It’s time to respond to all the emails
about my experience at the Playboy Mansion
last weekend.
Strap on your seat belts…it’s a long email. (But a good one)
Did you see the pictures on my Facebook profile yet?
I’m tempted to play it all cool and sh*t like a “pick up artist”
and tell you that I was a badass with all the ladies, using my
skills to give girls chills.
Nope. Was nothing like that. It was like I stepped into
Willy Wonka’s candy factory and I couldn’t believe what
I was seeing.
It was a grown man’s Disneyland…
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Now back to my story….
Everyone wonders how I got my invite. I wish I could say that
Hef called me because he couldn’t handle the ladies, but not so.
I belong to an entrepreneur organization that teamed up with Playboy
to honor one of the best entrepreneurs ever. HEF.
We got off the bus at the mansion and I saw all the “painted ladies”
that you may have seen on my Facebook photo album.
Haven’t seen that yet? Add me as a friend: http://www.facebook.com/pumaskills
After getting several pictures…and revealing the winner of the
Playboy challenge…Jeremy Estey…Miss August 2008, Kayla Collins
asked me if I wanted a tour of the property.
“Does a fat kid like cake?” You bet your sweet little behind I do!
She was so cool, so sweet and so real.
I didn’t do a magic trick. I didn’t run game on her. I was just me.
So after the tour we walked around the open bar, met other
people, guys, girls, you name it.
The funny thing is we thought it was going to be like 90%
guys and a few bunnies.
I thought it would be overrated….UNTIL I talked to the promoter
early on and he said that they bussed in 450 models from
all over.
And boy he wasn’t lying! The girls almost all showed up at
the same time. One after the other. The bunnies were hot.
These girls (most) were nearly all playmate material.
I seriously haven’t seen this many hot girls in one place in
my entire freaking life.
I’ve been to some wild and crazy parties in my day. This
wasn’t as “crazy” as you’d think. Pretty well behaved all
things considering.
But the fact that I was standing in the back yard of Hef’s
house and next to the door as he walked out with 5 playmates
and I got to talk to him for about 5 seconds was pretty unreal.
The fact that I’m standing in a place where more rock stars,
movie stars, porn stars, rich playboys and hot starlets have
“thrown down” in crazy style parties before…well it was
surreal.
I sat on the same bed that Pamela and Tommy Lee stayed
in when they were at the Mansion. I played in the same
game room that you see on tv.
Seriously. I’m getting giddy just thinking of it.
See. I’m not some pretend, too-cool-playa who acts like
the Mansion is no big deal. It was a big deal. It was fun
and a piece of history.
I’m honored to have participated. It’s like a boyscout
badge I’ll get to tell my grandkids about. 
But the night wasn’t perfect.
HERE’S WHERE THINGS GOT OUT OF CONTROL
(and not in a good way)…
yes, there was a lot of nudity going around. Hot girls
wearing nothing but paint and girls getting naked in
the pool and grotto as the night went on.
But a bunch of dudes (slap-dicks I call them) all jumped
in too. Pretty soon it’s 80% guys in the pool…naked or
in underwear and 20% girls.
I walked into the grotto and it was more like the “Gaytto”
The worst part: 50 year old guy with beer belly and a “handlebar mustache”
wearing ….I get choked up thinking about this…shiny,
neon, extra small “Butt Floss” bathing suit, smoking
a cigar in the pool Blaaaa.
I still can’t get him out of my memory. Fortunately security
put the end to it…but not before it was etched in my memory.
Ok, back to the bunnies.
The girls were hot, friendly and full of fun. Not just because
“some” of them were high paid escorts. $1,000 for a lay? No way.
That was only 2 of them…I think the rest were pretty cool.
However, everyone was in such a good mood and having fun
that there was no approach anxiety at all.
That brings up a good point.
Why do I do magic and use gimmicks in my game? Because
it’s fun and puts me in a damn-good mood. Then it shows
and it’s much easier to meet women.
The answer you’re all waiting for…did I hook up at the mansion?
No. I didn’t….but I did hook up an incredible memory that I
take with me forever.
The night ended with a perma grin on my face and I slept well…
dreaming of Kayla and all the other bunnies…until that mother f*cker
in the butt-floss appeared in my dream and I woke up sweating
and wanting to punch someone! LOL
Ok, if you’ve read this far…I appreciate you taking time to
let me share my story with you.
If you want the pics. Go to http://www.facebook.com/pumaskills
and friend me and look for my photo album. won’t be hard to find.
If you’d like more details on the playboy mansion party…just put
a comment on my facebook wall.
Alright…I’m out. I have to go pack for my Las Vegas trip tomorrow.
Mansion one weekend, Vegas the next….liver damage the following. 
Brad Jackson
PUMA Skills
