"Why Women Dump the Guys Who Try the Hardest"
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
Why is it a taboo to like eating pu$$y?
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"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.
The pvssy is delicious... granted its delicious!
The only reason I could think peeps see it "taboo" is cause your servicing her.
But fvck... if you enjoy snackin the clam, than its pleasure for you too.
So fvck the "taboo" perspective on it.
(as long as she's returning the gift... alls good!)
"She's Out of Your League"
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.
Teflon_Mcgee
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I love it. I get pissed at my girl when she won't let me (i.e. after a day of being out and about without showering)Mayfly said:Yeah man. I have no bones about doing it because I just love doin it that much. I have several awesome tips if anyone is interested in them.
Please share your tips Mayfly.
you been watching The Sopranos or something?Mayfly said:I must say I enjoy going down on girls. It is easily a hobby of mine. But why is it a taboo to talk about or say you enjoy doing it? Discuss!
Microphone Fiend
Master Don Juan
not to say ill never do it again, just not that keen on it. i guess i just need to find a hottie with a nice clean freshly shaven ***** to get back into it
i agree with you...DarkLight said:Who said it was Taboo?
The pvssy is delicious... granted its delicious!
The only reason I could think peeps see it "taboo" is cause your servicing her.
But fvck... if you enjoy snackin the clam, than its pleasure for you too.
So fvck the "taboo" perspective on it.
(as long as she's returning the gift... alls good!)
"She Wants a Man, Not a Boy"
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.
backbreaker
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BlackJackal
Master Don Juan
Thats one reason I've never ate pvssy yet. I'm afraid of it tasting like old trout or something. I wanna try though.azzak said:i used to love it and do it all the time. but then i had a gf who lacked in the pu$$y hygeine department and it smelt and tasted horrible. like stale fish is the closest comparison i can think of. well i dunno if she was actually unclean down there, since she was a rich girl and always pretty done up, maybe it was just her personal smell and taste, either way its kinda turned me off eatin pu$$y since then.
not to say ill never do it again, just not that keen on it. i guess i just need to find a hottie with a nice clean freshly shaven ***** to get back into it
Haven't had any problems so far, and here's hoping it stays that way.
Centaurion
Master Don Juan
"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.