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The Vanishing Act

» 21 October 2012 » In Dope, G Manifesto » 15 Comments

The Vanishing Act

Law 16: Use Absence to Increase Respect and Honor

Too much circulation makes the price go down: The more you are seen and heard from, the more common you appear. If you are already established in a group, temporary withdrawal from it will make you more talked about, even more admired. You must learn when to leave. Create value through scarcity.Robert Greene, The 48 Laws of Power

Every now and then, I pull a little “Vanishing Act”, so to speak.

“Well, I’m Mike G, and I’m back from the dead, Chilling at the beach, down at Club Med” – Mike D

I actually had to pull a Vanishing Act this summer, as I was out raging almost every night and swooping fly girls in Montreal.

Side Note I: Montreal Data Sheets coming. Real detailed ones too, not like those wack ones other weesh cats out there put out. Let’s face it, outside of The G Manifesto, the Internet is basically just a bunch of vague bullsh*t where people don’t break sh*t down.

A “Vanishing Act” is a good move every now and then. People will constantly talk about you which in turn, increases your influence. It also casts a shadow of mystery over you; which is paramount while living The International Playboy lifestyle.

The funny thing is I also pulled a “Vanishing Act” on the Internet as well. I just did some checking and all the “Manosphere Bloggers”* couldn’t seem to shut up about me while I was gone.

That’s because I am the Truest, name one Internet writer that I haven’t influenced?

A lot of talk about me, laugh behind my back, but in my face, a bunch of well wishers, friendly acting, envy hiding snakes.

And the pigs on the street treat cats like me like Frank Nitti or Machine Gun Kelly.

“All these rumors, spreading like tumors, Gossip and lies, Exaggerated reports of my demise, And if you believed ‘em, Well then you got gassed, The media deceived em’, Just like in the past” – Everlast

But that is ok, I’m going continue to kick the sh*t you need to learn though, and start spitting that stuff that makes your soul burn slow.

Side Note II: * I have always hated the term “Manosphere”, and it is not my language to use that term. To me, it sounds like some kind of Gay Nightclub in Amsterdam, or something. But that is neither here nor there.

The Vanishing Act also gives you some time to take care of some “family business” and stack some paper.

Which just so happens to be exactly what I did while getting ready for my attack moves this winter in some warmer climes.

The Vanishing Act: look into it.

As you know, I know nothing in life but to be legit, but don’t quote me boy, because as usual, I am not saying sh*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

Straight Outta: Locash

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The Best Hangover Cure For International Playboys

» 29 July 2012 » In Dope, G Manifesto, Girls, Guide, Nightlife, Style, Wine » 53 Comments

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

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How To Swoop Girls In Public

» 28 February 2012 » In Dope, G Manifesto, Game, Girls, Guide, Travel » 3 Comments

How To Swoop Girls In Public

For the last few years, almost every girl I have swooped, I have swooped in public at some point (or multiple points, so to speak).

This is something I have been into since I was a young cub, but lately it is become almost an addiction.

Here are some keys to victory for the fight to remember:

1. It is easier to swoop girls in public in warmer climes. This is easy for me since I spend almost all my time in America in Southern California and South Florida. And when I travel Internationally, I am always where the sun is shining bright. Hell, I usually spend my summer swooping Topless Girls at The Beach. Warmer weather means less clothes you have to take off. Or lift up.

2. On that note, always tell girls when they come to meet you to wear high heels and a skirt. If a girl meets me with Ugg Boots and skinny jeans, I don’t care how fly she is, I am ditching her. I have an image to uphold after all. And I have to draw the line somewhere.

3. Find a good spot. The beach. A park. An alley. A Mediterranean courtyard or Veranda. Use “views” to your advantage. Read A View To A Swoop, for a full breakdown.

4. Swoop. Just bust it out. Keep an eye out for Cops though. Especially in The California Police State.

5. This will get girls sprung. Remember to Un-Pick up 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

009 Sound System – Space And Time

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The Greatest Moment in California Smoking Ban History

» 27 September 2010 » In Boxing, Dope, People » 2 Comments

The Greatest Moment in California Smoking Ban History

Cigarette smoker, Ricardo Mayorga celebrates in style after dispatching the late, great non-smoker Vernon Forrest in California:

The Greatest Athletes in the World Share one thing in common: Smoking

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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

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Fame VS Game in Newport Beach

» 30 May 2010 » In Game, Girls, hip hop, Style, Travel » 5 Comments

Fame VS Game in Newport Beach

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There is a lot of talk out there today about Fame VS Game. Although, I exist in the shadows, shun the spotlight and value my privacy (especially in my line of work), and a huge proponent of Game, I have had some run-ins with Fame.

Let me drop a little freestyle:

MC in Newport Beach

Back when I was a puerile pro-type G, I was partying at a nightclub in Newport Beach. Most likely in those days, I was there all vato’d out, moving some beans like an accountant. It was a typical Newport Beach night; fly girls, wack guys, weesh nightspot. You know the pill.

Anyways, I think there was some wack band (a real tragedy, and I don’t mean Juice Crew, I mean what the word defines) performing or some crap, I can’t really remember, and thankfully, there was a lull in the action. During this “lull”, the DJ surprisingly enough, started spinning a pretty dope beat. My running partner at the time and I both had a light bulb go off at the exact same time.

We both jumped on stage, grabbed the Mic’s and started moving the crowd with lyrical flows, flavor loops like Toucan Sam, iller, and started catching wreck like Godliza:

“Now to the peeps in the back, if you’re not the wack, say
[don't stop with the body rock]
Now all the people in the front, if you’re ready to bump, say
[don't stop with the body rock] “

My running partner and I were busting freestyle raps, precious like artifacts.

We were putting “the hip” in “hop” and the “don’t” in “stop” and the clips in glocks
and rock boxing your block.

The mad matador of metaphor ripped the hard core for him and his, them and theirs, and you and yours.

We even dropped some lyrics about Taco Shops and Quesadillas with extra Guac.

Whenever I would run out of lyrics, I would just bust some old Big Daddy Kane:

“Rappers stepping to me,
they want to get some,
But I’m the G, so yo, you know the outcome, Another victory, They can’t get with me,
So pick a BC date cause you’re history”

And so on.

Keep in mind, this was Newport Beach; it was probably one of the first times people even heard Hip-Hop. There was minimal risk of anyone noticing I was biting lyrics.

At first there was stunned looks on the faces of the crowd, but as my running partner and I were flowing back and forth with style unseen since the days of a young Ad-Rock and Mike D, and interspersing shout outs to our crew, we started to move the crowd.

That is, until the club owner pulled the plug. (I guess the wack band coming on next was getting bitter that we cold served them.)

My running partner and I then jumped off the stage into the crowd and a curious thing happened: We were literally mobbed and I mean mobbed by girls. Introductions, hugs and kisses all around. It was kind of ill. We were Eminem before Em was Marshall Mathers.

Thinking back, I am surprised I didn’t forgo my budding Standover career for a career in Hip-Hop. Financially, with all the problems the music industry is having these days; I think I made the correct decision.

But swooping girls wise, I am not so certain.

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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

Raekwon – Wallys And Pringles

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Language Lessons

» 31 March 2010 » In Game, Nightlife, Style, Travel » 14 Comments

Language Lessons

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Here is another great move for the upwardly mobile International Playboy on the rise:

It’s no secret that learning phrases in foreign languages greatly ups your chances for swooping fly International girls. For instance, I know how to say, “How about you and your girlfriend come to my crib, drink some champagne and take a bubble bath with me” in like 15 different languages.

However, to really get some traction, you are going to need to learn some fluency. The best way to do this? Get a private tutor.

Being that I like to get the most Bang for my Buck (and I don’t mean Roosh’s book Bang either, or maybe I do) I have been going with Spanish tutors.

This is also a great way to spend your time in America between International Strikes. (Side note: I am extremely bearish on American Nightlife and American Girls these days. And I am extremely bullish on International Nightlife and International Girls.)

Obviously, I don’t have to tell you that your private tutor should be female, young and fly.
Once you get her lined up for lessons, play it like you would meet any other fly girl: Go Suited Down, meet at a dope restaurant, drink wine, and spark up grits.

I have found that the best way to do this is to stay real professional during the lesson, peel off whatever she is charging you for the hour off a huge Bankroll (statement making move) and invite her afterwards for drinks. If you have Telenovela good looks like your humble author, she should respond affirmatively. From there, The Rest is up To You.

The best part about this move is:

1. You can swoop your tutor
2. You are learning a language to help you swoop more girls
3. You can smoke and drink while doing it
4. It’s a great “launch pad” for your night

A Classic “Win-Win-Win-Win” scenario.

This has been so effective for me that I have considered getting tutors in Italian, French, Portuguese, Mandarin, Catalan, Fukienese and Croatian.

Hell, I have even thought about getting an English tutor and going with that fake foreigner steez.

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

Luis Enrique – Yo No Se Mañana

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Birthday Game and Swooping Girls

» 25 August 2009 » In Dope, Game, Girls » 7 Comments

Birthday Game and Swooping Girls

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Bang: More Lays In 60 Days

It is no secret that your Birthday is one of the easiest days/nights to swoop girls out of the year. There is something about Birthdays that make Ladies go Gaga. Me? I don’t care about Birthdays. What am I? Six years old? Can’t wait to get a Rubik’s Cube? No. To me, it’s just another night to swoop fly girls.

For whatever reason, it doesn’t matter how long you have known a girl, Birthday’s are known to be an extremely strong aphrodisiac.

In fact, I think the only Birthday I didn’t swoop at least one girl was my 21st Birthday, when rolled with my old-school crew. I got completely faded, and ended up puking my guts out in front of crack house after getting haymaker’d 21 times on my shoulder by one of my best droogs.

Thankfully, these days, I play my Birthday a little more smooth.

Typically, I call over girls to my crib on my Birthday “day” for two hour intervals, and bang them out accordingly.

Birthday “night” is a whole different story.

Common Birthday Game Theory suggests going out with a bunch of friends for pro-bono dinners and clubs and wack Bottle Service.

And your “friends” leading every female conversation with “It’s his birthday!” pointing to you and putting you, intentionally or not, on blast. This is usually followed by a shot bloodbath and too many high fives and hugs for your own good. Possibly, some terrible “heart to heart” conversation with someone.

Not smooth.

As you know by now, The G Manifesto is not about “common theory”.

Here is, in my opinion, the best way to play it:

Roll out Dolo.

Never mention it’s your Birthday until you have isolated the girl (or girls if you are Pulling a Vicky Cristina) you want to swoop.

Use a good isolation place: Cliff overlooking a beach, urban parkscape, or smooth lounge bar.

Bust a Double Cigarette Light Move (for style points)

Then tell the girl it’s your Birthday.

She won’t believe you at first.

Show ID.

Close Deal.

Works every time.

It works so good, that I have been toying with the idea of getting 365 fake ID’s made, so my “Birthday” can be every night.

I will keep you updated on the progress.

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Bang: More Lays In 60 Days

Rest in Peace Ted Kennedy.

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

Jeremih – Birthday Sex

Crocodiles attacks

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