Women will never understand the thrill of the chase.
The agony of rejection. The victory from persistence.
There’s nothing like it.
That’s why we we risk being ghosted.
It only takes one.
If I’m texting 15 beautiful girls and 14 ignore me, — I’ve got one beautiful girl!
Who could handle 15 anyway?
You ghosting us is baked into the strategy. We’re counting on it.
If I ever have two girls wanting to hang out, I’d never cancel either.
One will inevitably go ghost.
It’s the process of self elimination.
Plus. If you leave it up to me, I’d probably pick the wrong one.
There’s always that risk.
But in the immortal words of Jay Z:
Men lie, women lie — numbers don’t.
It’s a numbers game.
So that’s why we talk to multiple girls at once. We have to.
Can you imagine me putting all your eggs in one uterus?
The chance for survival would be slim.
