Why "Whatever You Want" Keeps You Single

She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.

You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.

The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.

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Ridiculous POF date

Zarky

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I went out on yet another POF first date tonight. This chick was early 40s and made it clear early on that she was DTF so I agreed to meet her. She moved from London to Southern Cal about 10 years ago. British accent.

So we meet at a bar. We're making standard first-date small talk and she pounds 6 glasses of white wine, one after the other. I usually have to encourage chicks to drink, but by the time she was on her 6th I suggested she stop because she was clearly f*cked up.

After that she grabs me and starts making out with me at the bar. It wasn't a dive bar but a decent place where people were eating right next to us and she's tonguing me down right there.

Then she goes, "So are you gonna f*ck me, huh huh huh? Are you, huh huh?" I go "ok." She's like "I have a Victoria's Secret body you know." I go "Ok let's leave."

So we leave. She can barely walk out of the place. People are staring as we leave. I drive her home, which fortunately isn't far away.

We get to her place and she starts getting bossy and belligerent. She can't find her keys, then we find the keys and she can't find the one that fits her door. I can't either. Then she opens the gate and it hits me in the face. Then she falls against the door and slams her skull into it.

Finally we have to climb a fence into her back yard. She can't get any doors open so we walk up to this open window. She takes all her clothes off outside and pulls me down next to what smelled like a pile of fertilizer and goes, "F*ck me f*ck me now now nowwww." So I sort of did there on this dirty outdoor patio, with my knees digging into the dirty concrete. But despite the fact that her body was indeed very nice, I was rapidly going limp.

So I pulled her up to get her in through the window. Took like 10 minutes she was so drunk. I then went in. At this point I wasn't sure if this was even her place and I had visions of some dude coming down the hallway with a baseball bat so my d*ck was practically inside me. :nervous:

I had forgotten my sunglasses were on the top of my head and when I went through the window they fell down onto my face. She grabbed them and threw them against the wall. These are $100 Oakleys so I was pissed and picked them up off the floor. :trouble:

We got into what I assume was her bedroom and there were three huge Dobermans in crates that started barking and clawing at the bars as soon as they saw us. She let one out and it immediately jumped on the bed and started gnawing on a rawhide thing. She was shouting at the dog "Get off!!! Get off the bed!!" but it didn't budge.

Then she pulled me onto the bed and started going down on me, but at this point Mr. Happy wanted nothing to do with the situation. The dogs were continuously barking like crazy and biting at the cage doors and I was starting to get a headache.

Then suddenly the front door opened and her female roommate came walking in and looked in her bedroom and said "Are you ok in here?" and she shouted "Get out, get out!! I'm naked!!!"

Then the dog got up and started licking my shoulders and face and snuggling up against my bare ass. The other dogs were still barking. After a few minutes of this I told her I had to go because this situation was too f*cked up. She said "Fine, go then!!" and tried to get up but fell over and slammed her head into the side of the headboard. I put on my clothes and left and hauled ass home. Fortunately I don't think I left anything there.

HOWEVER, despite all that, I was inside her for about 30 seconds on the patio so it does add to my tally. 5 more lays to get my "40 by 40 badge." :rockon: :eek:
 

"So, What Do You Do for Fun?"

She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.

Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.

The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.

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That's one of the funniest fvcking things I've heard.
Classic.

I once rooted a 50yo cougar who had a fvcking dog in the room.
Firstly she started pyssing in the toilet and called me in so she could suck my dyck as she was pyssing.
Then I took her to the bed and started pounding her. The whole time this little white dog was on the bed barking its fvcking head off.

I blew my load, told her I was going outside for a smoke and hauled arse down the street where I called a cab.
 

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Zarky said:
I went out on yet another POF first date tonight. This chick was early 40s and made it clear early on that she was DTF so I agreed to meet her. She moved from London to Southern Cal about 10 years ago. British accent.

So we meet at a bar. We're making standard first-date small talk and she pounds 6 glasses of white wine, one after the other. I usually have to encourage chicks to drink, but by the time she was on her 6th I suggested she stop because she was clearly f*cked up.

After that she grabs me and starts making out with me at the bar. It wasn't a dive bar but a decent place where people were eating right next to us and she's tonguing me down right there.

Then she goes, "So are you gonna f*ck me, huh huh huh? Are you, huh huh?" I go "ok." She's like "I have a Victoria's Secret body you know." I go "Ok let's leave."

So we leave. She can barely walk out of the place. People are staring as we leave. I drive her home, which fortunately isn't far away.

We get to her place and she starts getting bossy and belligerent. She can't find her keys, then we find the keys and she can't find the one that fits her door. I can't either. Then she opens the gate and it hits me in the face. Then she falls against the door and slams her skull into it.

Finally we have to climb a fence into her back yard. She can't get any doors open so we walk up to this open window. She takes all her clothes off outside and pulls me down next to what smelled like a pile of fertilizer and goes, "F*ck me f*ck me now now nowwww." So I sort of did there on this dirty outdoor patio, with my knees digging into the dirty concrete. But despite the fact that her body was indeed very nice, I was rapidly going limp.

So I pulled her up to get her in through the window. Took like 10 minutes she was so drunk. I then went in. At this point I wasn't sure if this was even her place and I had visions of some dude coming down the hallway with a baseball bat so my d*ck was practically inside me. :nervous:

I had forgotten my sunglasses were on the top of my head and when I went through the window they fell down onto my face. She grabbed them and threw them against the wall. These are $100 Oakleys so I was pissed and picked them up off the floor. :trouble:

We got into what I assume was her bedroom and there were three huge Dobermans in crates that started barking and clawing at the bars as soon as they saw us. She let one out and it immediately jumped on the bed and started gnawing on a rawhide thing. She was shouting at the dog "Get off!!! Get off the bed!!" but it didn't budge.

Then she pulled me onto the bed and started going down on me, but at this point Mr. Happy wanted nothing to do with the situation. The dogs were continuously barking like crazy and biting at the cage doors and I was starting to get a headache.

Then suddenly the front door opened and her female roommate came walking in and looked in her bedroom and said "Are you ok in here?" and she shouted "Get out, get out!! I'm naked!!!"

Then the dog got up and started licking my shoulders and face and snuggling up against my bare ass. The other dogs were still barking. After a few minutes of this I told her I had to go because this situation was too f*cked up. She said "Fine, go then!!" and tried to get up but fell over and slammed her head into the side of the headboard. I put on my clothes and left and hauled ass home. Fortunately I don't think I left anything there.

HOWEVER, despite all that, I was inside her for about 30 seconds on the patio so it does add to my tally. 5 more lays to get my "40 by 40 badge." :rockon: :eek:
Hahahahahahaha god damn! That's some story.
 

"She Made Her Decision Before You Finished Your Sentence"

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.

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Funny story, but at least you increased your number toward your "40 by 40" goal, right? ;)
 

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Hilarious. Though I told you this in your other thread and I will tell you again. Is this kind of thing really what you want? Low class skanks that yeah, will fvck on the first date, but who bring this kind of baggage to the table?

I've been through all of that, and trust me it is not worth it in the least. All you will be in the end is a depressed man ***** who will at some point stop and ask himself "wtf am I doing"?

Go after a better class of woman bro. Yeah, they may not sleep with you on the first date. Some still will. But the other things they bring to the table will be so much more worth it than this crap you went through last night.
 
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cordoncordon said:
Hilarious. Though I told you this in your other thread and I will tell you again. Is this kind of thing really what you want? Low class skanks that yeah, will fvck in the first date, but who bring this kind of baggage to the table?

I've been through all of that, and trust me it is not worth it in the least. All you will be in the end is a depressed man ***** who will at some point stop and ask himself "wtf am I doing"?

Go after a better class of woman bro. Yeah, they may not sleep with you on the first date. Some still will. But the other things they bring to the table will be so much more worth it than this crap you went through last night.

Haha, don't waste your time man. He's on a "40 by 40" mission and I don't think anything will derail him! But this seems to be what he wants, so more power to him.

I'm with you, but it really is personal preference.
 

"How I Made Sure No Woman Ever Friend-Zoned Me Again"

She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.

You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.

She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.

The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.

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wow haha this is epic.

.. dear penthouse ...
 

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Zarky said:
I went out on yet another POF first date tonight. This chick was early 40s and made it clear early on that she was DTF so I agreed to meet her. She moved from London to Southern Cal about 10 years ago. British accent.

So we meet at a bar. We're making standard first-date small talk and she pounds 6 glasses of white wine, one after the other. I usually have to encourage chicks to drink, but by the time she was on her 6th I suggested she stop because she was clearly f*cked up.

After that she grabs me and starts making out with me at the bar. It wasn't a dive bar but a decent place where people were eating right next to us and she's tonguing me down right there.

Then she goes, "So are you gonna f*ck me, huh huh huh? Are you, huh huh?" I go "ok." She's like "I have a Victoria's Secret body you know." I go "Ok let's leave."

So we leave. She can barely walk out of the place. People are staring as we leave. I drive her home, which fortunately isn't far away.

We get to her place and she starts getting bossy and belligerent. She can't find her keys, then we find the keys and she can't find the one that fits her door. I can't either. Then she opens the gate and it hits me in the face. Then she falls against the door and slams her skull into it.

Finally we have to climb a fence into her back yard. She can't get any doors open so we walk up to this open window. She takes all her clothes off outside and pulls me down next to what smelled like a pile of fertilizer and goes, "F*ck me f*ck me now now nowwww." So I sort of did there on this dirty outdoor patio, with my knees digging into the dirty concrete. But despite the fact that her body was indeed very nice, I was rapidly going limp.

So I pulled her up to get her in through the window. Took like 10 minutes she was so drunk. I then went in. At this point I wasn't sure if this was even her place and I had visions of some dude coming down the hallway with a baseball bat so my d*ck was practically inside me. :nervous:

I had forgotten my sunglasses were on the top of my head and when I went through the window they fell down onto my face. She grabbed them and threw them against the wall. These are $100 Oakleys so I was pissed and picked them up off the floor. :trouble:

We got into what I assume was her bedroom and there were three huge Dobermans in crates that started barking and clawing at the bars as soon as they saw us. She let one out and it immediately jumped on the bed and started gnawing on a rawhide thing. She was shouting at the dog "Get off!!! Get off the bed!!" but it didn't budge.

Then she pulled me onto the bed and started going down on me, but at this point Mr. Happy wanted nothing to do with the situation. The dogs were continuously barking like crazy and biting at the cage doors and I was starting to get a headache.

Then suddenly the front door opened and her female roommate came walking in and looked in her bedroom and said "Are you ok in here?" and she shouted "Get out, get out!! I'm naked!!!"

Then the dog got up and started licking my shoulders and face and snuggling up against my bare ass. The other dogs were still barking. After a few minutes of this I told her I had to go because this situation was too f*cked up. She said "Fine, go then!!" and tried to get up but fell over and slammed her head into the side of the headboard. I put on my clothes and left and hauled ass home. Fortunately I don't think I left anything there.

HOWEVER, despite all that, I was inside her for about 30 seconds on the patio so it does add to my tally. 5 more lays to get my "40 by 40 badge." :rockon: :eek:

LMAO! If you're making the story up, good comedy writing skills! lol. But then again I wouldn't be surprised in the least if the story was true as this is definately the type of woman on POF.

The site is literally crawling with these type all over. Doesn't matter what state or if it's the U.S, Canada, or U.K., doesn't matter how well the profile is written, doesn't matter how 'wholesome' she may look in her pictures.. POF is nothing more than the new Adult Friend Finder whack job magnet. Only use it to find, fvck, then GTFO never to be seen again. Seriously.
 

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Is ***** so scarce that you had to go through all this (Your that desperate or she was that fine). I would've been straight after I seen her climbing fences and stuff. Plus that pu$$y was too easy. Go get tested dude, I hope you didn't screw her raw.
 

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ROFLLLLLLLLL @ this story

Plenty of ****ery b.s. go on Skout Zarky the girls will invite you straight to their house or come over to yours

Epic story though
 

"You Can't Argue a Woman Into Liking You"

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.

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The story was absolutely true. Once I unlock my "40-by-40" achievement, I may tone it down a little.

But come on, I've got other "normal" relps, these POF first-night lays are purely for sport and fun. I'm not exactly looking for a wife.

Although, from a previous post of mine, here are sex goals I thought up for the average guy to strive for:

5 (lays) x (age) 20
20x30
40x40
75x50
100xdeath

I missed the first two achievements. I had 1 by 20 and 11 by 30, so I really want that third achievement. Then once I get my 40x40, I then need 35 more in the next decade to hit the next achievement. And then 25 more before I die to get the Grand Achievement 100 lifetime lays (you get a special ribbon).

So who knows, all this goofiness may keep going for awhile. :eek:
 

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^^^All right I contacted her. She seemed pissed but apologetic. I'm not sure she's able to get past the part where I drove her home then left, because she had to call a cab to get her car this morning, and her clothes were in the back yard in a pile of fertilizer and she says she doesn't remember most of the evening.
 

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Zarky said:
The story was absolutely true. Once I unlock my "40-by-40" achievement, I may tone it down a little.

But come on, I've got other "normal" relps, these POF first-night lays are purely for sport and fun. I'm not exactly looking for a wife.

Although, from a previous post of mine, here are sex goals I thought up for the average guy to strive for:

5 (lays) x (age) 20check
20x30check
40x40Yaay nearly there
75x50
100xdeath

I missed the first two achievements. I had 1 by 20 and 11 by 30, so I really want that third achievement. Then once I get my 40x40, I then need 35 more in the next decade to hit the next achievement. And then 25 more before I die to get the Grand Achievement 100 lifetime lays (you get a special ribbon).

So who knows, all this goofiness may keep going for awhile. :eek:
WHO DO I GO TO FOR THE RIBBON? :D
 

"The Coffee Shop Girl You Never Spoke To"

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.

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