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
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.
: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
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.
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?
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.
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?
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.
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.