I have a nice girlfriend and kind of have always gone down that route. But I'm lusting after all these hot,tanned, blonde *****es. I mean *****es literally too. Are those kind of girls worthwhile in a relationship or are nice girls the way to go?
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.
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.
Keep it that way.bud_2005 said:I have a nice girlfriend and kind of have always gone down that route.
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.
BS....as slut.ty as these girls acts, seems to me like they ain't hooking up that often. If you can find ones that are good in bed, then thry're the exception, not the rule.The Deacon said:and all the meanwhile have the best sex of your life.
let me sing yous a little song...bud_2005 said:I wouldn't know but I just assumed all these hot tanned blondes were freaks in the sheets.
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.
????penkitten said:let me sing yous a little song...
" What rolls down stairs?
Alone or in pairs?
Rolls over the neighbor's dog?
It's great for a snack, it fits on your back,
It's LOG, LOG, LOG!
It's Log, it's Log, it's big, it's heavy, it's wood!
It's Log, it's Log, it's better than bad, it's good!
Everyone wants a Log!
You're gonna love it, Log!
Come on and get your Log!
Everyone needs a Log!"
she's bad in bed... she's a log!bud_2005 said:????![]()