http://www.breitbart.com/article.php?id=D8VBB9D00&show_article=1
beware of those americanized hoes.
more reason to just Next them all.
beware of those americanized hoes.
more reason to just Next them all.
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.
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.
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.
LOL even if you marry a virgin eventually she will cheat on you and wouldnt you have to be a virgin too to make it equally safe until infidelity time comes around?Luke Skywalker said:It's actually says 1/2 of black girls teens have stds of some form.
Obviously, this is the price or consequence of something. People should make an informed decision if they want to catch an std, seeing there is a 50/50 chance you'll catch one if you engage in sex. Just flip a coin, heads - you got it, tails, you got lucky this time but may catch it next time. Fun eh? Russian roulette.
Unless you marry a virgin who never cheats on you, there's always a risk of catching an STD, since the wife can catch an std from someone else if she cheats, or may catch an std from someone if she's not a virgin. So, I don't think this is limited to hoes since lots of people who may not be hoes have had some sort of pre-maritial sex.
Everybody on here knows I'm a virgin, I'm going to be the 32 year old virgin on here in a few days.DonGorgon said:LOL even if you marry a virgin eventually she will cheat on you and wouldnt you have to be a virgin too to make it equally safe until infidelity time comes around?
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.
Luke Skywalker said:I'm going to be the 32 year old virgin on here in a few days.
Like I said, maybe you got lucky, but there are lots of people who aren't as lucky, as the stats will show, or it would be like 1 in 100, rather than 1 in 4 or 1 in 2. Chances like that still sound like russian roulette.Bible_Belt said:What std do I have? I probably would test positive for hpv, just guessing even though I never had a wart, and a law student girlfriend I almost married gave me molluscum contagiousum last year. It's like a painless little zit on your d!ck - not the end of the world.
I'm not scared of dying as much as what the premise of dying is. If I die, for example, to save a kid from being run over by a bus and risk my life to do that it's one thing, but risking your life for selfish fleeting pleasure is another, because you are in the wrong side of the fence.Bible_belt said:Why are you scared of dying, Luke? imho, Christians should not fear death, if you are confident about what comes afterward. This is why I wanted you to get a motorcycle. Some risk taking behavior would be good for you.
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 am not avoiding serious relationships because of that, in fact, nobody that I know (and like and is up to standard) wants to have a relationship with me so that has nothing to do with that discussion.The Inside Man said:Luke we just want to see you enjoy the awesomeness of sex. Real sex, not a casual, drunk, or only physical "selfish fleeting pleasure". With a woman that you care about and have feelings for. It makes it 100 times better... Good for you that you're avoiding a lifetime of casual sex. But why are you avoiding serious relationships, or sex between two people who really like each other? Don't convince yourself its not worth it.
TheInsideMan said:You can't catch STDs through anything less than direct mucousal membrane or genital contact anyway, as told to me by my primary physician, so your last point is irrelevant. Don't let the shock tactics, guilt, or fear of your upbringing or the extremists of Christianity keep you from one of the best experiences, if not the best, life has to offer. And I say that as a Christian.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.