Francisco d'Anconia
Master Don Juan
:yes: But it's curious that you thought so...Rex Man said:...(After rereading your post, Fancicso, I realized that you where talking about anyone and not me in general)
Rex Man
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.
:yes: But it's curious that you thought so...Rex Man said:...(After rereading your post, Fancicso, I realized that you where talking about anyone and not me in general)
Rex Man
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.
Why would I be jealous about it? That's just my opinion, that you're playing russian roulette with your johnson banging that many chicks. But I don't really care who sticks their d!ck in what. Far be it for me to judge a man by what he does with his unit.Sicarius said:That's a stupid, jealous way to look at it. If you're 20 with 100 partners most of whom are significantly attractive, then you're just damn good.
Good point. That was my problem years ago. Good numbers, but the not sexual experience (or confidence) I should've had, because most were one night stands or two day flings. My friend's advice at the time was "find a steady, nasty girlfriend who loves sex and fvck her every day for a few months and then problem solved".if you are going to make a list of how manys, instead of how many different chicks in total, why dont you total how many times with each chick?
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.
Remember in another thread when I mentioned that most men are concerned with quantity over quality???? (hint, hint... wink, wink... nudge, nudge...)penkitten said:said a guy who could still count them on his fingers.
if you are going to make a list of how manys, instead of how many different chicks in total, why dont you total how many times with each chick?.
rex, im really not mean and heartless , as i was joking about the counting on the hands thing. i thought you could tell.Rex Man said:Penkitten- You are a very mean & cruel person, just wanted you to know that.
Rex Man
is this the one?Francisco d'Anconia said:My buds and I do talk about women but we definitely don't use them as a barometer of our sexual prowess; we might as well just whip our d1cks out onto the bar and compare length, it still doesn't effectively measure you as a man. You're shortchanging your life thinking that it such a measurement is such a major defining factor.
If you measure your life by the quality and not the quantity of what it contains you just might have a better outcome with women. So much so, that you may be with enough to realize that it just doesn't matter.
ummmmmm... Sure!Did I make the 'cool' list or something?
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.
Interesting. I'd be curious on the various definitions of quality.penkitten said:is this the one?
heres another :
http://www.sosuave.net/forum/showthread.php?t=102973&highlight=quality+quanity
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.
i honestly dont think i want to know all the different definitions of quality.Francisco d'Anconia said:Interesting. I'd be curious on the various definitions of quality.