Does it really matter?Francisco d'Anconia said:Could we assume that the same would hold true if they were too small?
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.
Does it really matter?Francisco d'Anconia said:Could we assume that the same would hold true if they were too small?
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.
That's what we're trying to find out!Vypros said:Does it really matter?
WHY?Francisco d'Anconia said:That's what we're trying to find out!
It has nothing to do with the actual answer. It's the idea that women pretend that they don't care.Vypros said:WHY?
Again...WHY?
Who cares?
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.
And why should that bother you?Francisco d'Anconia said:It's the idea that women pretend that they don't care.
Vypros said:...So asking the question is feeding the insecurity. You need to rid yourself of that insecurity.
From the post: The Annoying GuyVypros said:You deal with these guys by ignoring them.
You don't have to "defend" yourself. Odds are, other people in the group are thinking the same thing as you.
If he contradicts you, just look at him, pause for a moment and hold eye contact, and then look away and by like "Annnnnyway...." and change the subject or go about as if he didn't say anything.
Since when do women talk and speak "authenticallly" or "logically" for that matter?Francisco d'Anconia said:What matters to me is the authenticity of women with what they say.
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.
Both of those were me.Vulpine said:The OP just about hit the nail on the head with "vagina size". Someone else came close with "get good at oral".
Excellent post.Vulpine said:Two things matter, Period.
The woman's level of arousal, and her control of the "pelvic floor".
With kegels, a woman can make a pencil feel huge. If a lazy woman doesn't care to keep up with kegel exercises, she just looks for a large cack to compensate.
And, when a woman becomes aroused, blood flow in the region increases, the cervix drops closer to the vagina, and the ****oris 'migrates' inward (toward the G-spot). If you put in some extra effort before intercourse, you're little elbow maccaroni noodle will feel BETTER than an eight-incher.
Back when I was a virgin, I was concerned that I might have a little wee-wee. Nowadays, I am very confident because I know that I'm very well endowed... with skills, regardless of the dilznick size. My cack is just the "cherry on top" of the whole event, so who cares about the size of it? It's the size of the sundae that matters.
i would choose the average before the other two.Francisco d'Anconia said:But here's a question that usually gets the truth out of them.
Women, given the choices between an average, a smaller than average and a larger than average penis to work with, which would you prefer? (Given that "average" means "comfortable fit" in this instance).
It seems as if most women would choose the one that fits best for them as opposed to the ones that don't. Sounds like it matters.penkitten said:i would choose the average before the other two.
if its too big, it would hurt.
if its too small, it would not do the job,
however if it were just right... then bingo!
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.
yes, but on the other hand, if the one that was average and fit best out of the three, could not work the wand, then that wouldn't work for me either.Francisco d'Anconia said:It seems as if most women would choose the one that fits best for them as opposed to the ones that don't. Sounds like it matters.
Yeah, but I bet you resourceful women would play cowgirl and ride 'em high if the size was right and cowboy was slight.penkitten said:yes, but on the other hand, if the one that was average and fit best out of the three, could not work the wand, then that wouldn't work for me either.
so, then you are left with the one that is too big and the one that is too small, right?
both could leave you in tears, one from pain and the other from frustration. lol
yes that is a great way to work things out.Francisco d'Anconia said:Yeah, but I bet you resourceful women would play cowgirl and ride 'em high if the size was right and cowboy was slight.![]()
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.