Plus, Jasmine kind of got my hackles up with a previous post. She’s a German blogger, and I give her mad props for being able to write so well in English. At least getting one woman after another into your bed, is really easy, even if you’re quite ugly! Men and women are meeting each other, at clubs, coffee shops, and at the mailbox on the corner. And you probably don’t notice it much unless—-oh wait—-they’re of different races. And so it goes, in France, Germany, Bermuda, and all over the world.

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When Jasmine over at Zooming Japan asked me to write about dating Japanese women, my first thought was, “Ain’t no way Ken Seeroi’s touching that one.” In case you haven’t noticed, people are majorly opinionated about Their Japan.

And not just Japanese folks either; I mean foreigners. Oh now somebody else starts rambling about traditional homes being all infused with zen beauty, and gardens and koi fish.

Like if I said, “Japanese architecture is stunning,” somebody’d stand up and complain that the cities are just jumbled amalgamations of aging concrete projects.

Can’t I just give my thoughts on gun control, the Iraq war, and religion? But you know, if there’s one thing Ken Seeroi never backs down from, it’s a challenge. But I can’t deny that I’ve heard that foreign guys are popular .

There’s a short guy—-the Japanese really are short! That’s because the people who didn’t get lucky have already left. Although I still believe that for her to opine about dating as a foreign man seems roughly on par with me talking about being a German blogger.

They like “foreigners.” It’s like somebody visited Japan one time, went home and wrote about it, and from then on everybody ran around repeating the same stuff. In fact, if you stay long enough, and you don’t hook up, then by default everyone’s hooking up but you. So in the end, I wrote the article, partly because I enjoy reading Jasmine’s site and wanted to contribute.

At the end of the night, there’s always people hooking up. S., and I didn’t have to send fifty text messages before a lady’d let me pay for her entire dining experience. Jeez, for such skinny people, Japanese gals can sure pack it away.

(Now cue mad comments like “Well, I got laid in Tokyo last night.”) A lot of dudes who’ve been here for years gripe about the exact opposite.

The funny thing is, I don’t think I’ve actually met any guys here who’ve said that.