JEFFY: Once Upon A Time
Once Upon a Time, there was a boy named jlaix. He kept in shape and went to the gym, because he thought it would help him get girls. It didn't.
Then he found pick up, and realized that looks don't matter. He got pretty fat, with a double chin and tits. Yet still, he picked up splendid hotties and made sweet love to them down by the fire.
Unfortunately, he didn't realize that, while he was able to score hot chicks, deep down he felt that he was of lower value than them. This crept into his relationships and inevitably eroded them. Additionally, his game was very state-dependent.
Then he went to Spain and met the magical talking ox, named Ozzie. Ozzie the Ox helped him by forcing him to go to the gym, and by knocking his cocktails to the floor ("HEY! WTF ARE YOU DOING?!!"). In return, jlaix taught him a thing or two himself.
When jlaix finally returned to America, he had ripped ****ing abs. Now, he would get instant monkey love attraction from most 7s. But the most striking thing was that he now felt inside that he was a 10. And not because of the outward appearance, but because of his health and vitality. He lived happily ever after.
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In other words, the thing about working out or whatever is finally KNOWING, not thinking, that my "game" is a 10. Before with the poor health I felt I was a 7 value guy that cheated his way to chicks out of his league with trickery, now I know my value is 10. Like, a 10 would no longer dismiss me outright on looks, and if you saw me on the street with a ten, it wouldn't look abnormal.
Jeffy
Then he found pick up, and realized that looks don't matter. He got pretty fat, with a double chin and tits. Yet still, he picked up splendid hotties and made sweet love to them down by the fire.
Unfortunately, he didn't realize that, while he was able to score hot chicks, deep down he felt that he was of lower value than them. This crept into his relationships and inevitably eroded them. Additionally, his game was very state-dependent.
Then he went to Spain and met the magical talking ox, named Ozzie. Ozzie the Ox helped him by forcing him to go to the gym, and by knocking his cocktails to the floor ("HEY! WTF ARE YOU DOING?!!"). In return, jlaix taught him a thing or two himself.
When jlaix finally returned to America, he had ripped ****ing abs. Now, he would get instant monkey love attraction from most 7s. But the most striking thing was that he now felt inside that he was a 10. And not because of the outward appearance, but because of his health and vitality. He lived happily ever after.
******
In other words, the thing about working out or whatever is finally KNOWING, not thinking, that my "game" is a 10. Before with the poor health I felt I was a 7 value guy that cheated his way to chicks out of his league with trickery, now I know my value is 10. Like, a 10 would no longer dismiss me outright on looks, and if you saw me on the street with a ten, it wouldn't look abnormal.
Jeffy
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