MetalFortress
Master Don Juan
Be seen and not heard.Originally posted by penkitten
FLAME BAITER
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.
Be seen and not heard.Originally posted by penkitten
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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.
FLAME BAITEROriginally posted by MetalFortress
No, you are. Don't play stupid.
Gio would report you for spamming if he was a fair mod.Originally posted by penkitten
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FLAME BAITEROriginally posted by MetalFortress
Sosuave chick, penkitten, who it seems is just as delusional as Gio is.
Spammer/troll.Originally posted by penkitten
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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.
And as I already explained to you, I have no motivation or desire to tell you that which is really none of your business to begin with.Originally posted by MetalFortress
And you clearly have no credibility as you refuse to tell me why crowes was banned.
Originally posted by MetalFortress
Allen is the only one with the power to ban people. Obviously the owner of the site is just as incompetent as his moderators are.
someone's upset aweeOriginally posted by MetalFortress
Be seen and not heard.
What I'm saying makes more sense than what you are saying. Crowes has no reason to post that he wants to meet up with you in person. If you think I'm actually going to believe that he wanted a gay date with you, you're sorely mistaken.Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
And as I already explained to you, I have no motivation or desire to tell you that which is really none of your business to begin with.
Plus, it's much more amusing for me to have you regale me with your delusional fantasies about why you think he might have gotten banned.
Be a good girl and silence yourself.Originally posted by penkitten
MAJOR FLAME BAITER TO THE SITE OWNER ADMINISTRATOR
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
Originally posted by penkitten
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Originally posted by penkitten
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children! :crackup:Originally posted by penkitten
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You, obviously. Now do refrain from spamming.Originally posted by penkitten
someone's upset awee
No one edited anything that Crowes said. It's not my problem if you do or don't believe that he wrote it -- it doesn't change the fact that he did.Originally posted by MetalFortress
What I'm saying makes more sense than what you are saying. Crowes has no reason to post that he wants to meet up with you in person. If you think I'm actually going to believe that he wanted a gay date with you, you're sorely mistaken.
Wow so he just upped and snapped all of a sudden out of the blue all by himself?Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
Crowes is fully responsible for crowes being banned.
I'm only seeing one mod here.Whining About How Sosuave Mods Have Ruined Your Life Goes Here
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.
Wrong-o. You edited it. It's too obvious for you to even try to pass it off as a lie.Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
No one edited anything that Crowes said. It's not my problem if you do or don't believe that he wrote it -- it doesn't change the fact that he did.
Now whether that means he wanted a gay date or not... well, that's a judgement you can make for yourself.
In case you missed it earlier in the thread, I'm not commenting about what crowes did to get himself banned.Originally posted by ( . )( . )
Wow so he just upped and snapped all of a sudden out of the blue all by himself?
spamming?Originally posted by MetalFortress
You, obviously. Now do refrain from spamming.
Again, I don't give a damn if you believe it or not.Originally posted by MetalFortress
Wrong-o. You edited it. It's too obvious for you to even try to pass it off as a lie.
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.