Does it really matter?Francisco d'Anconia said:Could we assume that the same would hold true if they were too small?
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
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?
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.
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 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.
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!
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.
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.![]()
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.