Giovanni Casanova
Master Don Juan
- Joined
- Jan 5, 2002
- Messages
- 5,550
- Reaction score
- 18
- Age
- 47
- Location
- Hiding in Penkitten's Linen Closet
Yes, trolls stick together.Originally posted by WesCottII
*(cheers cutiepie)*
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
Yes, trolls stick together.Originally posted by WesCottII
*(cheers cutiepie)*
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
Yes, possibly because you don't leave the house. Always online. Showing the world who is boss over a computer screen. An unfunny, half-witted, small minded and boring fool. You can probably program computers like there is no tommorow. Well done boy. Real social interaction? You couldn't handle it.I'm like this in real life too.
Whatever you say, troll.Originally posted by WesCottII
Yes, possibly because you don't leave the house. Always online. Showing the world who is boss over a computer screen. An unfunny, half-witted, small minded and boring fool. You can probably program computers like there is no tommorow. Well done boy. Real social interaction? You couldn't handle it.
Incedently, if you don't give two ****s. Stop answering. Very moronic.
That's funny. Your profile says you registered this October.Dont dismiss me because i have few posts. I've been around here for a long time. Since 2002 infact.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
Which school of investigation did youu gradute from? I was Sherlock holmes U. You must have been the Miss Marple institute.Originally posted by Sexy_Malibu
That's funny. Your profile says you registered this October.
But... but... but Squirrels! A moderator once closed a thread so now I must devote my life to following them around from thread to thread whining about it and comparing it to Nazism, fascism, et cetera.Originally posted by squirrels
Fvcking internet is rife with geeks and losers who have nothing better to do than raise chaos on an INTERNET MESSAGE BOARD.
Originally posted by WesCottII
Could it not have occured to you this might be a different user name? No? thought not.
You forgot option four: His old user name wasn't anywhere NEAR as kick-ass cool as WesCottII.Originally posted by Sexy_Malibu
Gee... that never occured to me. [/sarcasm]
So which scenario is it:
(1) You were banned and came crawling back as someone new
OR
(2) You created a new-newbie username because you're a chicken
OR
(3) You're so smart you forget your original passwords
??
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.
Yeah, using my own second name was a stroke of genius on my part. Shame the two best names were takenOriginally posted by Giovanni Casanova
You forgot option four: His old user name wasn't anywhere NEAR as kick-ass cool as WesCottII.
Dude, it's all right. Not everyone can have a name as cool as Giovanni Casanova.Originally posted by WesCottII
Yeah, using my own second name was a stroke of genius on my part. Shame the two best names were taken![]()
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
I don't want my posts taken down. I am just angry at the direction this site is taking. It's as if the majority of the people who have joined since I was here last have not grown a bit, give horrible advice, are immature and there's not enough mature posters around anymore to set a good example for the newbies. One of the root causes of that problem is that somewhere along the line the sense of community was lost. The moderation policies of some are contributing to that problem and rather than listen and recognize it when it's pointed out, some of the moderators get defensive and start flaming anyone who disagrees with them or voices concerns. Arguments ensue and you get 9 page threads that Allen takes one look at, shakes his head and goes out to have a few beers in disgust.Originally posted by Don Ronny
Boy.. I am glad I only read this last page.
WTF is wrong with some of you?
My 2 cents....
Legally WYldfire doesnt have a case. She clicked "I Agree" on the disclaimer page and has forfeited the rights to her work. Case closed.
My only question is..what does Allen have to say about all this?
cheers mate! *holds up 6th beer*Originally posted by Wyldfire
shakes his head and goes out to have a few beers in disgust.![]()
For the record I agree with you on some points. I think it's sad that Allen doesnt address the big concerns here. He is asleep at the wheel and the site is suffering for it. It seems that the mods are being hired without much thought, just to handle the massive loads of posting that this site attracts. But doesnt it occur to you that modding is no easy task? I dont think any of these guys get paid (or laid) to do this.....umm except maybe Gio, who is banging a forum member (way to go, dude!)Originally posted by Wyldfire
The moderation policies of some are contributing to that problem and rather than listen and recognize it when it's pointed out, some of the moderators get defensive and start flaming anyone who disagrees with them or voices concerns. Arguments ensue and you get 9 page threads that Allen takes one look at, shakes his head and goes out to have a few beers in disgust.![]()
Now see , ya just gone and proved my point, Vinnie. Mods are not supposed to tell posters to "go f*ck themselves" I am very surprised that you are allowed to post sh!t like this, as it sets the wrong example.Originally posted by Vincent
To quote boondock saints
"Make like a tree and go f*ck yourself."
Flame wars are fun, yes, but modderating isn't a job. Its something we volunteer for.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.