In the accidental conversations I had with these unattractive women, I wished I had lower standards so that I could have mostly carefree sex that happens a million times a day in most parts of the world.
In Toronto, however, once you get into the 6 range, the difficulty of banging increases in shocking fashion.
Just because you know the words to a Drake song and go to hip restaurants doesn’t make you cool.
She is the one who tells girls where to go and who to talk to.
Apparently this is how she gets power in life since she’s unable to exert the upper hand over men due to her unattractive and portly appearance.
Not only that, but Montreal women would smile at me.
Yes, you read that right: attractive women would look at me and smile. Every social circle in Toronto has an overweight woman who acts as a leader of the pack.