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..."
"She Laughed All Night. Then She Ghosted You. Here's Why."
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
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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"She Laughed All Night. Then She Ghosted You. Here's Why."
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
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
"She Made Her Decision Before You Finished Your Sentence"
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.
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*)
"She Wants a Man, Not a Boy"
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.
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