Thought this would be a good motivating and ego building thread! See how far weve all come!

Im sure almost everyone can remember their 1st proper set. Well now its time to recall that cornerstone in your life and tell us your first FR!!

I will go first:

Me and my wing are standing outside of a couple of clubs and i spot a 2 set. A HB 8.5 and an UG 5. I toy with the 3 second rule (which i have grown to love so much) and after about 30 seconds I decide to open. The two set are outside smoking (smoking is banned indoors here) and they are leaning against a wall next to the entrence door of the bar they just came out of.

I walk as if im walking to the door, and turn just after i pass them and shoot my opener.
[This is probably what i did]:
I walked directly at them and turned my angle when they noticed me as to look as if im on my way into the club. I turn to them and stare blindly at the HB and catch myself and force myself to hold eye contact with the UG. So much is going through my head its hard to keep up with whats going on.

Me: "Hey do you guys know any good clubs to go to around here"
HB: Jibba blah blah
(i know CRINGE)

I quickly notice her Irish accent, the look on her face is a 'hmm lets see what tricks this monkey can entertain me with' sorta look. Shes leaning against the wall smoking all cool like crossing one arm over her chest.

'Fuck fuck'

I shoot stupid questions like "oh awsome! your from Ireland! Why are you in singapore"

"Im here visiting my brother"

I totally had rapport seeking bodylanguage and couldnt hold eye contact with the UG.

"Awsome so you guys go to uni in Ireland"
"Yeha we do, were room mates"
"cool, guess a number between 1-10"
"what?"
"pick a number!"
"Oh ok urm..,"

"haha ok look at me...yes...seven."
[very slightly amusment showing on her face, more of a grunt then a amazed yelp you would normally expect]
"Your right, how did you know that"
"Its a psycology trick i learnt at my uni" (I had just graduated high-school, i could feel the hole getting deeper)

"Oh really! I do psyc at uni and ive never heard of anything like that" (smile creeping on her face)


'Fuck fuck fuck.'

"yeah its a trick my buddy showed me." (Panic conveyed through my eyes and voice) 'fuck'.
"oh ok."
"Anyway my friend over there is waiting around for me, i gota get back to him."
"ok bye."
"Nice meeting you"

That night i went home and wrote down everything that i LEGITIMATELY did in my life. Never lied in pick-up to that extent again.

Ok guys shoot!

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Ratio theroy...

You never lied so I don't see the problem, and even if you do, so what?

lol mine is the worst. I'll make it short

1. 1st day of senior year of highschool i see this hot new girl at school.

2. So 3 days later (lmao) i finally get the nerve to talk to her after class and she seemed really nice and was sorta into me i felt.

3. So another 2 days later haha i just randomly come up to her and ask for her number without saying anything else :/ she was like um yea ok, and it was my first number close but I felt so weird about it...

4. Never talked to her again even tho she was in my class haha o well lesson learned...

haha, well i haven't had many sets, being rather new to the game and whatnot, but that just makes the first even fresher in the mind

this will probably get long, cuz i can't tell a short story to save my life, but its a good one, i promise



my HS soccer team was at a tourney a few hours away, and we had just played a game, and were going back to the hotel room, and getting out of the bus, i noticed like 8ish girls looking out a window at us. i'm in no way the alpha male of my team. i don't start, but i'm probably 12 or 13 out of 22.

so i hop into my room, and hopped in the shower, and my roommate turned on the heater. i guess it started smoking or something, cuz the fire alamr went off. i had no idea what was going on, and i was like shit, grabbed a towel, wrapped it around my waist, picked up my cloths, and ran out of the room. as soon as i got out the door, i turned, and saw all 8 of the girls, and most of my team, looking to see what was wrong.

i was like 'shit, the set is fucked now, so i'll just have some fun' so i said "no need to panic. a rapist was hiding in our room, trying to merc me. so i lit him on fire, and pushed him out the window. he got most of my cloths though the team found it hilarious, cuz we had been talkin about rapists earlier, so it was funny for the time. one of those 'had to be there things'

i ended up puttin some cloths on, and chattin up some of the girls. did fairly well if i do say so myself ended up with a number close, and ended it there, cuz i was up there for soccer, not girls




and as predicted, yet again, i told a ridiculously long story that i hope will entertain someone for a bit.....

lol lucid thats awesome