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...
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.
you mean 22 dont you?Originally posted by AFK Protector
Did I say 16? That was typo. I clearly meant 21.
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.
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"***
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.
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!?
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
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.
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.
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.
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.