My fetish is every bit as enjoyable to me as sex. In fact, there are some instances where I'd rather watch a woman pee than bang her.Have you tried NOT having a fetish that you HAVE to explore with every woman you meet?
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
My fetish is every bit as enjoyable to me as sex. In fact, there are some instances where I'd rather watch a woman pee than bang her.Have you tried NOT having a fetish that you HAVE to explore with every woman you meet?
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
I have no desire to give or receive a golden shower.Are you talking Golden Showers or just a relationship open enough that they leave the bathroom door open?
I'm aware "I couldn't drop my fetish" isn't a viable defense. I would never, for example, follow a woman into the ladies room (or set up a camera) to watch her pee.Try like hell to not "graduate" from watching women pee to regularly LARPing as Ed Gein, OP. "I couldn't drop my fetish" isn't a viable defense at a criminal trial
There's a reason I've only "thought of" it (and never followed through)
I appreciate your encouragement (I genuinely do).If that is all, you don't need to fetishise this. When women feel safe around you (and they don't know how much this bodily function arouses you), they will most likely keep on talking while visiting the toilet because they want to get their point across.
Just get yourself a talkative woman and ply her with enough drinks that she will have to use the toilet, then start a conversation when she's ready to visit the porcelain throne.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
Do as I say, not as I do. You’re really good at ignoring him. /sIf that is all, you don't need to fetishise this. When women feel safe around you (and they don't know how much this bodily function arouses you), they will most likely keep on talking while visiting the toilet because they want to get their point across.
Just get yourself a talkative woman and ply her with enough drinks that she will have to use the toilet, then start a conversation when she's ready to visit the porcelain throne.

More than a hint that you shouldn't be doing so eitherThe typical man doesn't check out her pee stream if he's talking to her while she's peeing.
Have you considered not simply boning trannies, but BECOMING trans yourself, GM? Joining women whilst their in the(public) crapper will then be defaultI would never, for example, follow a woman into the ladies room (or set up a camera) to watch her pee.
More of a hint that the typical man lacks my fetish.More than a hint that you shouldn't be doing so either
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
Holy DEER!I'm not feeding the droll, no matter how much he thinks I'm encouraging him. I'm getting him to say what he wanted to say, and now he knows how to get to see them. He probably won't be able to take action, but now that he knows what to do, there's no more need for this cringe thread, so the mods can close it and refer him to this thread whenever he thinks he should be talking about watching women pee again.
Yeah, because it drives away not just women, but most people in generalMore of a hint that the typical man lacks my fetish.
My fetish is such a harmless fetish, I'm better off without anyone who hates me for my fetish (one good thing about having ASD: we're content with isolation)Yeah, because it drives away not just women, but most people in general
Which was already pretty damned vanilla, even before 50SOGAnother attendee said she likes to get tied up
I've always found the tying up fetish freaky (and dangerous). The other party could murder you while you're helplessly tied up.Which was already pretty damned vanilla, even before 50SOG
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.