This guy is obviously taking advice from me!
Jump on it!
The guide to playing and succeeding at the Tinder game!
What do you think?
HELL YEAH BOYS!!
Wearable technology like Google Glass will change the game. In the future, single people will use these technologies to simply glance at someone we like in a quiet train or noisy bar and instantly know if they’re single. It could then link us to whatever dating site we’ve joined (or we can sign up) and get connected.
What do you think? Would you invest in Google Glass if it would help your chances of getting lucky?
Remember the good ol’ days of Googling potential mates when you were feeling a tad bit crazy? Well, those will soon be the days of yore.
Now there is a facial recognition app in the works for when you are on the prowl. All you need to do is take a quick glance, snap a pic with your Google Glass and NameTag will take care of the rest. Within seconds you’ll have your target’s name, photos and social media profiles. If you really want to go all out, feel free to use the photos to check the National Sex Offenders Registry. Who says romance is dead?
What a way to avoid those grenades!
Facial recognition + Tinder = Ultimate Wingman.
Lads – i’m here to form a brotherhood!
Join me! As the Tinder God, I am recruiting an army of like-minded guys all seeking to become Tinder masters.
Treat this site as a place to share personal experiences, strategies and advice to ensure everyone is a winner!
I want to here your thoughts, experiences and motives? Is Tinder your ultimate Wingman?
How lucky are you? Are you also a winner?
…. if you are struggling with this cut throat game I can help. I know what chicks what – trust me, with Tinder, i’m always the winner!
Meet the Tinder God – the alter ego of all Tinder males, created to discuss the use of the immensely popular mobile dating app, Tinder, and its impact on today’s social interactions between the sexes.
27 year old dude, good looking, superficial, chauvinistic and proud of it. I work hard to play hard. I spend my days at the gym, smashing protein shakes and creeping on chicks. My body is my temple, I am my own idol, I play the game, and play it well!
A year ago I surrendered to the palm-held master – Tinder. Now it’s the only game I play.
Tinder is my ultimate Wingman, we have a partnership like no one else – he understands me, my needs and my desires. With Tinder, I never have to leave my house to check out the eye candy in my hood. Tinder makes it easy to sift the ‘hotties’ from the ‘trolls’. By swiping my thumb, I can ‘meet’ 500 potential partners in an hour – (its true, I’ve tested it!)
The holy grail… Tinder costs me nothing to get what I want, when I want it! Gone are the days when I had to scout the nightclubs, buy drinks for the girls, and pretend I was actually interested in their lame conversations. I don’t have the energy or patience to invest my valuable time into some bullshit conversation at a bar, only to be left at the end of the night with nothing more than the bar tab.
No more dating, no more manners, no more knock backs. Finally I can drop the act, and still get my kicks from the comfort of my own bedroom! Now the girls come crawling for a piece of me!
And… like any good Wingman, Tinder has the ability to make the girl ‘disappear’ once I’ve had my fun – Can I get a ‘hell yeah!’ for the ‘block’ button!
Tinder is like a very aggressive, sleazy game of snap and I am hooked, spending at least 4 hours a day surfing the menu. As a Tinder addict, I suffer the effects of Tinderitis – a repetitive strain injury from too much thumb swiping.
Some may say Tinder is the nail in the coffin of western civilization – I say stop living in the dark ages – Tinder is the future! This is what men have been waiting for centuries! This app is freaking awesome, move over dog, Tinder is ‘man’s new best friend’.
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