's and early 2000's keeping a day to day ranking of Dallas strip clubs and it doesn't matter to me. CR was one of the top clubs in Dallas and if you say the dancers there were 7's, it means nothing.

8. Except for the guy who bought the car and paid for the apartment, I never said that the other guys who had her number were paying her. I wouldn't know if they were, and I doubt it. She decided to gravitate towards being a SB. I had no interest in that. She found someone who did. I assume the others were either potential SDs or just guys she wanted to get tipped by at the club.

9. I don't pretend to understand everything every woman does. If a woman is making good money and decides to chase after more money, I don't try to make sense of it.

10. I don't feel inferior to you and what you have, because I have no idea who you are, or what you have. Even if I knew, I wouldn't care. I'm not you. I don't want to be you. I most certainly don't want to give a woman money so she and I can both pretend we're in love. However, I'll have some time in Medellin from May 1-9. Bring yourself and your best girl in the world. I'll post a day before where I will be (a safe, decent, public place) and you can come and convince me about how perfect everything is. I'll even sweeten the deal, $500 if you show. Of course, Bigfoot is more likely to show than you are.

11. Amongst all your other insanity, you keep talking about what you believe other people are doing, feeling, experiencing and getting. Care to explain? If I sit down at a table with someone I can see what they're eating. If I taste it, I can decide whether I think it tastes good. However, there's absolutely no way for me to know how it tastes to them. They can tell me and I still don't know. But you take it much farther. You talk about a restaurant you've never been to, one which you don't even know what's on the menu and you tell the customers who you know nothing about, that they aren't enjoying what's on their plate, without knowing what the fuck they ordered.

12. It's all just words. Always the best. Right? I have no interest in "best. " I've never had interest in "best. " Because "best" is just a subjective evaluation and once you've decided that you've achieved it, it's all downhill. I focus on the moment. If the moment is good, I'm happy. If the moment isn't good, I'm happy, because it will get better.

I've said it many times, and I'll probably keep saying it:

Get yourself into treatment.