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?
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.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
I lmfao when I read this XDRhoto said:They smell different.
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.
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.
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.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
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.
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.