"How A 391 Pound Fat Man With A
Tiny Pecker Gets More Pussy
In One Week Than Most Guys
Do All Year..."
"Even With A Fat Gut And A Tiny Dick...
He Gets HOT Chicks Lining Up To Fuck Him Any Time
He Wants -- and you can too GUARANTEED..."
Dear future chick magnet,
The first time I saw "Big Chuck", I wanted to fall over laughing...
Now, anyone would pee their pants laughing just at the way he was dressed, but the fact that he must have weighed at least 400 pounds made it that much worse.
See, he walks into my bar sporting these tiny little short shorts, almost like the ones you see on Richard Simmons but without the sparkles...
The t-shirt he's wearing must be 3 sizes too small because his "dicky doo" gut is hanging out all over the place...
On top of his balding head he's got a big ass ten gallon cowboy hat...
If that wasn't bad enough, to top off this 51 year old mans "pimped out" look... he's wearing cowboy boots!
Seriously? I thought only chicks wore cowboy boots with shorts.
Anyhow, I was the new bartender at the hottest joint in town. We'd serve lunch and dinner, but at night this place was a pussy paradise... THE hot spot nightclub.
I have to admit the first time I walked in my jaw hit the floor. Because there was nothing but hot chicks everywhere. Hell, I had to beg for two months just to get a job there.
So, the first time Big Chuck came in was during lunch. Immediately all the hot waitresses ran over to him like teenage girls to Justin Bieber, just to say hi.
He made his way to the bar and pulled up a stool. I thought the damn thing would break with that much weight pushing it to its limits.
I introduced myself, and he said "Hi, I'm big Chuck, you must be new since everyone knows me around here".
"Yep" I said... "What can I get you?"
"I'll have an iced tea" he said as he put his can of Copenhagen chew on the bar.
I got him his tea and after he paid, he tipped me $20.00. Yeah, a $20 buck tip for a glass of tea. He said that was so I would remember him.
As the day went on, he hung out and bullshitted with me and some of the other staff. And of course it seemed like every five minutes another hot babe was coming over to say hi and drool over him.
At one point he stuffed his pie hole with a "Big Chuck burrito"... Seriously, this was not on the menu, it was custom made for him and must have weighed 6 pounds.
When he was done, he crammed a big wad of chew into his mouth and used a glass cup to spit in...
But that didn't stop the chicks from coming. The more rude he was, the more disgusting he was, it didn't phase the ladies one bit. Girls would do anything to be around him.
"What The Fuck Man..."
After he left I couldn't take it any more. After all, I'm no Fabio, but I'm also a hell of a lot better looking than this asshole.
Sure, I could get laid (Alright I admit, I had to get them drunk first or settle fat chicks)...
But I NEVER had girls THAT hot chasing after me like this guy did...
He didn't have to play any stupid games like most guys...
He didn't have to spend months learning any "Seduction" secrets from the guru's...
He didn't have to learn how to be "cocky and funny"... in fact he was a straight up dick!
He didn't have to dress to impress, or stay in shape...
He didn't have to be polite or respectful, in fact women opened the door for HIM...
He didn't have to have a monster cock or be a good lover, quite frankly he doesn't give a shit if they "got theirs" or not...
And yet the girls keep coming back, if not begging him for more. Whenever he wants his knob polished, all he has to do is practically snap his fingers.
"What the hell is his secret..."
After Big Chuck left the building, I asked another bartender what the story was.
He's freakin looooaaded. He's got more money and free time than he knows what to do with.
So he spends all his time getting laid by just about any women he wants, because he knows deep down, women will do anything for a guy with money and power no matter what.
Let's face it... We're men and we're hard wired in the brain to have ONE primary drive in life...
"GET LAID AS OFTEN AS POSSIBLE..."
Doesn't matter if you're single and trying to fuck everything that moves...
Or if you're married and committed to one person...
At the end of the day we all want to pound the punanni pavement.
Also, it's a known fact that women's brains are hard wired to be attracted to men with money and power.
This goes back all the way to caveman days. The Alfa Male always gets all the pussy.
This is because he was the best provider for everything the cave bitches wanted... Having the biggest cave on the hill, the best animal hides for clothing, and the best food to eat.
"How To Get All The Tight, Hot, Ass
You Could Ever Handle..."
Listen, when you're a bartender you see a lot of things and meet a lot of people. And I paid attention.
The last club I worked in was a swanky high end nightclub in Palm Springs California. Hell, a fricken beer cost $8.00.
This place had even more hot women than the last place I worked in... And there where quite a few men with money that would come in too.
One guy in particular, was named Chris... And he always had AT LEAST 6 of the hottest chicks you've ever seen in your life catering to his every need.
He wasn't what most people would call a handsome man. He was kinda short and pudgy, and he dressed like a slob. But that didn't stop him from being a pussy electro-magnet.
When he walked in, I could be surrounded by hundreds of people that needed to be served, but I served him first.
Some people would get mad because he cut to the front of the line and they would start yelling at me.
I would just turn to them and say "You wanna know why he goes first... See this hundred dollar bill in my hand, THAT'S MY TIP... You tip like that and you'll go first too".
Over the years I met a quite a few people like Chris and Big Chuck. Some guys were old, some were young, but they all had loads of cash and got laid whenever they wanted.
To be honest I was jealous...
I mean shit, here I am slinging drinks for a living and catering to these rich pricks, while they get to live the Playboy lifestyle that rivals the man himself,
Up to this point, I normally minded my own business. But now, I was fed up. I wanted to taste the good life and live like it up like these guys did.
I wanted the magical ability to screw any woman I wanted, whenever I wanted, and I wanted an endless supply of cash on demand.
So one day on my day off, I was downtown taking a walk, and decided to go grab some lunch and a beer at a local pub.
As I was sitting at the bar I noticed Chris sitting at a table with his laptop, having a beer. I figured he was probably playing computer games or something since he was pretty young.
So I got up, walked over, and said "Hey Chris, whatcha playing?"
He said "I'm not playing, I'm actually working".
I thought to myself "Holy crap man! Must be nice, sit in a bar, have a beer, and call it work". (I actually thought he was a rich kid with a big trust fund)
"Chris, I know we don't know each other very well except from the club... but do you mind if I ask what do you do?"
"Sure man, buy me another beer and have a seat" he said.
What happened next shocked me...
He told me he wasn't always rich. In fact he said he used to be a plumber for a sewer and drain cleaning company.
Basically, he spent all day knee deep in shit... literally.
But about a year and a half back he stumbled across a website that showed average Joe's like us how to make money online, the easy way.
He also showed me how he made more money in a month than I did in an entire year.
Hell, I didn't even know that was possible.
Then, he showed me how much "Work" he did... and that was basically checking his overstuffed bank account, and answering a few emails.
"You gotta be shittin me dude... that's it?"
"Yep" he said... "Crazy isn't it!"
"OK, so how can I get a piece of this action" I asked.
He told me to go check out a website that had some free video by a couple of guys making well over $100,000.00 A MONTH and that would explain everything.
Needless to say I jammed home as fast as I could to watch the free video...
And just like Chris said, I WAS FLOORED by what I discovered. It actually seemed TOO easy that I didn't believe it could be true.
But after thinking, "Hell, I've got nothing to lose"... I decided to take a crack at what the video said to do.
And to my surprise... THIS SHIT ACTUALLY WORKED!
It's only been a few short months since Chris let me in on his secret, and I checked out the video you're about to watch...
And all I can say is this...
I no longer sling drinks for a living. I live life on my terms. I do what I want, with whoever I want, whenever I want... because money is not an issue for me anymore.
And the best part is...
"I get more pussy now than I
ever have in my life!"
In fact, that last chick I shaboinked was smokin hot. She's a 5'9" blond bombshell from Latvia, 8 years younger than me.
Plump natural tits so perfect they actually look fake...
The best ass I've ever seen... so tight you could bounce a quarter off it...
160 pounds of solid muscle... When I had my face buried in her sweet pie she could have snapped my neck with those powerful thighs...
And ooohhh man is she flexible! My favorite was doing the "Pile driver" after tossing her from the bed to the floor.
To top it off, the next morning she had cleaned my house and breakfast was waiting... It's good to be the king.
If she's lucky, I might have her over again. We'll see.
All I know is that's a much better "Happy ending" than you get from the Asian massage parlor.
Do you want to be the king?
Do you want more pussy than you can shake a stick at without having to beg and plead or play the stupid seduction game?
Then just click the link below. There you'll find a FREE VIDEO showing how you too can get money and live the lifestyle of your dreams...
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PS- In case you think that money doesn't matter... YOU ALWAYS PAY FOR PUSSY.
I don't care if you're going to a brothel...
Or if you're taking girls out on dates...
Or even if you're married...
In one way or another, YOU'RE PAYING FOR IT...
...And you get what you pay for my friend. Yeah, riding a moped might be fun, but you don't want your friends to see you riding one... or riding a fat chick.
If you want to ride a custom chopper, it takes money. And if you want to ride some primo tail, it'll cost you as well.
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