saturnalia
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so everybody had sex with hundreds of women here?
yeah, right :moon:
yeah, right :moon:
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.
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.
I know what you are saying, but sadly it is different for a guy. Don't ever expect to compete with females for number of lays.Dryden said:I believe someone who is really confident it wouldn't be hard to fvck a new girl every week. I got a female friend in her 50s who was fvcking a new guy every week some time ago, I don't see why it would have to be different for a guy.
Why don't you make yourself useful and go through the threads and find an average.saturnalia said:so everybody had sex with hundreds of women here?
yeah, right :moon:
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.
saturnalia said:so everybody had sex with hundreds of women here?
yeah, right :moon:
This is true.Zarky said:These threads are about as useful as a thread asking guys what their d*ck-size is. A few guys would be honest, most guys would exaggerate, some would blatantly lie, some would troll. In the end there would be no way to tell who was honest and who was exaggerating and by how much.
That's why I say: self-reported sexual statistics are utterly worthless to analyze or discuss.
That one in particular was an internet meme joke.Kawai said:I can't verify anyone else's numbers on here, and I'd guess that 9k is pretty high, but I'll applaud if it's real. My number is retarded and quite honestly I was a retard for letting it get that high, and lucky I didn't end up with something far more consequential from a health standpoint.
I think you summed it up nicely. You have to take the good with the bad going for high numbers. Not every one (in fact not many) will be quality in either looks or personality. Sometimes you'll get one or the other, sometimes none, and sometimes all. LTRs were always higher quality on looks but unfortunately not on personality.Plutoman said:That one in particular was an internet meme joke.
Just sayin'.
However, I could easily see triple digits if someone sets their mind to it. Over my christmas break, I had chances at 9-10 total, but my inexperience typically blew it in some way, or alcohol, or I was beaten out by men that were 10-20 years older with plenty of money, that'd been frequenting the bars for years.
One every 1-2 months is an entirely reasonable number for someone who puts a bit of time into it, and that's without online dating. That's only considering night game, too.
Throw in daygame & online dating, have a steady job and good looks, solid experience with women, and triple digits is certainly a reasonable amount. Lower your standards to include 4's and 5's and you'll go very far indeed.
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.
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.
bukowski_merit said:I have had (what I consider to be) the truest form of love I'll ever know though. And I'm more happy with that experience than any of the randoms I've banged over the years.
The thing is though, most average schmucks CAN'T bang that skank, otherwise the lifetime average would be a lot higher.Night-hawk said:...but not drooling over how mighty you are for banging some skank another average shmuck could.
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.