First, you take a good shower. Then you go without a shower for 3 days. Then, you wipe your crotch with a towel. You go to the speed dating place, and everyone exchanges towels for long enough to smell. Then you decide who you liked based on pheromonal signatures.
It takes all of 30 seconds or less per “date”. No talking required. Just sniff. If it’s not your thing, on to the next one. If it is, mark the person down.
At the end of the “set” you’ve tried 10 people. You re-test the top 2 or three, and either ask for a date, or try another set.
Voila. Speed dating phero-style. Of course we could all just get naked and sniff eachother’s crotches, like we did about 10,000 years ago. Hey, whatever works, right?
you aint right.
i am not sniffing anyones crotchy towel.
id like to think nature created pheromones to pass beyond the clothing and maybe trail a foot around you. i assume it possible for us to have evolved to factor the clothing issue in…
no. i aint sniffing a crotchy towel.
Not only that, my undershirts, after about 48 hours, get downright addicting to smell. And that’s without phero augmentation. I wish I could prove that somehow, but it’s impossible. As the slight damp of sweat/warmth fades, the smell fades away also. So it wouldn’t last in the mail.
Disclaimer: I don’t wear them more than 48 hours .
There is a booming biz on the net for used panties for pervy guys to sniff, so we haven’t evolved that far. Great way for young women to earn money for college. As I recall, panty raids on women’s landry rooms and dressers were all the rage in college. And then there was that Korean guy in Washington state that bagged 'n labeled lint from women’s dryers…
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Quicksilver