SamTheHobit
Master Don Juan
I would like to know what sighns indicate shes a slut,
i think smoking and tattoos are a big sighn any other ideas?
i think smoking and tattoos are a big sighn any other ideas?
She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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 lmfao when I read this XDRhoto said:They smell different.
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 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.
I was right about the smoking and those damn tatoos hahaha this was hilarious though!!azanon said:Here's a reliable guide, Sam: http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/lvg/93704641.html
*nods furiously*Bible_Belt said:All slvts are angry at Daddy.
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.
haha I was thinking the same thing...not about your girl though.mpimpin said:Great my girlfriend's a slut... I knew that though
edit: also http://roissy.wordpress.com/2008/12/29/its-easy-to-identify-a-slut/So what makes a quality girl? Well, I know what *doesn’t* make a quality girl.
* She has cheated more than three times in her life, or has cheated more than once on the same boyfriend.
* She forgets to say “thank you” when you buy her a drink. Buying her a second drink confirms her ingratitude.
* She dates around. Dating around — specifically, seeing more than one person concurrently — is a prerogative of men only, for reasons having to do with the greater leverage men need to arm themselves with to compete in a dating market that is fundamentally tilted in favor of women. Any girl who makes a habit of dating more than one guy at a time, especially if the parallel dating lasts longer than one month, in order to milk her options is a bad seed. In all my years of banging, one soulsaving thing I’ve learned is to walk away from any girl who I’ve discovered is also dating other men. Even if I beat the competition and win her over, it never ends well.
* She tells you she has a long distance boyfriend she loves, then proceeds to bang you anyway. A few months later, you see her groping a new guy, and she’s still with her boyfriend. (That relationship is doomed.)
* Her default mode is sarcasm, negativity, coarseness, and shamelessness.
* She spends twice as much time getting ready for a house party than she spends getting ready for a date with you.
* She can’t control her impulse to flirt with other men. Double minus points if she does this in your presence.
* She doesn’t seem nervous undressing in front of you the first time.
* She ****s you on a pretense of less than the sum total of an hour of conversation, and calls you the next day worried that your condomless sex might have given her something. (She’s been down this road before.)
* She is proud to be on the pill and considers her dependence on it a carte blanche slut sanctioner instead of a safety net affection fortifier.
* She is cavalier about casual sex.
The last one, by far, is the most important. There are girls in just their slightest mannerisms and looks, that almost cannot be described, give them away as women who've been to more than their share of rodeos.She broaches the subject of sex first.
She suggests kinky sex acts.
She’s neurotic and disagreeable.
She frequently goes commando.
She’s got that crazy, hyper, coked-up look in her eyes.
She shows a lot of cleavage all the time.
She *really* seems to know what she’s doing in bed.
She has an impressive collection of vibrators and admits to wacking off to porn.
She asks you how many women you’ve slept with or accuses you of being a player.
She seems “hard”.
She’s incredibly circumspect or incredibly forthcoming about her past or sex in general.
She’s an artsy type.
She tells you about all the places she’s traveled.
She never has a break between men longer than one week.
You’re tapping her for the first time and she doesn’t remind you to put on a condom.
She never stops **** testing you.
She buys you a lot of gifts.
She’s OK with making out in bars.
She lets you snort coke off her ass.
She’s black. (note: I didn't write this original post)
She has a lot of slutty friends.
Her **** is cavernous.
Your gut tells you she may be a slut.
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.