Last night was fun 
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I went out to hang out on Beale Street at the Flying Saucer (close anyway) and met some cool people. Before hand I decided I wanted to start a thrill Kill Cult so I did.
Yah that’s fun stuff. Brain wash yourself so nobody can say you are responsible for your actions.
Recruit a bunch of women and live out in the desert Charley style.
So I was supposed to meet my trustworthy wing but when I got there he was no where to be found. Strange, I just talked to him 20 minutes earlier. He does know I travel 45 minutes to get to Memphis. Hey a text: He is going home cause he was tired. Whah, Whah Whah 
. Stupid considering it was only 9pm and the place was filling up with U of M babes.
No biggie anyway since SteveO is pretty freaking social and makes new friends often. I walk in and get Social proofed from a few waitresses. They love me. Swagger over to the bar and there is new bartender. Guy next to me looks out of place and kind of bored. Can you believe it, he’s bored with all these babes around?
I am totally bought into Jasmin the Spaceinators view on the world. Lets make it better for everyone. So I like to talk to people to make them feel welcome. (Thrill Kill Cult is just the name. I actually just plan to use it as a guise to lure vulnerable women into my world.
Guy is here on business from Windy city so we do shots together. Blasted J-Bombs. That explains why I was sluggish this morning as I had forgotten about that. OK so he is new friend.
Bartender gets negged for messing up my beer. How do you mess up beer. She is an 8 but no self confidence apparently. She drops down to a 5 cause she throws a tantrum. It wasn’t even a hard neg, just a you must be new at this, so I’ll give you one more try before I have to switch bartenders. Of course said with big smile. From that point on she refused to acknowledge me or my new friend. She wouldn’t even cash me out with an open credit card tab. WTF?
I actually had to call the manager, cause I couldn’t get my card or drink. I also happen to be a regular and the manager knows me very well. Like said I’m very social and have never caused any problems. 90% of the Beer Goddess love them some SteveO. Manager comps me the drinks and takes her aside to chat.
Forgot to mention: 7 sprays of Come Talk To Me Mix 2 all to hair.
I see a few of my Lair buddies at a table. One friend is at a table with three girls. He’s got the target isolated but her friends are starting to resent him there. I move in and pull up a chair and use a Mehow line; “Wow you guys look like fun with big smile.” They didn’t but whats a wing supposed to do.
Here’s where it gets funny: Girl closest to me stands up takes her chair and moves it about four feet away and re-sits with her back turned to me. OUCH!
No biggie cause I turn around and open three set babes at table next to them. They saw it too and we all cracked up. It was funny and when you can laugh at yourself people appreciate that. Then a Beer Goddess plops down in my lap. By the end of the night I have a bunch of numbers and some cool pictures.
I was also able to recruit 5 girls for my new Thrill Kill cult and we will all be wearing CTTM2 and recruiting more so we can start the massacre soon. 
BTW its a great line to use and you are more than welcome to try it out. If you want it just PM me and I’ll share.
Girls who turned her back to me during the Great Table Blow Out, comes up to me right before she is leaving. There are about 20 or more people at my table. SteveO is holding pheromones court. She actually runs into two girl gate keepers who I tell to let her through. It was hilarious!
She comes up to me and says: “Who the hell are you anyway?”
I answer: “I’m cool and you already had your chance.” The look of shock and disgust was priceless as she walked off mad.
So the morale of the story is if you want to start your own Thrill Kill Cult and recruit members, lots of CTTM2 and some J-Bombs
