penkitten
Master Don Juan
i think i have permission to sit in his lapOriginally posted by Eternal
You gotta talk to Gio about that one...My "rates" aren't universal.![]()
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.
i think i have permission to sit in his lapOriginally posted by Eternal
You gotta talk to Gio about that one...My "rates" aren't universal.![]()
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.
Originally posted by AFK Protector
I'm underaged. I will bring soda.
That works. That'll save on seating cost!Originally posted by penkitten
i think i have permission to sit in his lap![]()
I'm just saying, there might be a hole in the bottom of the popcorn bucket if you know what I mean.Originally posted by Eternal
That works. That'll save on seating cost!![]()
You two can talk and see what pops up.
That ranks up there with the Wizard Hat...Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
I'm just saying, there might be a hole in the bottom of the popcorn bucket if you know what I mean.
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.
i like it when he plays dress upOriginally posted by Eternal
That ranks up there with the Wizard Hat...
What if he's a rhino?Originally posted by penkitten
i like it when he plays dress up
There is nothing more serious than a rhino that's about to charge your ass.Originally posted by Eternal
What if he's a rhino?
somehow darling, that just doesn't sound very sexy.Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
There is nothing more serious than a rhino that's about to charge your ass.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
How about if I cast my C0ck of the Infinite?Originally posted by penkitten
somehow darling, that just doesn't sound very sexy.
That works...Thanks for wearing a skirt.Originally posted by Fist_of_Fury
I'm sitting right ontop of ya...hehe. For some reason I was thinking you'd like this better than a hole in the popcorn bucket...![]()
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.
im already sitting in his lap....Originally posted by Fist_of_Fury
I'm sitting right ontop of ya...hehe. For some reason I was thinking you'd like this better than a hole in the popcorn bucket...![]()
*Ushers seabreeze out the door.* Of course not...Well, wait a minute, let me go do a comparision first...Originally posted by Fist_of_Fury
While I'm sitting here...what's this "girl(s)" stuff...are there other girls involved in this....becuase i wanna see her face....tell ya if she's worth losin' this piece...![]()
She meant she was sitting on my lap.Originally posted by penkitten
im already sitting in his lap....
for future reference, i am always sitting in gio's lap!
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.