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We've all seen the metro sexual before. Usually mere eye contact is enough to educe nausea, heartburn, and many other things that only Pepto-Bismol can cure. Out at bars and clubs, he will prance around like a peacock in his pink polo shirt, nautical themed belt and bleached jeans purchased from a Quiet Riot yard sale.
Metro sexual men who do not enjoy the being throttled in the buttocks by other metro sexual men are certifiable snatch hounds who usually consume club girls in the same manner as Rosie O'Donnell at a buffet. They use their false charm, trendy floral body spray and horrific pick up lines to convince club girls that it is not only the right idea, but the socially acceptable move to allow them into their sex sanctum. As horrific as it may sound, you usually can find fake tanner smudged all over the mattress of a respectable club girls bed the next morning.
Defeating a metro sexual man for the honor of who gets to take come any woman in a complex and booze-filled social setting is certainly a tough undertaking. But, if you follow my simple instructions, even a guy like my buddy Pat, who is a level 99 dungeon master from the planet of Mordor, can take home a randy club girl for a rollicking mouthful of rocket sauce, and send metro sexual man home to cry into his satin sheets.
The metro sexual man infiltrates a dance floor using a series of gyrations and hip thrusts that VH1 deems as 'cool'. Do not be alarmed. While women unfortunately are often fooled by this bizarre mating ritual, you should enter the dance floor setting undaunted, using non-flashy, yet still rhythmic moves that do not involve the "white boy overbite" or "the lawn mower." Those kinds of things only lead to disaster, or even worse, unwanted attention from chubby club girls.
You need to portray yourself as a smart alternative to the George Michael impersonator you're competing against. When talking to girls, often say "look at that ass-clown," or "no self-respecting man wears a fuchsia shirt." You need to convince your target vagina that she could never see herself getting pumped full of throat yogurt by someone who insists to keep his Gucci sunglasses on the whole time. She will not be allured by his Boy George charm when the metro sexual man throws this club girl his well rehearsed and intellectually damaging pickup lines this way.
Also, buy the club girl a beer. Not a cosmopolitan or a champagne cocktail, a friggin’ beer. Domestic beer is best. She'll burn off the calories taking the Pile Driver for three hours on the back porch of her parents’ house later on, so don't worry. Metro men don't drink beer- they've been known to set up shop at bars that sell high class sparkling water and vodka with berries in it.
It is also key that you do not dance in a circle with your fellow guy friends. I don't care if "Livin’ on a Prayer" is playing and you’ve had nine beers. Fight the temptation to rock out with your cock out in a circle full of wiener. It will look to others like foreplay for a game of ookie-cookie. Metro sexual men, conversely, love to fist-pump in a circle with their guy friends when something along the lines of "Like a Virgin" comes on.
It is actually when the metro sexual men are frolicking amongst themselves and loudly exclaiming "I love this song!" that you can make your move. Swoop in like the blue collar working class hero you are, and take her back to a sports bar for a game of darts, and a pint of cock mustard later on.
Readers have left 7 comments.
7. Comment Guest,
I would really like to echo the remarks of the previous post. I've been watching all of you Dawson's Creek wannabees complain about a hilarious article and it makes me sick. You aren't really men- you're some bizarre subspiecies of man that should be studied by the scientific community so that this bizarre, incipid, and alltogether troubling phenomina never takes place again. I can only think that it's maybe too much chanel #5 in the water, or some similar circumstance, that leads to an overabundance of estrogen being pumped into the ceredbrum cortex. You remind me of people who go out to eat and complain about the price of a great meal. You probably sneak forks and knives into your man purses.
Posted 08-03-2007 14:32:24
6. Comment Guest,
It sounds like some Metros are getting a little butt-hurt here...no pun intended
WAAAAAAAA WAAAAA
Posted 08-03-2007 14:28:42
5. Comment Guest,
The semantics of metrosexuality isn't what's important here. The fact of the matter is that if you look like the "men" pictured above then you need to reevaluate what you're doing with your life. I was at CVS this morning and the woman in front of me was buying midol, tampax with wings and a can of Tab and she was still more of a man than any metrosexual I've ever met. Here's a question straight from the SAT's: metrosexual is to flamingly gay as taking hard anal from other dudes is to: a. metrosexual b. all of the above. I asked some kid in a pink popped collar shirt that question and he got it wrong. In case you're still unclear let me lay down some ground rules: your shower should have 1 bottle of shampoo and <1 bottle of conditioner. There should be no creams, lotions, bath beads, louffes, scented soaps, figurines, bath mats, hair gel or posters of Johnny Depp (I know you have them). And if you're not yet convinced, look at the picture above and ask yourself one questions: "Is that what a man looks like?"
Posted 08-03-2007 14:19:24
4. Comment Guest,
Dude, your trying to make fun of us yet 2/3rd of your response is about cock or how to make it fit in tight jeans? Irony or a Freudian slip? What’s the matter you get a bad case of whisky dick the last time you tired to hump that whale you beached in your bed? –There are two articles on here you should read, black out sex and whaling…
Our point is simple, pink polo wearing country club dock sider fucktards & Italian steroid ridden pretty "gotti boy" douche bags are totally different from metrosexuals. This article says “How to defeat a metrosexual” yet doesn't give any specific advise towards it. That’s why i'm asking for a rewrite you cow tipping country boy closet homo.
I've read this blog since day one, its funny as hell, i just was hoping for more from this article, that’s all. Now if you choose to reply, please - try not to make so many gay comments, trust me, the girl that was in my bed last night was hotter than you’ll ever see in yours and the one i’m going to get tonight- even better than that. These aren’t the exaggerations of a dude in need of ass, these are the facts from a CT metro who’s got more game than the parker brothers.
In fact- maybe you shouldn’t comment back, maybe you should simply brainstorm for a little while and send your thoughts the Old Dirty bastard who writes this copy and then between the two of we can get a good funny article about how you tee shirt wearing average guys always get pissed cause metrosexual can steal your girlfriend from right underneath you.
Posted 08-03-2007 10:21:31
3. Comment Guest,
It's good to see metrosexuals bonding together. It reminds me of the Rainbow Coalition, or that whole "im here, I'm Queer movement."
It is typical of the stereotype portrayed in that article that metros everywhere would get all up-in arms about the way people view them. I'm sensing insecurity. Perhaps it is because metrosexuality is the result of not being held enough by your father, so you had to steal mom's blouse before heading out to the club? Maybe metrosexuality is caused by an inability to sustain an erection? Now there's something worth looking into. You're so hard up to get the your rod into gear that you need to wear you pants so tight that your genitals are compressed to the point where an erection is the only recourse to your penis actually exploding? Scientist should look into that.
This site really makes fun of loose chicks, fat chicks, drunk chicks, and hookers. But yet I don't see any complaints from asian dildo whores. They should really be offended. You should let these guys do what they do. If you want a re-write so badly you might want to look into buying www.queensofthenight.com or something- that is, unless the tanning bulbs have sucked away your creativity. morons.
Posted 08-03-2007 09:34:55
2. Comment Guest,
I also gotta agree here, your covering too many differnt bases call them all metrosexuals- which is bullshit. I mean a real metrosexual wouldn't dress like a douchebag wanna be lawyer, or like a starving artist. They wouldn't even wear mall bought "dress" pants from Express cause their girl friends think thats the latest style- AND DON'T EVEN TELL ME cause after reading this I bet the author think's H&M is the best store ever. That f'in store is only good for buying clothes that you throw on the floor of your room.
No, this article doesn't quite do it, you call out beating the metrosexuals yet don't give us more than a line or two about how to try to defeat us. The author is prob more metrosexual than he thinks, No i bet this is a person on comment away from waxing his chest hair and id also bet that he has a bottle of sunless tanner sitting in his bathroom.. so i want a redo, I really want a METROSEXUAL specific article by the end of the month.
till then ill be on the dance floor stealing your date
Posted 08-03-2007 09:22:30
1. Comment Guest,
Obliviously the author of this piece does not know that they’re different types of metro sexual. First off don’t describe me as an Italian American. The false charm, trendy floral body spray and horrific pick up lines is not metro sexual at all. That is a guy trying to hard. The true metro sexual is a person who just takes care of himself. We do want to stand out but not like that. We also don’t pump iron only. We are legit athletes. His pink polo shirt, nautical themed belt and bleached jeans purchased from a Quiet Riot yard sale. I am sorry but that seems to me more of a boy who just came form a boat trip, he might even be a person from Temple University. The true metro gets couture clothing. He is acquitted with the best fashion from Europe. Further beer. I love beer but we get only imported beer. Sorry I wont give up my Guinness. If we does chose a cocktail. It would be either a grey goose on the rocks with 3 limes, or john black on the rocks, no water. Also we have a vast knowledge of wine. To catch a girls attention we give a glance at her end give her a smile. When we dance we will just do just a small movement of the leg your comfortable with along with the beat. No one thrust their pelvis unless your the Greek, sorry. I can rant on and on. But I think that your explanation of a metro sexual is a bit off. Funny article but just pick the wrong test subject to figure out a true MS.