Damn, you hear that penkitten? Gio thinks you are his PROPERTY!Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
Too bad. Mine.![]()
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I think it's time you send this chauvenist bastard packing.
Call me if you need comforting.
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.
Damn, you hear that penkitten? Gio thinks you are his PROPERTY!Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
Too bad. Mine.![]()
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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.
Hehe, hopefully your @ss is healed up and not sore from last time.Originally posted by Fist_of_Fury
*misbehavin*
on your way up, yet?
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.
hahaha go eternal!!Originally posted by Eternal
Oh yeah, before anyone tries anything...
*Grabs Fist_of_Fury*
Gio and Pen aren't the only ones that can have fun on here.
*Goes to UT* Wait, is that what you meant?Originally posted by penkitten
hahaha go eternal!!
Originally posted by Don Ronny
Damn, you hear that penkitten? Gio thinks you are his PROPERTY!
I think it's time you send this chauvenist bastard packing.
Call me if you need comforting.![]()
Baby it's your turn.Originally posted by penkitten
he can pack up and come here anytime![]()
i will be there in like 3 days, honeyOriginally posted by Giovanni Casanova
Baby it's your turn.
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.
Can't wait.Originally posted by penkitten
i will be there in like 3 days, honey
hang the mistletoe everywhere baby and vaccum all the floorsOriginally posted by Giovanni Casanova
Can't wait.
the sooner the better , our share goes to travel expenses hahaOriginally posted by Eternal
So...When do you want to start the promotion of the tape from you and Gio, Pen?
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.
Haha. *Goes off and advertises* Hmm...I got a reply from a company in Mexico. Can you two handle free Taco Bell for life?Originally posted by penkitten
the sooner the better , our share goes to travel expenses haha
Keagles are an excersice that make either your d*ck or p*ssy stronger (or tighter) and helps keep guys from busting quickly.Originally posted by GlutusMaximus86
I hate to interupt the fun but... what are Keagals? Also, I heard Madonna had some surgery when she made the music video "Like a Virgin" and it made her ***** seem as if it was a virgin ***** bc she had already had sex 4 times when she made the video. I know that's not what Keagals are, but as anyone ever heard of a surgery like that?
Originally posted by Eternal
Haha. *Goes off and advertises* Hmm...I got a reply from a company in Mexico. Can you two handle free Taco Bell for life?
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.