Richmond Pictures

Continued from Big Daddy’s Sports Club.

This first picture was taken from the second level of Big Daddy’s. All the way up towards the roof are two planks where bouncers help hired club girls on and off from the swings. They get lowered down and swing back and forth in random patterns while everyone on the main floor stops what they are doing to watch (to make sure they don’t get landed on, perhaps). In terms of skill, if walking and chewing gum is a 0 and making the space shuttle disappear is a 10, their performance would rate a 1. (One point has been added for their attractive appearance).

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Check out the Sienna Miller clone second-to-left. I was talking to this group when Sienna Miller blurted, “Someone take a picture of me!” Yes, m’aam! I told her about the resemblance in an indirect way because I didn’t want to blow her head up even further. “You kinda look like that girl in Alfie,” I said. Like most people, she didn’t see the movie. She may live her entire life not knowing she looks like Sienna Miller. It was talking this group that almost got me beat up.

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If you haven’t figured it out yet, I have a thing for Sienna Miller. Even though I would cream my pants if she touched me with intimate intent, I’m confident I have the skill to still run tight game on her if I so happened to run into her at Dragonfly. But even though Sienna Miller was in the house, I was more interested in another girl who looked nothing the ones in my masturbation fantasies.

These two girls were the married chicks. The white girl on the right is natural-born-cockblocker with a grating personality and aggressive attitude. She is the type that goes around asking random guys to buy her drinks. I liked her exotic friend instead (no, she’s not Indian). She had many piercings and tattoos but was just so nice and sweet—the dichotomy made me lust for her. I won over the white witch eventually but it all proved to be for naught when the husbands rolled by to pick them up.

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Back at the house, I entertained myself by throwing an American football up and down and gripping it really hard-like. On the hidden couch to the left was a passed-out girl who for some reason drank more than she can handle.

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When the party ends and you look around and don’t see any prospects who are conscious, your goal becomes about sobering up and figuring out how you are going to get home. This wasn’t the case for VK because the girl on his left was not only conscious but unlikely to puke. In this house lived a couple heterosexual guys in their early-twenties, but I still can’t figure out why there is a sexy picture of a man posted on the refrigerator. An inside joke, I hope.

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As another person with a ‘thing’ for Sienna Miller, I have to say the girl looks more like Jessica Simpson. I’d say the chick on the far right looks more like Sienna.

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God damn dude, I don’t know how you stand it. I know I’m only going by looks but those chicks look like the exact type I really don’t like talking to.

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damn that first group is niiiice….how much?

I am sure they didnt give you as much shit as a typical skank in DC would..

the last picture..on the refrigeratoro, where the gay picture of the guy is…..did any smashing happen between the two?

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I can see the appeal of the little tattooed chick. Solid choice.

Married? WTF? Once you jump the broom you’re persona non grata at the club.

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Wow, im moving to richmond in a couple of months…i seriously have something to look forward to now. I can’t wait to hit up Big Daddy’s.

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Damn. Those are some classy broads.

Also, that girl doesn’t look like SM at all.

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Running game on married or engaged chicks is a total waste of time. Seriously, a woman’s need for attention never ceases to amaze me.

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I second Mike. If you’re married, and this goes for guys and girls, STAY OUT OF SINGLES BARS.

Unfortunately, single women want their married friends to come with them to cock-block shitty guys from hitting on them. The married friends agree to come along because they desperately want confirmation that they’re still hot even though they’re married. An added bonus for the married friends is that they get horny from being hit on by different guys, and then go home and fuck their husbands. Of course, this begs the question whether their husbands turn then on anymore.

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God forbid women would like to go to a bar with their friends! Maybe the married women like to dance?
And how dare any woman stand in the way of a “shitty man” hitting on her/her friends. :o)
Although everyone (man or woman) should make it very clear early on in the conversation that they are taken so that the person hitting on them doesn’t waste their time.

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if married chicks who don’t wear their ring knew how valuable my time is, they would do the right thing and stop me with a polite statement that they are married.

but because most girls, especially pretty ones and, shamelessly, way too many married ones, are pathological attention whores, they never do the right thing. by me or by their BFs or husbands.

that said, it is in your interest as a single man to use these clubbing married girls as social proof. they often make excellent proxy indicators of your alpha male status because they are usually the girls looking like they are having the most fun. it seems counter-intuitive, but get a married chick out of the house and away from her dutiful male provider and into the field where she will be showered with attention from strange men and her joy will show for all to see.

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jk — “God forbid women would like to go to a bar with their friends! Maybe the married women like to dance?”

Dance with who? Their single girlfriends? This is such a tired argument that married women put forth when they want to justify going to singles bars without their husbands. Their single girlfriends are looking for attention from men. The married friends are looking for the same attention, but unlike their single friends, won’t act on it.

“And how dare any woman stand in the way of a “shitty man” hitting on her/her friends. :o)” — jk

Why do the single women NEED the protection of their married friends? Don’t they know how to turn a guy down? If they really need protection, why not have their married friends’ husbands come along as well? Few shitty guys will approach if there are men in the group. Oh wait a minute, that would mean the married women couldn’t flirt with other men.

“Although everyone (man or woman) should make it very clear early on in the conversation that they are taken so that the person hitting on them doesn’t waste their time.” — jk

This would defeat one of the main reasons married women go to singles bars. By telling man that she’s married (or by wearing her ring), she won’t get his attention.

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From a single woman’s perspective, the worst is when your married friends or friends in serious relationships get pissed when you are getting the attention when you are out.

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So are people not allowed to leave the house with out their significant other once they are in a relationship?

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reductio ad absurdum.

poor form.

no, married chicks should simply strive to be a little more emotionally modest in sexually-charged environments, for their own integrity and the honor of their husbands whom they supposedly love.
if they can’t swing that, they should learn to enjoy bridge at home with the neighborhood couples. or get divorced.

otherwise, guys like me will call her bluff with game designed to amplify her flirtatious state of mind until she is too weak to stop the juggernaut of feelings leading her to an illicit tryst.

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jk — now you’re just (mastur)baiting me wink Of course married women can leave the house. They just need to wear a burka and walk 5 steps (or is it 10 steps?) behind their husbands.

Seriously though, Roissy nailed it. Married women, if they have eyes only for their husbands, shouldn’t be going to singles bars, even just to accompany their girlfriends. Likewise, they shouldn’t be accompanying their single girlfriends on “girls weekends” to places like Key West, Cabo San Lucas, Cozumel, South Beach, etc… If they do, they’ll be vulnerable to guys like Roissy. Naturally if something happens, it won’t be their fault.

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If girls just want to dance, why can’t they just dance at home?

You could set up a glittery ball with strobe lights, pump up the music, invite your girlfriends, and put on makeup and a cute dress and everything.

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I’ve always liked the excuse “but I take it off so it won’t get lost” when I’m out and a chick tells me she is married after I comment that I did not see a ring. Pure bs.

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This isn’t the first post on the subject, but I’m going along with everyone else on the ‘married women need to stay the fuck out of singles bars’ line. Think about it this way, ladies; would you be ok hearing your young, virile husband stating ‘Don’t worry, honey, I’m just going to dance’, drowning himself in cologne while his hornball frat brothers honk and howl in the driveway? Alternately, how do you feel when you find the ring in the guy’s pants the next morning and he mentions he thought he told you he was married?

Look, I’ve been hit on very, very aggressively by married women in the clubs (most with their rings still on) and I’m very proud that I’ve never knowingly shacked up with one of them. I don’t even feel right about hooking up with girls with steady boyfriends. It just ain’t proper. It’s like taking a test drive in a car the dealer’s already sold; sure, you can hoon the hell out of it, but you know somewhere there’s some poor bastard who’s gonna get it back wondering where all the gas went and how the floormats got all dirty.

The guys here wouldn’t be pissed if married women were behaving like they were, well, accounted for. There may be plenty of married (and single) women who ‘go out to dance’ but there’s more than enough that are clearly playing the field to spoil the excuse. In all honesty, I’m not big on my married guy friends coming to the club either. A marriage should not be the ultimate parachute to comfort you for a wild night of notch hunting.

That place is a spitting image of Bar Norfolk, except it’s a little smaller and none of the swings is holding a midget. That scene is cool to visit, Roosh, but it ages real fast.

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Do you go to the bar/pub *just* to hit on girls? You don’t go to chat with your mates or to just generally have some fun?
Yes, the taken women get in the way of you having sex as quickly as possible, and as worried as I am about the notches on your bedpost, I am still going to go out with my friends :o)

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so when you guys get engaged/married are you just going to sit at home and not go out with your still single friends?

i rarely go out with my single friends b/c where they like to go isn’t my thing anymore. but when i do go out with them i don’t flirt and make a point to tell guys that i’m engaged if they start talking to me. i don’t want guys to hit on me but i would like them to be polite. i understand that guys aren’t going to pay a lot of attention to me anymore and i don’t want them to but don’t be an asshole to me when i’m just trying to be nice to you and carry on a conversation. besides, the best way to cock block yourself is to be a dick to the girl your hitting on’s best friend. if she sees that you’re being a douchebag to her married/engaged/taken friend she’s going to see you for the ass you truly are and have nothing to do with you.