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 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.
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.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
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?
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.