MX 312 Field Test
01-07-2011 3:42 AM
Discovery
I found a small plastic atomizer--MX312, Version 1, Batch 2, 5ml--languishing in my mone cupboard along with a hundred other concoctions from a dozen venders. I wondered, "damn, is dis da shit or not?" I don't recall buying it but I suspect it was fairly recently, perhaps 2010 or early 2009.
Physical Characteristics
The atomizer was cheaply made with a clear tape-like label. Spray head action was stiff and not very responsive to fine control (half or quarter presses). I've heard some folks refer to it as a "to-go" bottle, implying portability. In the past this particular bottle design was prone to leaking. This wee sucker bucked the trend, retaining contents from Honolulu to Vegas without a splash or whimper.
Application & Dose
I decided to try MX312"”sounds like an airplane model--while in Vegas for Christmas/New Years. Nevertheless I brought my horny toad standbys in case 312 proved a bust. I tossed my crap in the hotel room, showered and zapped myself twice, once on the upper chest and again on my forearm, rubbing the right and left together (rolled up Guess collared shirt). The scent is girlie-boy, smelling like baby power & laundry soap with underlying notes of butthole and cat piss. I covered that funk with Bulgari Aqua and walked my Italian boots out the door.
Field Testing
I made a beeline to the nearest microbrewery and downed several rounds of Weiss bier before hitting the casino (casino beer is bottled junk). By this time an hour had passed and a piss-like stink was beginning to waft off my chest. I felt like I just got a golden shower from a drunken hoe in the back alley. MX312 must have a heapin' helping of androstenone.
Despite piss perfume, the people around me, both male and female, were exceedingly friendly and talkative. This is rare as people in bars tend to leave me alone unless they know me. I started screwing around, drinking beer with a straw and, damn, several of the people around me followed suit! Freakin' piped piper syndrome! I soon grew weary of all the handshakes, hugs, ass kissing and picture taking so I beat for the casino floor.
Let me say up front, MX312 doesn't help your odds for Blackjack or slots. Moreover, hardcore gamblers filter out your mone signals. You could coat your ass in mones and shake your little willie at them and they wouldn't finch. They're only interested in gambling. I guess you can say similar things about druggies and hoes. So I wandered around, listening to an iPod, shooting with my 7D and stroking random slots and hands of Blackjack.
During my wanderings, I noticed women watching me. Not the you're "a strange new bug" look, but come thither, "I want to eat you" look. Most of the women were probably in their 20 and 30s. One attractive black woman was on me like flies ta shit. Of course, I was in Vegas with my GF, although she was passed out in the hotel room that night. But, like any normal guy, I enjoy a good dick tease and love to play "catch and release." I had a lot of fun that night.
Assessment
The following days garnered similar reactions, so I'll have to call MX312 an excellent performer for enhancement of social status and sexual attraction, funky piss smell be damned.
I did not experience any self-medication effects or altered consciousness from MX312.
Kickass! Two Thumbs up!
Ah don't wanna pickle...just wanna ride mah motosickle!
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