Kenny Powers
Senior Don Juan
Anyone know how? I have some white sheets I can't use cause they have blatant semen stains on them. I've washed them twice but nothing happens. I think maybe they're too set in
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 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.
You need to apply detergent directly to the stain, maybe All or Tide. Then rub the sheet together at the stained section to smear in the detergent. Then wash it with hot water with a full cup of detergent. That should fade out the stain significantly.Kenny Powers said:Anyone know how? I have some white sheets I can't use cause they have blatant semen stains on them. I've washed them twice but nothing happens. I think maybe they're too set in
or like the godfather scene with the horse headDesdinova said:That's why i never buy white sheets. My gf doesnt mind sex while she's on her period. If I had white sheets, it'd look like I murdered a small family while sleeping.
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.
Did the other guys who banged her before you actually do her like that as well or is this something new for her? Since I only sleep with virgins I tend to not have much experience with the kinky stuff.Desdinova said:That's why i never buy white sheets. My gf doesnt mind sex while she's on her period. If I had white sheets, it'd look like I murdered a small family while sleeping.
I have no clue. Other than knowing that she wasn't very sexually active before me, I haven't asked her about her previously sexual experiences. I really don't think there's any point in knowing.BigJimbo said:Did the other guys who banged her before you actually do her like that as well or is this something new for her? Since I only sleep with virgins I tend to not have much experience with the kinky stuff.
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.
Geeez Atom! You're a serious fvcker when it laundry!Atom Smasher said:Shout won't do squat.
Soak them for 2 solid days in a bucket of HOT water and Oxi-Clean Max Force. It doesn't matter that the water gets cold. It's the initial heat that counts. I guarantee your stains will come out.
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.
You should see how I am with my carpets. I just ran through the whole place with my new Hoover carpet cleaner and found great gratification in dumping out that filthy water. It's amazing how dirty seemingly clean carpets can be.5string said:Geeez Atom! You're a serious fvcker when it laundry!
You aren't really Martha Stewart in disguise are ya?![]()