I've been out on the town wing-manning my brother twice.
The first time he successfully chatted up the two hottest girls in the bar and we spent the evening dirty dancing, later discovering they were both married.
The second time was last weekend. Bars 1 and 2 were short on single ladies, but bar 3 was packed. Within 15 seconds he had made eye contact with two gorgeous girls. 2 minutes in, we were behind them at the bar ordering drinks and he was chatting them up. 10 minutes in, he's grinding with the hotter girl on the dance floor. An hour later, he has them both back at my place and is getting a strip-tease.
It turned out my girl's divorce was final three days ago, so we commiserated platonically while trying to ignore what was going on in the other room.
What is the take-home lesson here? I'll let you know when I figure it out.
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