[warbird]

Originally Posted by phung

Bro

No worries about points. Just continue to have fun here and ignore all the clown who think small.

Enjoy your trip to Gotham City.

Do remember to post regularly and guide us to eternity.

Cheers!!

Bro,

Thanks for your post.

I'm in Gotham City now.

We shouldn't really care about points as long as we could continue to post.

You hv the right mindset! Having fun is very attractive to girls and women.

We should also forget about all those naysayers and haters. Let's the fun begin!

I like to share an email from a guru on The Magnetic Power of Having Fun

Bro Warbird,

Today we've got a little story about what happens when one of our readers decides to forget about women, let loose, and have some fun.

The irony is that the women become irresistibly drawn to him.

It's a strange world, isn't it?

Read on...



"On Saturday, I attended my co-worker's wedding.

The dancing started right after dinner, and while I normally give dancing a miss, the combination of friendly atmosphere and high level of alcohol in my blood made me join the fun.

Shortly after I stormed the dancing floor, they started playing "Play That Funky Music White Boy" and it really got me going.


Minding My Own Business

Well... I was like minding my own business and doing my thang (sadly, it was more of a "thang" than real dancing), when the DJ suddenly announced, "I think we've just found our funky white boy, check this guy out!"

And when I started looking for this guy, I discovered that he was talking about me!

Needless to say, thirty seconds or so after this somewhat surprising development, I had a video camera pointed at me, and scores of really fine-looking ladies dancing around me and vying for my attention.


A Shot of Confidence Straight to the Brain

Did it make me nervous?

On the contrary! That was like a shot of confidence straight to the brain!

I spent a long time on that dancing floor, twisting, swinging and chicken-dancing with many honeys (bride included), and finished the evening with some phone numbers, a big smile on my face, and a really nasty headache.

As a side note, I should add that during that dancing (or whatever you call it) session, a lot of women complimented me on the way I looked and the way I was dressed.


The Funky White Boy

This morning, I also found out that I am now known to all of my co-workers as "the funky white boy."

The reason I'm telling you this story is because I think I'm a horrible dancer. I don't know if I got all the attention because I did something right, or because I was so goofy nobody could have ignored me. The truth is that it doesn't really matter.

I've discovered my true purpose in life and I shall frequent the dance-clubs downtown and show everybody what the funky white boy can do!"


I think a horrible or goofy singer could have as much fun too...

Cheers!

Bro WB