penkitten
Master Don Juan
you mean 22 dont you?Originally posted by AFK Protector
Did I say 16? That was typo. I clearly meant 21.
cause you should never say 21, we know you are bluffing...
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
you mean 22 dont you?Originally posted by AFK Protector
Did I say 16? That was typo. I clearly meant 21.
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 got two, so you can have one...Originally posted by Sexy_Malibu
I feel very deprieved now. I want nuts! (wow someone is totally gonna quote me on that one).
Originally posted by Eternal
I got two, so you can have one...
Only because Fist pointed out the packages AREN'T condoms..
Fist - Let the mile high sexing continue.
What do you think pen? A plane on the way to Florida in May?Originally posted by penkitten
*** hides in the airplane linen closet with the camera***
*** labels tape "mile highing"***
Ohh...Suacey.Originally posted by penkitten
*** hides in the airplane linen closet with the camera***
*** labels tape "mile highing"***
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.
yesh! and i have never been in an airplane bathroom, or an airplane eitherOriginally posted by Giovanni Casanova
What do you think pen? A plane on the way to Florida in May?
An airplane virgin! Quick Gio, help her!Originally posted by penkitten
yesh! and i have never been in an airplane bathroom, or an airplane either![]()
Snazzy? Hell, Fist and I are that skinny that we can fit.Originally posted by Sexy_Malibu
LOL. Geez. What kind of snazzy planes do you guys fly in that the bathrooms are not only big enough for sex, but there are linen closets in there too!?
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.
How the hell would you know!? We are on Southwest!Originally posted by Fist_of_Fury
with sex-sized bathrooms and linen closets
I'm an airplane virgin too, but I'll see what I can do.Originally posted by Eternal
An airplane virgin! Quick Gio, help her!![]()
*Sigh* It's gonna be awkward and uncomfortable because you two are virgins..Erm, airplane virgins...Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
I'm an airplane virgin too, but I'll see what I can do.
yay! we can be virgins together sweetheart.Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
I'm an airplane virgin too, but I'll see what I can do.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
Still, how do you know the bathrooms are big enough for sex? *Starting to think Chris was right.*Originally posted by Fist_of_Fury
Nope. I've only flown Southwest once...USAirways is cheaper...at least it has been.
I'm kiddin...you know that. Walkup is SO not my type...even if he is ripped and only answers to the name "Daddy"...Still, how do you know the bathrooms are big enough for sex? *Starting to think Chris was right.*
What about Bahn?Originally posted by Fist_of_Fury
I'm kiddin...you know that. Walkup is SO not my type...even if he is ripped and only answers to the name "Daddy"...
airplane virgins that isOriginally posted by Sexy_Malibu
Aww. You virgins are so cute.
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.