Mr Spitfire
Don Juan
Rocco invented love making. I have nothing but satisfied customers. Some of them might need therapy now but hey.
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.
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.
It's not a fair contest if doctoroxygen always wins.The Truth said:Oh my god! A thread debating porn stars?
What next?
The Don Juan Discussion Forum's Annual Masturbation Awards
Fastest masturbator
Best technique
Most Endurance
Most times per day
and so on.
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.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
AHAHAHAHAHAHA I knew you had a gaydar to judge MALE pornstars... Who the hell is Rocco Siffredi?KarmaSutra said:Hedgehog rules!
You're still bumping this thread? You really must have a thing for Rocco. :cheer:Jayer said:bump
What's more worrying is that it's a debate about male pornstars. Female is still sad, but understandable. Male is just... well, you know.The Truth said:Oh my god! A thread debating porn stars?
What next?
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
Well you gotta understand that there are gay posters like KarmaSutra, Dues and BigJohn who are obsessed about MALE PORN STARS like Peter North.diablo said:What's more worrying is that it's a debate about male pornstars. Female is still sad, but understandable. Male is just... well, you know.
I bet you wish that you were Peter North, he gets more ass than you'll get in a life time. :crackup:Serialized3 said:Says the guy named "PeterNorthisawesome"![]()
If I was praising his gay work then I would say Matt Ramsey cuz that's his name for all his gay pornos. Peter North is all the straight ones, so maybe you should do some research next time moron.Serialized3 said:You mean he gets it up the ass more than I ever will in a lifetime.
Man-hors are disgusting, and I've turned down more ONS than you'll ever have in your lifetime.
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.