You promised you wouldn't tell anyone on here I said I'd help you paint your house! You owe me alright...now you have to babysit ALL of the kids instead of just one! :trouble: :crackup:Francisco d'Anconia said:*** snicker ***
Sorry guys. I just had an uncontrollable urge to create a noob-like thread.
BTW, yes; a woman did offer this to me. Yes; I accepted and she tells me that I "owe her big."
I think I'll show her my "O" face...
"OHhhhh..."
"The Kiss of Death Mistake"
You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
If a woman offers to help you paint your house does that mean that she likes you?
- Thread starter Francisco d'Anconia
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"I'm Not Looking for Anything Serious Right Now"
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.
Francisco d'Anconia said:Too late, this one has already asked (jokingly I hope) if I'd want a room mate.
Oh crap...I better retract my joke in my last post or people will think I was being serious, lol.
*note to everyone* I did NOT offer to help paint his house...
That's what I get for not reading the whole thread before posting, lol.
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Or nepotism????Nighthawk said:
Bevo
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I paint my room once a month to have sex that way
its a great way to get to know each other being busy, moving around and most of all there is not the expectations, that otherwise would make her feel too nervious
at one point some larger blob of paint may drop between her boobs, but she easily can clean that off
its a great way to get to know each other being busy, moving around and most of all there is not the expectations, that otherwise would make her feel too nervious
at one point some larger blob of paint may drop between her boobs, but she easily can clean that off
“The 22 Rules That Turned Me From Invisible to Irresistible With Women… Starting Tonight”
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.
Oh, I almost forgot my painter C+F. Always make jokes about caulking. "I know how to handle MY caulk, how bout you?" etc. "Before we paint, we gotta fill every hole up with something."
A little side story:
I was on a side job for my buddy at this hot milfs house. My boss said I would get a $150 bonus if I nailed the chick. While I was prepping the house, I laid on those lines. The day we painted, milf was sunbathing, slipping titty and ass shots at me, talking about sex. I hung out till late drinking wine with her. If here kids werent around, I definitily would have hit it. We made a deal, that if I painted a couple bathroom walls red for her later, she was gonna cook me a huge dinner, with massages. Then the next day, My boss and her got in the hugest fight, over personal matters, and ruined my chance. Bummer.
A little side story:
I was on a side job for my buddy at this hot milfs house. My boss said I would get a $150 bonus if I nailed the chick. While I was prepping the house, I laid on those lines. The day we painted, milf was sunbathing, slipping titty and ass shots at me, talking about sex. I hung out till late drinking wine with her. If here kids werent around, I definitily would have hit it. We made a deal, that if I painted a couple bathroom walls red for her later, she was gonna cook me a huge dinner, with massages. Then the next day, My boss and her got in the hugest fight, over personal matters, and ruined my chance. Bummer.
Francisco d'Anconia
Master Don Juan
Somebody save me... PLEAAAAAAASSSSEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!Wyldfire said:
Francisco d'Anconia
Master Don Juan
Cow pie mine field, don'cha think?Wyldfire said:
Francisco d'Anconia
Master Don Juan
C'mon, y'know you can't eat just.... Whoops....Oxide said:
(*Shaddup Francisco*)
"Why Women Dump the Guys Who Try the Hardest"
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.
Francisco d'Anconia
Master Don Juan
Personal matters? Was he trying to hit it too?woods said:
Francisco d'Anconia
Master Don Juan
Oh yeah here's an update.
I'm mostly moved but have some odds and ends left. Got help from this other woman and go some things done after moving stuff in both our cars and ending really late night no help to the snow storm. We had a good time, both of us looking a bit less than normally presentable and somehow she ended up wearing a couple of articles of myclothing (I'm not saying which, use your imagination to amuse yourself).
Since there's a bit left to move we had a good time, she offered to help me after work for the next couple of days. Why not, I'm not the kind to look a gift horse in the mouth; besides, she's been paying for dinner.
So I'm feeling pretty good, tired but good. This morning I get up and stumble into the bathroom and shuffle through various grooming paraphernalia looking for my shaver (unbeknownst to me lady friend has unpacked my grooming gear and organized it rather well, gotta thank her properly for that).
In the drawer I reach for my toothbrush and pick up a an electronic sonic toothbrush and try to think back to when I had packed it because I can not remember using it in any recent weeks. Then reality hits me. IT'S NOT MY TOOTHBRUSH!!!! :nervous:
And so the saga begins....
I'm mostly moved but have some odds and ends left. Got help from this other woman and go some things done after moving stuff in both our cars and ending really late night no help to the snow storm. We had a good time, both of us looking a bit less than normally presentable and somehow she ended up wearing a couple of articles of myclothing (I'm not saying which, use your imagination to amuse yourself).
Since there's a bit left to move we had a good time, she offered to help me after work for the next couple of days. Why not, I'm not the kind to look a gift horse in the mouth; besides, she's been paying for dinner.
So I'm feeling pretty good, tired but good. This morning I get up and stumble into the bathroom and shuffle through various grooming paraphernalia looking for my shaver (unbeknownst to me lady friend has unpacked my grooming gear and organized it rather well, gotta thank her properly for that).
In the drawer I reach for my toothbrush and pick up a an electronic sonic toothbrush and try to think back to when I had packed it because I can not remember using it in any recent weeks. Then reality hits me. IT'S NOT MY TOOTHBRUSH!!!! :nervous:
And so the saga begins....
spider_007
Master Don Juan
you think it was hers????
maybe she expected to stay the night???
did she??
come on, you can't leave us hanging like this
maybe she expected to stay the night???
did she??
come on, you can't leave us hanging like this