MetalFortress
Master Don Juan
I guess a "humor" fetish isn't normal in Normal.
"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.
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"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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i like gangbangs. Every girl I have ****ed, and not taken seriously, my friends and i have all ran through at once at least 1 time. I take that back, all but one. She got offened and left my house.. called me crying later that night, I never caled her back.
You'd be suprised how many girls like it as well.
I think I just like the slut factor.. the sluttier the better.
I have came to the conclusion over the last year in a half, that as long as you convince a girl she isn't a slut, and none of her friends aren going to find out about what she does, you can get a girl to do pretty much anything.
God damn I love my two best friends. You wouldn't believe some of the convo's we have.
But I like Feet more. I don't know what it is about a girl's feet that turn me on.
You'd be suprised how many girls like it as well.
I think I just like the slut factor.. the sluttier the better.
I have came to the conclusion over the last year in a half, that as long as you convince a girl she isn't a slut, and none of her friends aren going to find out about what she does, you can get a girl to do pretty much anything.
God damn I love my two best friends. You wouldn't believe some of the convo's we have.
But I like Feet more. I don't know what it is about a girl's feet that turn me on.
"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.