At the EU Embassy tour in DC last weekend me and another aficionado of European girls culture picked up these very squeezable red balls at the Austrian embassy.
give it a good freudian squeeze ladies.
Despite getting much grief from parties who shall remain anonymous who believe that carrying around touristy crap is a very white people thing to do, I held and caressed my ball all day and never let it out of my sight. I also had a mini flag in my back pocket, and an official looking EU post-it notepad. I felt worldly and it showed in my international-style strut.
Later on, we were at the Reef roof deck enjoying mussels and fries (three random black guys had ordered the same meal. I had no idea mussels were the new hip food) when Roosh put his red ball on the bar. A girl leaned into our group and asked him about the ball.
“Why do you have a ball?”
“Because it’s mine.”
“Can I hold your ball?”
“No, it’s my ball.”
She looked at him with that slack-jawed half-grin that girls get when they’re a little bit offended but they like it. A few more words were exchanged and she left our group. One minute later she leaned back in, reached her arm across the bar, and grabbed his ball. She held it up triumphantly.
“I got it!”
“Give me back my ball. You’re not allowed to touch it.”
She relinquished the ball with a look of sexual attraction on her face. Her male friend apologized for her. Beta.
This got me thinking about props to bring to bars that would help spark flirtatious conversation. Random items that make no sense whatsoever in a bar context and are made of a material that tempts girls to stroke and squeeze them would work best. For instance, I have an Adidas runners pullover with thumbholes in the sleeves that I wear out to clubs which is not the most stylish looking yet I get girls coming up to me to feel the silky Rayon material all the time. Texture can be just as effective as the look of what you wear because girls perceive the world with all their senses equally while guys mostly use their eyes and penis.
Along these lines, I thought of the following knickknacks to carry with me and place on bars while I drink my beer:
pink teddy bear
cotton balls
nerf football
silly putty
bubble-pack
stuffed bunny rabbit
chia pet
silicone implant
pad and pen (not squeezable, but this works!)
silk scarf
play-doh
giant dustball
a rubber hot dog
Any girl who squeezes or strokes right away is likely to be sexually uninhibited, cutting my workload in half.

Three black guys eating mussels makes it inherently hip?
You have hit on a truth though: tell a woman no and she will want it more. This could just be a truth about me…
A plus hot dog is more squeezable.
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*plush*
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LOL!
It’s nearly 11PM Friday here in Goa and I’m about to head to the circuit. I’ll carry a stuffed monkey with me and test this. Will post results on Sunday.
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^ – 3 Anonymous.
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That’s an incredible idea, I always wanted to bring my stuffed dinosaur out with me. Now I actually have a reason.
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I’d hit it.
Also, i like how we relegated last weekends events to the friday spot
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Bring a Slinky
“What walks down stairs, alone or in pairs, And makes a slinkity sound?
A spring, a spring, a marvelous thing, Everyone knows it’s Slinky…
It’s Slinky, it’s Slinky, for fun it’s a wonderful toy
It’s Slinky, it’s Slinky, it’s fun for a girl and a boy”
And can be used for bondage later in the evening…
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It was natural to have the Olympic ball at the EU embassy tour. Trying to force the same scenario on another day, is not going to work.
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Making some improvements. Your blog is bad for me but it works. Anyways, any chance I could get an invite when next u all hang out so i can observe the masters. The playful banter of roosh, would have been a long explanation of mine in discussing how i came about the red ball. “dont touch my ball” double entendre?
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Funny and true.
Semi-related: Why do women like baked good so much?
Hmm: squeezable, textured … Plus sweet and juicy.
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“I felt worldly and it showed in my international-style strut”
So um, you weren’t trying to walk gay??? Ok now it makes sense….
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It’s not what you say. It’s how you say it. In interactions between men and women in the game of courtship, most communication is nonverbal.
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lmao… giant dustball? Ew.
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http://link.brightcove.com/services/link/bcpid1543292754/bctid1546351003
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Hey Roissy, speaking of Austria, I’ve been thinking that much of alpha morality is essentially fascist (might makes right). And we all know how Nazi costumes are popular among BDSM people. Do you think you could comment on Hitler as the ultimate alpha? He embraced strength as a moral principle and asserted his right to take what he wanted from betas like Chamberlain.
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I always assumed they liked shiny things and pretty colours.
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“girls perceive the world with all their senses equally while guys mostly use their eyes and penis”
Quote of the day Roissy
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15 SFG
Hitler was missing a testicle.
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bring a rubix cube. the brainy chics will want to play with it.
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I’m surprised no one has suggested a Silly Putty egg or a Mr. Potatohead. The whole point is to choose something that will evoke a positive memory of childhood, and associate that memory with you. Such a memorable prop will definitely set you apart from all the random guys women meet all night long in D.C. bars.
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Sure it’s fun to squeeze, but unless I’m squeezing your balls, don’t get overly exited.
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LOL “exited”?
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I had a friend who somehow commandeered an ovenmit from behind a bar one night and used it as a prop all night. it was a huge hit. Ovid the Ovenmit was an instant chick magnet. Somehow grabbing a girls ass and boobs and apologizing for your ovenmit’s behavior is funny and charming. anything’s possible.
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Silicone implant? Why would you have that on you? Ever?
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i just realised that i used to have one of those wrist rests that was clear (like the kind you some times see attached to a mousepad)
it did resemble an implant
now if only i can find it
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Okay so a mousepad-like thing at least induces more “eh…?” than “wtf” but carrying boob prostheses is just sad. Even if it works.
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awesome, i can gain four hundred pounds and the chix will want to squeeze me until i’ve been squozen half to death!
off to outback for some chili cheese fries followed by cold stone for a ‘gotta have it’.
oh yeah
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The most amusing part is that the red ball in the picture isn’t sitting on a table, a desk or even a chair– it’s on a Remo drumhead. Interesting choice of furniture, Roissy/Roosh.
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I don’t even how i stumbled on this site to tell you the truth, but its amaing how over analytical you are in getting laid….silly putty, mr. potatoe head? what? are you serious?
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