penkitten
Master Don Juan
dog gone it, now i am confused
whose lap are you in fists?
cause if you are in eternals, nevermind haha
whose lap are you in fists?
cause if you are in eternals, nevermind haha
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'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.
*Grabs whipped cream, a feather, some massage oil, lube, ice cubes, bandana, and a towel.* I'll show ya kinky this weekend.Originally posted by Fist_of_Fury
ooh....kinky...
Poor Sexy...You can sit on AFK's lap since you feel left out.Originally posted by Sexy_Malibu
Jesus. I walk away for 8 minutes and you guys are all confused. You bunch of wh*res don't even know whose lap you're sitting in!? Dirty sl*ts...
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
i sure am glad you guys rotate the weekends hahaOriginally posted by Eternal
*Gio, you might have to watch this site for a few days.
Originally posted by Eternal
Poor Sexy...You can sit on AFK's lap since you feel left out.![]()
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Yum, Mile Highness. This is gonna be fun.Originally posted by Fist_of_Fury
yeah gio...eternals gonna be...uh..indisposed....this weekened for a while.. might wanna keep an eye on the site. lol
*grabs Eternal, heads to the airplane bathroom*...this'll have to do until we get home...
Sorry AFK, you must be 21 to ride this ride.Originally posted by Eternal
Poor Sexy...You can sit on AFK's lap since you feel left out.![]()
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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.
D@mn G!!! You made me snort Pinot Grigio out my nose!!!Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
How about if I cast my C0ck of the Infinite?
Sorry Fran, you need my help...Originally posted by Francisco d'Anconia
D@mn G!!! You made me snort Pinot Grigio out my nose!!!
My turn, MY TURN! I cast MAGIC MISSLE!!!![]()
Hmm...Who knew a bathroom was THIS spacious?Originally posted by Fist_of_Fury
Well AFK, he tried. no luck though...oh well.
*still gettin it on with eternal in the bathroom*
yeah...mile highness...fun.
*** ducks way down****Originally posted by Eternal
Sorry Fran, you need my help...
To help, I cast Level 10 Viagra!![]()
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.
Originally posted by Eternal
Hmm...Who knew a bathroom was THIS spacious?
*Hoping I don't miss the food passing before we are done.*
*Runs out the bathroom holding on of the airline pillows to cover myself, steals my peanuts back, goes back to have fun with my girl.*Originally posted by penkitten
** steals eternals free peanuts, but doesnt share them with anyone **
Yeah Pen, you can have Gio's nuts...Hopefully they aren't in airtight packages either.Originally posted by Sexy_Malibu
Dude. Leave Eternal's nuts alone.
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.