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hco22

  

I have had products from AD for a while now. I've been lurking on the forum for a while without much input from myself. For me, it has always been just a spray here and there with no real notable results. I've never done any extensive testing until recently. I am 21 and Asian. I'm in college and the following stories take place in a college town/bars.

On Friday night, I used:

2 sprays of Ammo regular strength (1 to chest, 1 to throat)
2 sprays of IFM to the back of the neck
1 spray of TUTH to the inner elbows and rubbed some excess behind my ears

I went to a bar where the special was "open bar." The only possible hit I may have gotten was with an older lady (maybe 40). Although she was not remarkably attractive, I figured it would be fun to see what reaction I get from her.

I went up to the bar to get my first round and the lady is all up in my bubble. In an extremely obvious manner, she leaned on and over me to see who I was texting. I took that as an opening and as I asked her what the hell she was doing, I playfully took her phone from her and pretended to go through it.

She responds, "You're not going to find anything good in there."

Me, "Why?"

"I'm a mom. My phone is boring."

Niccceeee! Although she wasn't a MILF by traditional standards, a mom is a mom..

I continue to talk to her to gauge the pheromone affects. Find out she is no longer with the father, but has a new husband blah blah blah. I got bored with her and left. The rest of the night was pretty standard.

Conclusion of the first night: I can't really tell if the IFM made her instantly want to flirt with me or if I came across a generally uninhibited woman that was looking for attention. However, if the pheromones initially got her attention, so far pheromones on me only work on cougars.

Saturday night (last night):

2 shots of Ammo (1 to throat, 1 to chest)
3 shots of IFM (2 to the back of my neck, 2 half shots to the sides of my neck)
1 healthy dab of TUTH behind each ear

Again, it is open bar (at another bar).

We get there and the doorman is very friendly. Chats with us about the drink special and asked me what my drink is. We exchange some meaningless fluff and I walk in with my friend.

We immediately take seats at the bar to get our money's worth. No initial hits from the people around me (guys and girls). However, as people began pouring into the bar, of course the bartender cannot serve everyone at one time. I noticed that both male bartenders, whom I have been tipping consistently, would always serve the people around me before getting to me. I've read that IFM can have a negative affect on guys.. I'm guessing the IFM had an ill effect on them?

Anyway, free drinks end at this bar so we decide to head to another bar real quick before coming back to meet some friends. The next bar is dead. We visited as a favor to the doorman and bartender that my buddy knew, and for an implied drink hookup. Being one of the few people there, we joke around and have some drinks on the house. No hits here either. Back to the original bar.

We get back to the first bar and by this time I am plastered out of my mind. Our friends had gotten there already and we greet them. It is a group of 4 or 5 girls. No hits. Perhaps since we are already friends, they already have a well rounded perception of me and were unaffected by the pheromones? Whatever, more rounds.

I had run out of cash at this point so I open up a tab. More rounds and I am shit-housed. This is where holes start appearing in my story. (Most of what I am able to report are bits and pieces I've pieced together based on phone history, old texts, and minor input from involved parties.) I step outside to drunk dial someone apparently (according to my call history, still haven't been able to verify this with the person I called). When I am done, naturally I head back to the bar to add fuel to my alcohol fire. Oops, bouncer denies my entry. The same bouncer that I was chatting with earlier says I'm too drunk to go back in.

This is when I pretty much black out. I vaguely remember riding shotgun in a truck expressing how pissed I was at the bouncer. I also vaguely remember being in a friend's apartment. I wake up with my face stuck to a recliner not knowing where I was or how I got there. Knuckles are busted and there is blood on my jeans. Phone is nearly dead. Surprisingly, no hangover.

Conclusion: Don't count on testing your pheromones if you have no self control in your alcohol consumption. Also, IFM may cause male bartenders to avoid you and bouncers to be nice to you initially and then turn on you.

Haha, I know this wasn't a very helpful report. Just thought y'all could have a chuckle at my expense. Now I just have to wait until the bar opens up again to to get my credit card back from the tab I was never able to close.. Open bar again tonight at ANOTHER bar for the Superbowl. WHO DAT!

Barook

  

good night then eh?

E-Hero_man

  

Sounds like a wild night! :O

When you said you got no hits at one of the bars you went to, did you approach any girls?

hco22

  

On the first night, I talked to some girls. Didn't hardcore hit on anyone though. We left pretty early because of various reasons.

Heading off to a bar right now for the game. I'm going to use a similar combo again and see how things unravel.

E-Hero_man

  

Alrighty then just checking , & best of luck to you tonight man

hco22

  

Ok, I have a report from last night (Sunday):

As said before, I went out with a similar mix again to a bar.

2 shots of Ammo to the throat
2 shots of Instant Female Magic (1 on each side of my neck)
1 shot of Turn Up The Heat sprayed on my finger and then used my finger to dab it evenly behind my ears

I apply the pheromones with every intention of going out with one of my friends. We were going to go catch the open bar special from 4-6 and then head to our friends' Superbowl party afterwards. However, my buddy bails on me. No big deal, I was supposed to meet some friends at that bar anyway. Plus, I needed to head out in that area to pick up my credit card from when I left my tab open over night.

I go to pick up my card and the same bouncer that denied my reentry the night before is working the door again. I explain the situation and he seems to not remember me in the least bit. Odd, since I had a fair amount of pheros on the night before, along with the fact that we had a peaceful confrontation of him not letting me back in. Didn't think much of it and just walked off into the direction of the bar I was going to in the first place.

I get there before the friends I am supposed to meet so I B-line it straight to the bar. I get to the bar and a pretty attractive girl (about an 8.5) is eying me down. I look around to make sure she isn't looking at someone behind/beside me and sure enough she is giving me the look.

Smile turns to a playful frown, "You don't remember me do you?"

"Uhh.."

"I'm Amanda!" (changed her name for the internet)

I recognize her from a couple parties as the girl one of my friends was messing with at the time. We talk for a good bit and she introduces me to her 2 friends. They buy me a shot to take with them for kickoff. "Amanda" is extremely touchy and there is a lot of physical contact such as saying she is cold and getting close or grabbing my arm saying she has poor balance. I don't believe it was the pheromones though because I remember her to be that way when I met her while not wearing any. It certainly could have been the pheromones though. She also insisted that I take a picture with her. We take 2 of them. Notable, but not out of the ordinary.

Her and her group of friends kept introducing me to their friends (guys) as they would walk up. I saw this as normal social etiquette though.

2 of the guys work at the bar and there are like 3 or 4 that are just patrons at the bar. I kept seeing one of the bar employees looking at me from the corner of my eye. I wasn't sure if he was giving me the stank eye or if I were affecting him in a positive way. I wanted to test it out by giving him a high five after a good play since that was a real common practice even with strangers as long as they're wearing the same color and in your proximity. I never got the chance to though.

"Amanda" decides to leave at halftime to go stop by a party and return for the 4th quarter. She invites me. Again, notable, but nothing out of the ordinary. I decline and she leaves, but doesn't end up coming back to the best of my knowledge.

I talk to a few girls without any unusual reactions that I can attribute to the pheromones. I start talking to some of the non bar employee guys I was introduced to and they are very friendly. Once more, notable, but not out of the ordinary. We watch the game and continue talking. The funny part about this is when I asked them how they know "Amanda" and they said they didn't. Not sure how to explain that one haha. One thing I noticed is that my bartender problem from before was gone. Maybe I was just over analyzing coincidences or minor circumstances.

At some point in the night, a group of girls near us take a group picture. One of the new guys I was talking to jokingly sticks his head in to ruin the picture. The girl taking the picture laughs and says, "Sorry, no haha. I can take a separate one with y'all though." She holds up her camera and tells me to get in the picture with the guy. I did. She continues taking pictures of her girl friends and casually takes a few more of the guys, me included. This seems a bit odd. The only explanation I can think of outside of pheromones is maybe she knows my newly-made friends and thinks I'm part of their group so she just kept taking pictures of us, me included?

The Saints win and the bar goes nuts. Glasses and bottles start breaking everywhere. A girl grabs my beer in a nonchalant manner and shakes it like a champagne bottle. I had never seen this girl in my life. Maybe Instant Female Magic made her comfortable in snatching my relatively expensive $3.25 beer and turning it into a firehose?

I go to buy another beer and I only have $3.00 in cash left. Even against my brightest instinct, I have no choice but to open up a tab. Learning from my mistake from the night before, I tell the bartender to close it immediately. He says there is a $15 minimum. He sees the money in my hand that I was going to use for a tip and he says, "I mean, do you have like 3 bucks?" I throw him the $3 I had left and thanked him. Maybe that was a hit? I think I might have seen him do that for someone else though. Can't remember for sure.

I step outside to grab my victory cigar out of my car and hear a group of people scream my name. My friends who were throwing the previously mentioned party that I was planning to attend were in line to get into the bar next door. I joined them since the friends I was supposed to meet at the first bar never showed.

The next part is tough to explain, but I'll try. There are typically 2 doormen. The first one checks the ID and stamps you/gives you a wristband while the second one collects cover from you. I get to the door and the doorman slaps a wristband on me and stamps me. I tell him I have no more cash and he said, "Don't worry about it." Ok.. I walk up to the second doorman and show him my wristband and stamp as if I had already gotten in. I get in without a problem. Did he hear the first guy and decide to let me slide? Or did he just think I had paid earlier? I can't decide if that was a hit, or if I unintentionally tricked the bar out of a cover charge.

The only other notable things from this night is that I was flirting with a girl whom I met through a friend the rest of the night. Didn't close the deal though. Also, there was a guy that forcefully made his way through my group of friends knocking people back with his shoulders as he passed. I was one of the last guys he drove his shoulder into, so I grabbed him aggressively and pulled him back. He immediately went on the offense and gave me a nice shove and said, "Are you fucking kidding me?! I work here!" No idea if he actually worked at the bar, but it certainly didn't look like it. I saw him a couple times throughout the night out of pheromone range and he just looked like a douchebag that was angry with life. So maybe the pheromones made him an asshole, or maybe he's just naturally an asshole.

The rest of the night was extremely eventful, but not worth reporting for pheromone research purposes.

Today:

I wake up pretty late from a late night of celebration. I go to a lab/tutoring center to do my homework. I do not shower because I am a lazy and disgusting person. I have whatever residual pheromones are left on me from last night.

When I get there, I sit at a computer because the assignment is online. I ask a tutor for help on 2 of the problems but do not get any unusual reactions from her. The girl sitting to my left did leave about 10 minutes after my arrival though. Not sure if that was pheromone induced.

5 minutes later, an attractive girl (about an 8.25) takes the seat to my right. She sees that I am working on the same homework and I give her the 2 problems I got help with and we decide to work on the rest together. Now this is incredibly common for this lab and this class. Everyone is desperate to finish the homework and learn the overwhelming material that inhibitions are non existent when it comes approaching your neighbor for help.

We finish the majority of it and cannot, for the life of us, get a tutor to help us with our last problem. While we wait, we start to talk about her. Her major, job, hometown. My side never really came up in the conversation. Possible pheromone effect? While we are talking, we are simultaneously packing up our belongings because we have given up on waiting on a tutor to come around. As I find out her hometown and her job we discover a possible mutual acquaintance. She offers to give me her number so she can give me the answer to the unsolved homework problem when she gets the answer from her friend.

Now before you draw a conclusion based on the number, I have to add that this isn't the first time I've gotten a girl's number with physics as the suggested pretense. And the first time was without the aid of lab mixed pheromones.

Conclusion? I have several possible hits, but am not positive. Most of the events I consider possible hits would not seem uncommon to happen to me when I am not wearing any pheromones at all. I don't want to sound arrogant, but I have always been socially in tune. I've always found it easy to make friends with strangers and flirt with girls. I am not the worst looking guy and I believe that I have a really good natural pheromone production. That is why it is so hard for me to determine what is me and what is done with the aid of pheromones. I guess my next test will be to try to OD or get real close to it so I can be more sure whether or not certain things are hits.

mikotorocks714

  

Try 6 sprays of JUST TUTH at a bar, then let us know what happened. Seriously, try it out not saying this playing around either LOL.

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hco22

  

Maybe not a bar, but I might try this in a place with heavy foot traffic. Possibly the quad on campus. I think I read that in one of the newbie threads. I don't want to do it at a bar though because I don't want to have a social handicap in a place where you are supposed to mingle and have a good time. I also don't want to stumble across a guy on the prowl for a fight while wearing 6 sprays of TUTH .

developingperfectionist

  

lmfao. I voted you up just for that.