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The Best Hangover Cure For International Playboys

So after years of un-official case study, I am going to tell you about The Best Hangover Cure For International Playboys. And when I say “Hangover”, I am not talking about that weesh movie where Mike Tyson was the only saving grace either.

Well it is more of a “Hangover Prevention” than a hangover cure, but that is neither here nor there. The outcome is the same.

But first a little context:

Over the years, I have messed with every hangover cure or hangover prevention out there. Hell, I meet a complete stranger on the street that has a hangover cure, I give it a shot.

I have even tried Robert Mitchum’s, Frank Sinatra’s and Jim Morrison’s favorite hangover cure: The Ramos Gin Fizz. (a mix of gin, egg white, orange flower water, lemon juice, lime juice, sugar, cream, and soda water.)

None of them work.

I also want to give you an idea of what kind of drinker I am, because there are a lot of fools out there that claim to be “drinkers” and they only throw down 6 drinks per night and they are crying in the morning.

Where I come from and the circles I roll in, we drink. Heavy. I have typically 4 heavy duty Vodka, Sodas with Lime before I even leave my crib for dinner.

Then at dinner, I usually wack down another 3-4 Vodka, Sodas with Lime and another 2-3 Glasses of Vino Tinto.

So I am anywhere between 9-11 Drinks deep before I have even really rolled out into the night.

And then I start to really get live. I usually push into the 15-20 drinks in a night level by swoops end.

At The Del Mar Race Track, it can get beyond that. And since I am in A State of Grace With Alcohol And Fitness, I am almost sober. Well, acting sober anyways.

I may stumble, but I still don’t lose. Now I’m dressed in the county blues.

Keep in mind, I do this 3-5 nights per week. Non-stop.

So what I am getting at is this is a legit Hangover Prevention move.

Here it is:

When you get back to your crib with a fly girl at 3:30-4am or so, drink a big glass of water with one of these:

Take one of these Playboy: Now Foods, ADAM Superior Men’s Multiple Vitamin

You will never get hungover again. If I was over at Now Foods, I would repackage these as a “Hangover Cure” instead of a Multi-vitamin, they would probably make more dough.

I even started giving these to girls so they feel good in the morning as well and so they are ready for some heavy duty morning sessions.

Side note:

Dean Martin said his hangover cure was to “Stay Drunk”.

That has also been known to work.

The Rest is Up to You…

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

Diana Ross – Love Hangover, Live on The Midnight Special 1976

A State of Grace With Alcohol And Fitness

“I’ll be Jackie Flannery and you’ll be Terry Noonan.”

I might be having the best summer of my life.

One of the reasons is I have been living in a A State of Grace With Alcohol And Fitness for almost two months straight.

I have been going out each week 3-5 nights. Well, I am kind of lying, I don’t think I have gone out as little as 3 nights in a week yet.

And I booze heavy. And I feel phenomenal.

Here is how to achieve A State of Grace With Alcohol And Fitness:

1. Drink Vodka and Soda with a lime. Top Shelf only. This is the cleanest cocktail you can drink. It’s what the pros drink.

2. With dinner, I always have in front of me, a Vodka and Soda with a lime, a glass of Vino, and a water. If you round robin those three, you will get into the zone.

3. Avoid heavy shot taking. You can do a few if the situation calls for it, but avoid doing 10 shots in a night.

4. Wack down double espressos after your meals. It prevents cirrhosis of the liver.

5. Get your workouts in. 2 1/2 hours a day minimum. I have been off Boxing for a while. My shoulder started “clicking” a little at The Wildcard Gym, because I was throwing my jab with so much authority. Lately, I have been getting in my roadwork, shadow boxing a little, working on footwork, Doing Pushups, and swimming for an hour a day. Mad underwater laps. And swooping mad fly girls.

If you do this, you will find yourself in A State of Grace where you can party all night and maintain great shape.

In fact, partying non-stop is more of a mental challenge for me than a physical challenge.

Last Friday night, my mind actually “scrambled” for a minute. I straight up lost it. My mind that is, not my Game. I had to jump into a Gentleman’s Club to clear my head.

I guess it’s just a thought, though my mind is kinda hazy, my name is Michael, baby.

Later this week, I will tell you about the Greatest Hangover Cure in The World.

The sh*t works. Trust me, it is not one of those BS hangover cures that everyone is always yapping about.

It’s legit.

I’m living in A State of Grace and it’s a f*cked up place. I’ll put my Game in your face.

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The Rest is Up to You…

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

Justin Warfield – K Sera Sera

The First Two Things I Do When I Get To A New City

Whenever I arrive in a new city to chop up and swoop fly girls, I do two things first:

1. Lockdown A Bartender

When I first arrive in a new city, I like to set up a Base of Operations. And what better place for a Base, than a bar. Or even better, a restaurant bar.

I always lockdown a bartender first. This way, I know I can set up shop and get my drinks quick. I can gather some intel on the city as well. Grease well.

2. Lockdown a Driver

The second thing I will do is Lockdown a driver. Limo, town car or cab.

This way, I don’t have to mess around with directions, parking, DUI’s etc.

And I can focus on what I need to do.

And when I say “what I need to do”, I mean swoop fly girls.

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The Rest is Up to You…

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

Cheryl Lynn – Shake It Up Tonight (1981)

One Hundred Push Ups In A Row

A while back, I wrote one of the most innovative pieces of all time on fitness called Entering The Dragon.

I am mildly surprised that it didn’t revolutionize the entire fitness industry. But that is neither here nor there.

Anyways, I recently came across a site called One Hundred Push Ups.

Basically, it is a 6 week program where you progressively do more push ups until you can reach one hundred in a row. Make sense?

Well, I just completed it fool.

I did it with a little “G Manifesto Twist” of course.

First off, I took 8 weeks to complete it. This was mostly because I was Boxing and swimming a lot. And I was hung over tons of days.

Most days are broken up into 5 sets of push ups per day. I would do it like this:

1st set: Narrow Push Up (for lack of a better term).

2nd set: Wide Push Up

3rd set: Incline Push Up

4th set: Decline Push Up

5th set: Standard Push Up

This is a good way to do it. (On the days with more sets, just double up.)

Also, I would do it while I was getting my road work in. I just so happen to be in a city with mad beautiful parks, so I would just stop and knock them out on the concrete.

A couple side notes:

I have been doing push ups since I was a kid. My Dad used to make me do them before going to school each day.

Push ups, Sit ups and Pull ups, have been a staple of my work out routine my whole life. I set my high school sit up record, which still stands to this day.

Always remember to breathe.

The final day was actually pretty core.

I banged out the first 50 pretty easily. The next 20 were tough. The next ten were harder. The next ten were deadly. The next five were mental. The next four were core. The last one, I almost thought I couldn’t do.

But I am not the type to get to the one yard line and not finish.

Great headrush. Like Drugs.

Keep in mind, many people have pulled this off.

But what I would like to know is how many of those cats completed the program while smoking three packs of cigarettes per day, and partying and swooping girls till 7am many nights?

Hell, I was up till 7am swooping a fly French Moroccan Girl the night before I busted the hundred.

May guess would be very few.

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The Rest is Up to You…

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

The Ultimate Revenge

“The secret of success is making your vocation your vacation.” – Mark Twain

One thing I have learned in life is that success is The Ultimate Revenge on your rivals. That also includes anyone that has ever doubted you, held you back, or tried to slow you down.

I would like to say I don’t feel pleasure when my rivals feel pain, but I do. And it is pure torture for them when I travel the world, swoop fly girls and do it while smoking cigarettes and wearing Custom Suits when they have to sit in their cars in hellish commutes or trap themselves in excruciating relationships with weesh girls.

“Success” however must be defined differently for everyone.

Personally, I don’t play the Game of “who ever has the most money wins”. That is a losing Game to play.

Money only gets you so far. I would rather have time and freedom at the cost of a little money.

In fact, I don’t know too many out there that make as much scratch as I do and works as little as I do. It’s a good niche that International Playboys have, and they mostly fall into two camps:

1) Cats who travel tons but stay in hostels and have no cake or

2) Cats with tons of cake but no time or freedom.

Me?

I have cake and freedom.

You seek enlightenment, you can be my disciple.

Success for me is having:

Freedom
Time
Mobility
Cash

Because no matter what anyone tells you, the cat who spends his time swooping topless girls at the beach, wins The Game of Life.

The rest is just bullsh*t.

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The Rest is Up to You…

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

Bobby Womack – I Wish He Didn’t Trust Me So Much

Summer Preparation and Practice

People are always coming up to me on Los Calles y Las Avenidas of the world and asking me, “Yo, Michael, how do you get to a new city in summertime and within a month you are the #1 Ranked player in the whole city?”

Great question.

It comes down to Preparation and Practice.

Here was my Summertime Preparation formula:

1. Yoga. I hit up the Yoga Steez heavy in preparation for summer. This got my body back in order for the brutal lifestyle of an International Playboy. Read these data sheets on the subject:

Yoga Game Part One: First Class

Yoga Game Part Two: Yoga Mat Street Game

Yoga Game Part Three: Changing Me

Yoga Game Part Four: Yoga Swoop

2. Boxing. Again, I hit up the boxing heavy in preparation for summer. And why not hit up the best goddamn boxing gym in the whole world, right? Wild Card Boxing Club, Hollywood, CA: It Ain’t Easy

3. Language Lessons. I got a French tutor and hit up the French heavy. Real cute and sweet girl too. I kept it professional in case you are wondering. Language Lessons.

4. Massage. Ever since I injured my back when I lost my passport in Spain, I have had a beautiful blonde Russian girl come to my crib once a week for a massage. No therapeutic release in case you are wondering.

I did try to keep this one professional for as long as I could. I swear.

This is the kind of preparation you need to do for Summertime Success.

That and Practice. And yeah, I do mean practice.

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The Rest is Up to You…

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

The Impressions-I’m So Proud

Yoga Game Part Four: Yoga Swoop

“I remember you in The Godfather. And I remember you beat up some guy with the garbage cans or whatever the story was, but you’re not a tough guy. You may think you’re a tough guy because you’re wacked out of your mind on coke, but you’re just an asshole in flip-flops.” – Jon Roberts to actor James Caan.

“I didn’t care if what I did was respected by society or not. My idea of a party was a bunch of Playboy Bunnies on Quaaludes in the back room of the Forge.” – Jon Roberts, American Desperado

“He made a new table for us in the middle of the restaurant, and we finished breakfast all by ourselves. I felt invincible. There I was, twenty-two, and I’d just f*cked James Bond’s girlfriend in the toilet.” - Jon Roberts

So I am chilling outside the Yoga class waiting for it to start and I am reading the most “un-Yoga” book of all time: American Desperado.

I am reading about how Jon Roberts, who you may know from Cocaine Cowboy’s Fame is talking about skinning people alive in Vietnam when a fly girl sits down next to me and says, “hello”. I am pseudo-startled and I was so entrenched in reading stories about the correct way to gut someone so their intestines popping out like “Jiffy Pop”.

I say “Hello” back and continue reading.

The fly girl then says, “What are you reading?”

I am thinking to myself, “That is my line!”

And respond, “American Desperado, it’s pretty good”.

I put my book down and commence to Game spitting as I can tell it’s on. Although, who knows with these Yoga girls.

Class begins. It’s a “warm restorative class” so I definitely enjoy it.

I am waiting for the fly girl I was talking to before class to just get up and split, but she waits around for me to get all my stuff together.

We walk outside.

“Where do you live?”, I say.

“Just a few blocks that way”, she responds.

“Cool, I will walk you home”, I reply.

“Great”, says with a smile.

We roll towards her house, and I can tell that she is down. However, my Game is way subdued. Minimal aggression. If this was a girl I met at a club, I probably would have swooped her in Public by now.

But instead, I am just chilling, responding with a lot of “yeah, that is so cool” and “yeah, that is so beautiful”. I almost want to slap myself for being such a Yoga dork.

However, I get myself out of my Yoga stupor for a minute, and say, “You should come with me to Sushi on Saturday night”. She thinks that is a great idea.

I walk her to her condo and Number Crunch.

Fast forward to Saturday night.

I use the Three Point First Date Swoop Move to a T.

Finally. The Yoga Monkey is off my back.

There really is something to the Yoga thing.

The Rest is Up to You…

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

Jeffrey Osborne – Stay With Me Tonight

Yoga Game Part Three: Changing Me

So I have been to about four of five of these Yoga classes so far. It’s pretty dope.

I haven’t swooped any girls yet, but the ratios are mindblowing and there have been some pretty fly girls.

I feel good from it, and it’s a pretty decent workout. I feel centered.

However, I kind of feel like this stuff is kind of making me a little “peace and love” which is a drastic change from my default gear of “Violence and Sex”.

I think I need to spar tomorrow to make sure this doesn’t change me too much.

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The Rest is Up to You…

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

Jeffrey Osborne – On The Wings Of Love (1982)

Yoga Game Part Two: Yoga Mat Street Game

So I kind of dig this whole Yoga thing. It makes my back feel better and I think it actually helps my boxing.

I decide to buy a Yoga mat.

On my way walking to my class, mat in hand, I notice girls are smiling at me.

Normally, I am a nightmare walking, psychopath stalking, and girls clutch their purses tighter when I roll down the street.

Number Crunch at the corner with a little Street Game.

Yeah, I think there really is something to this Yoga thing in the modern day world.

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The Rest is Up to You…

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

Ice-T – I’m Your Pusher

Wild Card Boxing Club, Hollywood, CA: It Ain’t Easy

“When I was a young fellow I was knocked down plenty. I wanted to stay down, but I couldn’t. I had to collect the two dollars for winning or go hungry. I had to get up. I was one of those hungry fighters. You could have hit me on the chin with a sledgehammer for five dollars. When you haven’t eaten for two days you’ll understand.” – Jack Dempsey

“I hated every minute of training, but I said, “Don’t quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion.” – Muhammad Ali

Many people think I spend all my time in nightclubs, Gentleman’s Clubs, Restaurants, on Planes, getting Custom Suits Made and at Topless Beaches swooping fly girls during summertime.

I have to admit, there is some truth to that. Especially the swooping fly girls at Topless Beaches in summertime thing.

However, what many don’t know is that I usually take a month off from the difficult lifestyle of an International Playboy and get back to my roots. And when I say, “get back to my roots” I mean spending a month in Hollywood, in a small apartment, with no car, and go to The Wild Card Boxing Club, Hollywood, CA every day, all day.

I literally live on Vine Street. Minus a few trips to Beverly Hills to work on a little “project” I have going on. I did this in March and April this year.

I get real “street”. Every day I wake up go to the gym, chill for a while, then come back and workout or spar. I don’t wear Custom Suits until the weekend comes. And I swoop a little fly Mexicana girl I know from the hood some nights. Other nights I just stretch and read. Real soulful.

If you have never been to The Wild Card Boxing Club, the place is crazy. It’s small. It is about the size of four boxing rings (it has two boxing rings). There are about 100 people in there at any given time. The place has unbelievable characters. The intensity is off the charts. It is a straight up Madhouse.

But truth be told, I feel more at home in The Wild Card Boxing Club than almost anywhere in the world. I straight up love the place. It keeps me grounded. It keeps me humble. Freddie Roach might be the coolest cat in all of America. His MOM is a sweetheart. Pepper is funny as hell. All the regulars are cool as hell and are always helpful. All the pros are mad cool. Manny is The Man. The trainers are dope as hell. I love the energy and vibe. And even though I am basically at the bottom of the totem pole there (I am being humble as usual, I am really not at the bottom, more like a significant level below the Pros and real fighters), I do earn people’s Respect there, and that is really all that matters.

In fact, I think I will make at least a two week pilgrimage to The Wild Card Boxing Club for the rest of my life, no matter where on the globe my travels take me.

I probably won’t be going this summer to The Wild Card Boxing Club, but I do have plans to hit up another legendary boxing gym in another city. I typically do this when I travel.

Now that I think about this, this would be a great idea for a TV show: Have cameras follow me around the globe going to different Boxing Gyms. They could also follow me going to different tailors I know and get Custom Suits made. If it is a beachtown, I could bust some cutbacks and get shacked at some dope surf spots and swoop Topless girls at the Beach.

That would easily be the dopest show on TV. Maybe put it on HBO so we could show Topless girls. It’s kind of crazy that I just came up with this idea and no one else has.

I probably would want to wear a ski mask to keep me low profile.

I don’t want to jeopardize this whole “International Playboy thing” I got going on, after all.

Thoughts?

Photo credits:

Robert Gallagher And Michael Porfirio Mason.

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The Rest is Up to You…

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

The History of Wild Card Boxing Club With Mickey Rourke