@financehardo420

the whole point of gainz is so you can go out into social meat markets

I respectfully disagree. The point of gains is to look better and get the confidence you need to not only approach and score with the shawties, but to be able to handle yourself against other men in social interactions.

correct me if I’m wrong (I’m never wrong) but last I checked you don’t go out much to these kinds of events.

That was me in the past, this is me now how does get invited to get togethers and parties.

So what kind of PUSSY ASS BITCHMADE BEHAVIOR is it to opt to be the fucking DD when you could have knocked back at least 4-5 drinks to get a solid buzz and maybe convince a girl to touch your pee pee smfh.

The type of behavior that got me points with two of my friends (which I drove to and back home), also social points for keeping myself under control and not get shitfaced at what was quite a cozy birthday party.

maybe convince a girl to touch your pee pee smfh.

Close to 10 bitches at this party, two old AF or looking old AF, one that was 18 but fat AF and with a disgusting personality, three more bitches that were married and one that was engaged and two more which were the girlfriends of some guys there.

smfh some more.

You need to ditch these misconceptions that boozing kills gainz

I'm not talking out of my ass. I can guarantee that I cannot hit my 1RP max after I had 3 glasses of wine the day before, or Vodka or whatever. Alcohol fucks with your blood vessels and thus your muscles, also don't forget one thing, it's not like the drinks do not have calories or other stuff in them.

Get 4-5 shots at the party at night and in the morning I'm fairly sure you'll deadlift to your max. You won't and that much effort on your body after 4-5 shots the night before will get you a visit to the restroom to see your breakfast again.

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