taiyuu_otoko
Master Don Juan
this reminds me of a line from a Bloodhound Gang song:
"Like Jim Jones I'll take you out with one punch..."
"Like Jim Jones I'll take you out with one punch..."
"I'm Not Looking for Anything Serious Right Now"
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.
Poll : Your woman cheats on you. You punch :
- Thread starter aleste82
- Start date
"I just moved here from Florida."
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.
Seriously guys, do you even approach ?
Cause if you do, from time to time you'll have some big guy taping your shoulder "wadda ya want from my girl ?"
He is mate-guarding, and guess what, mate-guarding works.
You can try to AMOG him all you want like Tyler said, but not all cities are fagg*t cities, and you'll end beaten by the boyfriend, the boyfriend's friends, the club personel and the girl herself (at the end).
Dangerous guys don't get cucked. John Travolta didn't gave Uma Thurman a foot massage, because of Marcellus Wallace.
It is time to leave the "let's please the female limbic system" frame, and enter the "let's fully use the male limbic system" frame.
Cause if you do, from time to time you'll have some big guy taping your shoulder "wadda ya want from my girl ?"
He is mate-guarding, and guess what, mate-guarding works.
You can try to AMOG him all you want like Tyler said, but not all cities are fagg*t cities, and you'll end beaten by the boyfriend, the boyfriend's friends, the club personel and the girl herself (at the end).
Dangerous guys don't get cucked. John Travolta didn't gave Uma Thurman a foot massage, because of Marcellus Wallace.
It is time to leave the "let's please the female limbic system" frame, and enter the "let's fully use the male limbic system" frame.
wifehunter
Master Don Juan
Like hitting someone will solve the problem.
Children, please!
Children, please!
glass half full
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Learn from it, but don't beat yourself up for it. That is not being positive or productive.
"She Liked You in March. It's October Now."
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.
Anything out of your grasp is a troll ? Common reaction from a commoner. Here is a real life example of approaching, mate guarding, perception of threat and violence.
At one point, the group I’m with is sitting at the table next to theirs, and I overhear her say, “I can get any guy in this bar to buy me a drink.” Her boyfriend and the other chic are doubting her, so she calls over to our table, “I need a drink, who wants to get me one?” The guys at my table are staring at her, not sure how to react, the girls looking like they want to set her on fire and feed her ashes to dogs. I chime in first, “Depends. What are you drinking?”
“Ginger snap.”
“Aw, a foofy drink. We should do shots. I’m thinking tequila.”
She looks surprised, and mildly intrigued.
“No, I want a ginger snap.” She’s testing me.
We go back a forth a bit but she won’t come off the ginger snap, so I turn back to my table and start chatting.
I glance over and her friends are looking at her like “ha-ha told you so”, and she’s looking disappointed. She sees me looking over, so she tries again. “So you’re not gonna buy me a drink?”
I stand up, walk over, stand close to her looking down, take her by the hand, and say, “Let’s go to the bar and pick something out.”
Her eyes light up like she’s been hit by lighting. She gets up, takes me arm-in-arm, pulling me close so my arm is pressed against the side of her tit, and we start walking to the bar.
I’m thinking I don’t really want to get into a fight with her boyfriend and get kicked out of my favorite pub, so I pull away a little. She looks me in the eye with a mischievous twinkle, pulls me back in, and starts rubbing my arm against the side of her tit.
At this point I’m wondering whether this girl has any boundaries, and thinking mischievously myself about how to test them. We get to the bar and she still has my arm locked against her tit. As we’re waiting for the bartender, we banter back and forth about what drink I’m getting her, with me teasing her about her wimpy girly drinks. I pull my arm free and move it to her lower back and stroke it slowly. She turns to me, presses her tits into me and puts her hand on my chest. At this point I’m in the bubble and completely forgetting about the boyfriend. I imagine he must have been seething back at the table watching our little scene.
I think maybe my stroking gets her dress to misbehaving again, and she reaches down and starts pulling it back into place, commenting about how she keeps flashing everyone. I snicker and tell her she’s got a great ass, and that all the guys in the bar have been staring at it all night. I give a couple gentle tugs on the back of her dress and say, “Why don’t you give ‘em all a show?” She gives me a naughty girl look, and says, “Go for it.” I pull slowly on the back of her dress. I can feel it coming up, but I have no idea how much, because I’m eye locked with her, and she’s staring back with a look like she wants me to throw her across the bar and ravage. Then she giggles and says, “Not that far,” and starts pulling her dress back down. That’s when the forgotten boyfriend shows up.
He pushes us apart, turns to me and yells “WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING!”
Part of my brain is telling me to get ready for a fight and start thinking about how to calm him down, but I can’t help just laughing. Then the girl shouts, “Leave us alone!” She starts trying to claw her way past him to get back to me. He turns to her, pushes her back, and yells, “WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU!”
“Go away! He’s buying me a drink!” They’re in a little wrestling match as she’s still trying to wriggle around him and he’s holding her back.
I figure this is my chance to exit stage left before things get ugly, so I retreat to the bathroom. I take a piss, then I’m washing my hands as he storms in. “Dude, that was so uncool!” I back up, ready for a fight. I look at him for a moment and decide he’s not gonna fight over it. So I do a weak mea culpa, calm him down, and he leaves.
When I get back to the table a WK friend of mine hits me with “That was just so wrong, you shouldn’t have done that.”
So I say “She asked me to.” I tell the story of what we said at the bar, and we all have a good laugh about it. I can feel the stares of the two of them boring into me. When I glance over, I see them looking at me, him with daggers, her with tingles. They pay their bill and leave, so no chance to seal the deal.
https://heartiste.wordpress.com/2018/02/20/exhibitionists-end/
DEEZEDBRAH
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I next her. The dude you should buy a drink for weeding out a disgusting ***** form your life.
4. is what has been the norm for millenia, something you seem to have bitterly forgotten. Deep down inside you know I am right, you just don't allow yourself to inspect this option, because what you call stupid is simply more difficult, and more dangerous. So what ? Do you expect to live forever ?
Let a bit of science open your eyes...
When Violence Pays: A Cost-Benefit Analysis of Aggressive Behavior in Animals and Humans
https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC3859192/
"An optimization analysis of human behavior from a comparative perspective can improve our understanding of the adaptiveness of human nature. Intra-specific competition for resources provides the main selective pressure for the evolution of violent aggression toward conspecifics, and variation in the fitness benefits and costs of aggression can account for inter-specific and inter-individual differences in aggressiveness. When aggression reflects competition for resources, its benefits vary in relation to the characteristics of the resources (their intrinsic value, abundance, spatial distribution, and controllability) while its costs vary in relation to the characteristics of organisms and how they fight (which, in turn, affects the extent to which aggression entails risk of physical injury or death, energetic depletion, exposure to predation, psychological and physiological stress, or damage to social relationships). Humans are a highly aggressive species in comparison to other animals, probably as a result of an unusually high benefit-to-cost ratio for intra-specific aggression. This conclusion is supported by frequent and widespread occurrence of male-male coalitionary killing and by male-female sexual coercion. Sex differences in violent aggression in humans and other species probably evolved by sexual selection and reflect different optimal competitive strategies for males and females."
The Behavioral Ecology of Male Violence
http://quillette.com/2018/02/24/behavioral-ecology-male-violence/
“Aggressive competition for access to mates is much
more beneficial for human males than for females…”
Don't let the general f@ggotery of the tertiary leftoïds and their laws fool you, men are born to fight for, and not to "next", bitches.
Let a bit of science open your eyes...
When Violence Pays: A Cost-Benefit Analysis of Aggressive Behavior in Animals and Humans
https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC3859192/
"An optimization analysis of human behavior from a comparative perspective can improve our understanding of the adaptiveness of human nature. Intra-specific competition for resources provides the main selective pressure for the evolution of violent aggression toward conspecifics, and variation in the fitness benefits and costs of aggression can account for inter-specific and inter-individual differences in aggressiveness. When aggression reflects competition for resources, its benefits vary in relation to the characteristics of the resources (their intrinsic value, abundance, spatial distribution, and controllability) while its costs vary in relation to the characteristics of organisms and how they fight (which, in turn, affects the extent to which aggression entails risk of physical injury or death, energetic depletion, exposure to predation, psychological and physiological stress, or damage to social relationships). Humans are a highly aggressive species in comparison to other animals, probably as a result of an unusually high benefit-to-cost ratio for intra-specific aggression. This conclusion is supported by frequent and widespread occurrence of male-male coalitionary killing and by male-female sexual coercion. Sex differences in violent aggression in humans and other species probably evolved by sexual selection and reflect different optimal competitive strategies for males and females."
The Behavioral Ecology of Male Violence
http://quillette.com/2018/02/24/behavioral-ecology-male-violence/
“Aggressive competition for access to mates is much
more beneficial for human males than for females…”
Don't let the general f@ggotery of the tertiary leftoïds and their laws fool you, men are born to fight for, and not to "next", bitches.
DEEZEDBRAH
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If someone here ****ed my girl, my teenage self would beat the **** out of said male. At 30, I would buy that male a drink and said woman would be discarded from my life forever. She could get murdered the next day and I would not give a single ****. Too busy make money, traveling, and getting hotter babes.
"She Laughed All Night. Then She Ghosted You. Here's Why."
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.
speed dawg
Master Don Juan
This is what I'd do in the situation:
- If it's my girlfriend, I don't let them know I'm there. You really have nothing to lose but pride, so who cares. It sucks, but take your medicine, retreat to your privacy, vent/mourn/get pissed for a while, and get over it. Don't let them see your weakness. And pull back attention from your girlfriend, that can be your revenge because she'll want to know what's up. She'll never admit to cheating, so you can have fun with it and see how much she lies.
- If it's my wife, I'd try to hide, and get a few pictures to document the situation.
Both relationships are over, so may as well make the best of the situation. It's easy for me to say this now, not being in that situation, I full admit that. I hope I could truly be calm and collective in the moment. But the good news is, if your hor is cheating, you kinda see it coming, unless you're a total retard.
- If it's my girlfriend, I don't let them know I'm there. You really have nothing to lose but pride, so who cares. It sucks, but take your medicine, retreat to your privacy, vent/mourn/get pissed for a while, and get over it. Don't let them see your weakness. And pull back attention from your girlfriend, that can be your revenge because she'll want to know what's up. She'll never admit to cheating, so you can have fun with it and see how much she lies.
- If it's my wife, I'd try to hide, and get a few pictures to document the situation.
Both relationships are over, so may as well make the best of the situation. It's easy for me to say this now, not being in that situation, I full admit that. I hope I could truly be calm and collective in the moment. But the good news is, if your hor is cheating, you kinda see it coming, unless you're a total retard.