Quote: (07-24-2011 08:53 PM)Luckystar Wrote:
I'm surprised that Wpg was such a disappointment, Mixx.
I remember when Deebow was first reppin Wpg I was tempering it. And, I think I remember telling you that the Latino factor would be minimal in the peg. Still, the city is well known to be easy (although not like Fargo and other small prairie towns). What happened exactly?
You are right though, they do like black dudes in Wpg.
Although I respect what Deebow says a lot, he has the advantage of being a black man in Winnipeg, and a very stylish, and educated black man at that. So, of course he will do very well in Winnipeg, aside form being born in Winnipeg too.
I need to consider that I went on a Holiday weekend (Canada Day), and everyone pretty much leaves elsewhere for a long weekend trip.
So, what happened?
Deebow and I meetup in Fargo to drive up to Winnipeg, of course, Deebow mentioned that Canada Border points are always uneventful, and he's never had issues with traffic, or anything that keeps him from a speedy border crossing. Cool, I say.
Red Flag 1:
Geting harassed at Canadian border crossing.
Deebow was traveling with his Canadian passport, and I with my American one. So ironically, at the border crossing, for the first time ever, the agents had an issue with us.
Actually, to our surprise I notice that they are pulling over black people the most, and mention it to Deebow to see if he agrees with my observation.
They make us get out of car, search our entire vehicle (took 1 hr), and interrogate us - the whole thing held us back an additional 1hr (it was already around 7pm). When we were in the waiting room, we notice every person getting pulled over was black - seriously, not 1 white person.
A Few nights before we head to Canada during dinner, Deebow tells me he's NEVER experienced racism in Canada in his life the way he's felt it in US. After we (and our vehicle) get searched, I'm pretty much pissed because the agents wrinkled the clothes and threw them in the seat in the back that I had NEATLY on hangers on the windows of the car.. I WAS PISSED!!!
So, I started yelling at the Canadian agents with a lot of fury, and started calling the racism card (they actually kept their cool the entire time I was screaming at the top of my lungs). This was after they found nothing illegal to hold against us, and were letting us go.
Needless to say, we eventually drive-off, and I was already pissed.
Red Flag 2:
We get to the hotel (1hr later after crossing), and we try to shake off our anger as I was just shocked that Deebow, being a Canadian citizen by birth, was being questioned so much as to why he is in America by the Canadians, and who is he here to see in canada - He was born in Winnipeg - wtf you mean who is here to see?
Back at the hotel, Deebow did not have an unlocked Iphone, and this was CRITICAL for communication to have a Canadian local number. His brother came through with sim cards, but they had to be activated, and I had to spend another 3 hours unlocking and jail breaking his phone to be able to see the Rogers network.
Clubs close at 2am in Winnipeg, so by the time we leave our hotel to go sarge, it's already around midnight...and I've always hated going to clubs/bars at midnight. From my perspective,it's too late and you are racing against the clock.
...I was right. Every place we went to was pretty much a sausagefest.
This closed out my Friday night...went back to the hotel, order some food because I was starving, and I said to myself "rest, tomorrow I will kill it"
Saturday:
Day Game - every place that normally has a ton of girls walking around during teh day was DEAD - streets were empty everywhere all day. So, the mall was the only option as even Grand Beach was dead.
Night-Game : We went out too late as usual (I mentioned this to Deebow). We get to the rooftop bar based on his brothers recommendation, which was a cool venue, but very small..someplace I would consider to start your night, not as your primary hunting ground venue for the night. The place was really small. It was literally a rooftop, and girls can easily see you gaming other girls.
I started talking to this one very hot blonde girl about an 8 in looks/body - she was 18! Yes! She was feeling me, the vibe was there - everything was a green light! She even agreed to go home with me, but her fucking friend became an issue big time.
However, Deebow was just not able to wing me enough to get her cock-blocking fat friend away from me. I did not have a clear path to my target, and eventually had to settle for a make-out because her annoying, fat, cock-blocking girlfriend was pissed.
I see a hot waitress, and start gaming her...she feels my vibe, all is good, but she is working, and has to get up in a few hours to go to another job. So, number close, and she goes about her business.
So, again...by midnight, this small, charming venue became a trap. She (the 8 blonde) spotted me talking to another girl, and got pissed. I go home alone....again.
Sunday:
There was suppose to be a big Salsa event at the Forks, this was suppose to be where I killed it, but boy was it misleading. It was more of a local salsa school doing demos to get people to sign up for classes. The people that were there were 90% families and kids - ANOTHER BUST!
Sunday night - every bar is dead, Monday is back to work from the 3 day weekend.
Monday - I'm all alone as Deebow has things to do with family. Everywheer I went was dead, and I'm at the 4th quarter of my trip.
As the evening approaches, I start to realize that this is NOT what I was expecting.At *Pm, teh waitress from the club sends me a text. She tells me she has a few hours available, and can meet me at my hotel for a drink....sure, why not?
Well, turns out she made it so easy for me to fuck her, that I realized she just wanted her Spanish flag. She kept saying how eager she was to be with a latin guy, blah, blah, blah....I was just a flag. But I fucked her anyway.
I spent the remainder of the evening fucking her....she left around 11pm, and I went out to a Cougar hang-out. It was OK, but nothing I really wanted to bang.
My cost for the trip was around 2,500USD - was it worth it for fucking 1 girl? Nope. If I would have fucked two 8's at least...maybe.
Monday:
I returned to Fargo, and fucked a rare to find Brazilian chic, and said, fuck it - Poland it is!
Conclusion:
Winnipeg girls are easy, but only real easy if you are black. It seems to be the fashion trend all Winnipeg girls want. Not my fishbowl unfortunately.
Mixx
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