MacAvoy
Banned
What's a pig roast?
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
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.
Centaurion said:For those who don't know :
Double penetration = one c*ck in the vagina, one c*ck in the ass
I've had a threesome with a dude and a girl. We fvcked her 50 ways to sunday and back. It's not gay/bi as long as you don't touch the other guy.
That's it really. I wanted to try it out once. It has never happened again, and will not happen again in the future. :nono: But I've had numerous mff encounters, and will most likely have them in the future as well.joekerr31 said:to be honest, i think the guys particpating in this kind of behavior don't think its gay or bi. i think they are simply living out a porno fetish fantasy they have.
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.
Centaurion said:I don't consider myself gay/bi. I'm not aroused by other men, I don't like looking at naked men. I don't give a damn if a guy is gay/bi as long as they don't get in my personal space..
Btw, I do greek on women and women have given me rimjobs...does that make me gay/bi?![]()
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
That reminds me of Forrest Gump "I'm sorry I ruined your New Year's Eve party, Lieutenant Dan. She tastes like cigarettes."ThunderMaverick said:Ahh Gawd! I can't stand bad breath and B.O. and stinky pu$$y either!!
I guess my sense of smell is like Wolverine's because any small amount of bad breath or B.O OR ass that comes my way I can totally taste it! *throws up*
There's nothing worse than that putrid, wet ashtray breath on a chick. On ANYONE for that matter.MacAvoy said:That reminds me of Forrest Gump "I'm sorry I ruined your New Year's Eve party, Lieutenant Dan. She tastes like cigarettes."
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.
40 nsgs??? Something's wrong with her--- and you, if you respond to such!!!MacAvoy said:... She separated from husband about 9 months ago, has a 2 yr old son.
Now she's constantly sending me txt msgs, up to 40 a day,