bigjohnson
Master Don Juan
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As far as I'm concerned the strippers are the smart ones inside a strip club. They're getting paid a lot for almost nothing. .....
You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
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.
I went to one near my house and since I was thinking with my ****...I could not help myself. A lap dance cost $20.00 and then you can go to the VIP room for around $200.00.Bible_Belt said:Damn, I gotta go to a strip club! :crackup: Is that what those "vip" rooms are for? Has anyone else seen that, where you get to jizz on the strippers? I did not know that existed.
hahahah.Bible_Belt said:Of course, after you bust one, you are like WTF...what a waste of money.
lol, just like a traditional date.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
There also used to be a rooftop club/bar in Key West with topless bartenders. Guys and girls as customers, probably more girls. Never seen anything like that before.kingwilliam said:There is a great strip club in Key West..............pretty crazy place... very welcoming to touch
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
This is why alot of women strip. They are not buying into the whole "my body is a temple" ideology, and see how crazy men get over boobies, and so they make that money. Just like the guy ^^^ who strips.joekerr31 said:i bet most strippers are thinking to themselves "this is just plain nuts. i can't believe these guys are willing to give me a ton of money just to look at my t*ts."
MacAvoy said:18 yrs old: hometown (Ontario legal age 19) raunchy stip club is having feature dancers from out of town, me & friends go have a good time, me & best friend go back 2nd night, stripper says to my best friend while I'm in the washroom, I can never get Macavoy to touch me while I'm dancing. I get the hint, get private dance, take her home, she's doin rails in my washroom before I rail her. Go back one more night by myself, she comes back to my place but asks if we can just get a bite to eat.
Did you nail them without paying though? That's the question.MacAvoy said:3 years ago, living crazy lifestyle, me & 2 cousins are in Toronto strip club, meet 2 strippers they met a few weeks ago in Ottawa, we tell them where we are staying, they get a room there too. We also leave for a while but tell them we'll meet them back at midnight and hook up later. We take them back to our rooms and have a gangbang.
You're supposed to tip?!speed dawg said:. Then the dude's didn't tip.
I didn't pay a dime in either of the 2 quoted scenarios.edger said:Did you nail them without paying though? That's the question.
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.
If they were they hot/attractive, then thumbs upMacAvoy said:I didn't pay a dime in either of the 2 quoted scenarios.
Count as actually having won.bigjohnson said:Count for what?
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.