<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="yes"?><oembed><version><![CDATA[1.0]]></version><provider_name><![CDATA[Chateau Heartiste]]></provider_name><provider_url><![CDATA[https://heartiste.wordpress.com]]></provider_url><author_name><![CDATA[CH]]></author_name><author_url><![CDATA[https://heartiste.wordpress.com/author/roissy/]]></author_url><title><![CDATA[Game In The PoundMeToo&nbsp;Era]]></title><type><![CDATA[link]]></type><html><![CDATA[<p>This is a new series, because let&#8217;s face it, we&#8217;re in a new era of female man-hating hysteria and media-amplified sex panic. Game isn&#8217;t just a helpful seduction system for getting laid; Game has become a life-saving necessity to protect oneself against mendacious psychocunts.</p>
<p>First installment: Preemptive Disqualification Game.</p>
<p>Girl: &#8220;Are you hitting on me?&#8221;</p>
<p>Lucifer&#8217;s Light Saber: &#8220;No thanks, I don&#8217;t want to be MeToo&#8217;ed.&#8221;</p>
<p>This should wrest a wry smile from a normal girl, and a scowl from a psychocunt. Now you can screen out the psychos. Doubleplusgoodness: It sets up a challenge that no woman can resist, marks you out as a Quenched Alpha, and seeds the conversation with endless flirtatious possibilities.</p>
<p>Girl: &#8220;what makes you think i would MeToo you?&#8221;</p>
<p>LLS: &#8220;I dunno, you just have that look in your face.&#8221;</p>
<p>***</p>
<p>Girl: &#8220;do girls normally MeToo you?&#8221;</p>
<p>LLS: &#8220;Only if I forget to call back.&#8221;</p>
<p>***</p>
<p>Girl: &#8220;what are you scared of?&#8221;</p>
<p>LLS: &#8220;ruining your reputation&#8221;</p>
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