TheMonkeyKing
Master Don Juan
- Joined
- Apr 20, 2014
- Messages
- 2,327
- Reaction score
- 1,419
I don't have a particular type, but lately am wanting to try different shapes, sizes and colours 
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.
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.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
This.Colossus said:I've gone through phases.
I was into latinas for a while, then I had a black girl phase, dated a Brazilian girl, and all types of white girls.
Now that my tastes have "matured", I like fair-skinned, fit, northern to eastern european types with long or very long hair.
Big boobs are great, but all other things being equal I would take a girl with shapely legs and as$ and a flat chest over a big-busted woman with a flabby or flat as$ any day of the week.
My eyes started watering when I saw that. Holy f*** :yes: and yes I'm a mulatto...In2theGame said:I Love the thick big booty blonde girls. Im seeing a thick girl right now but brunette, however i went out with a blonde last week. Pretty face, big t*ts and big booty. Not trying to make this a race thing but the black dudes go crazy over that type lol http://i.imgur.com/UTkn1os.jpg Thick booty FTW![]()
LMAO! dude the other pics you showed those girls are huge and disgusting. I like it thick with a shape but not sloppy. maybe this is a better example http://i.imgur.com/oApud96.jpg although that might be photoshopped because that looks too perfect. Thick girls WITH a shape not roles are ****ing awesome.AttackFormation said:My eyes started watering when I saw that. Holy f*** :yes: and yes I'm a mulatto...
I find both this, this and this very arousing. "Normal" girls usually just don't register sexually for me, don't know why. It takes a girl like one of those three (as long as she isn't short, doesn't have short hair and doesn't smoke) to make me interested beyond just relieving an urge. I have to cross the Atlantic some day, can't find that here...
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
I didn't mean to suggest they were similarIn2theGame said:LMAO! dude the other pics you showed those girls are huge and disgusting. I like it thick with a shape but not sloppy. maybe this is a better example http://i.imgur.com/oApud96.jpg although that might be photoshopped because that looks too perfect. Thick girls WITH a shape not roles are ****ing awesome.
LOL i know. I have seen some with incredible azzes though but rare.Espi said:MUST be photoshopped! No white chick has an azz that bubbly.
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.