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My action packed weekend!

My action packed weekend!

by Matt Savage

If there is one element in the pick up artist world that I feel creates the most attraction, I would say it is the ability to tell good stories. I just recently began reading the memoirs of Casanova, The History of My Life, and though I am only 100 pages into it (out of 7,000) it has quickly become clear to me that one of Casanova’s main appeals is that not only did he have great stories but he was great at telling them too. So, how does one even get great stories to begin with? Simple, go on adventures and try new things.

This weekend I had some great opportunities to add to my collection of stories. The first thing was going to a Guns N’ Roses concert. I was on the floor in front of the stage rocking out to one of the greatest 80s bands in history. The whole concert was about as intense as you could get and I savored every bit of it. I didn’t even get home until 3:30 in the morning.

The next day, after struggling through work, I was off to my buddy’s lake house in upstate New York, where me and some old high school friends would have the time of our lives. One of the key story moments of this trip was when we decided to go run naked into the freezing cold lake in the darkness of night. In the process of jumping into the lake I twisted my ankle which later swelled up to the size of a football. Now, if that is not good story material, I don’t know what is. All I have to do now is be able to tell it in an engaging and entertaining way.

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