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The beta male spies a woman fishing for a compliment, and he frantically chomps
down, happily letting himself be reeled into the boat. She catches him, sees what
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a runty specimen he is, and uses him as bait to catch bigger fish. The beta male
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feels the hook dig deep into his side and wonders why he is suffering such
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torment for giving the fisher of flattery what she wanted.
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The alpha male spies a woman fishing for flattery, and he circles the bait, taking … 4 hours ago
small nibbles from it without ever biting down on the hook. She tries to reel him
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in, but he is elusive. She now wants this fish so badly she dumps the whole
agrees. MT:
bucket of beta fish chum in the water hoping to lure him closer to the boat where
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she can net him. But he is slippery, and toys with her by gleefully breaching the
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water just out of her reach.
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You, the reader, would like to know how to nibble at a woman fishing for
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compliments that does not result in your demise or her abandoning the water to
people wonder why American
fish another day. There is no one way to successfully dance with a woman seeking
women are so unhappy. These
approval via utilization of a plump, poisoned enticement, but there are easily-
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The key here is the tone of your voice; neither sarcastic nor earnest. You want
that “sure” to sound closer to an ambiguously sincere reflection bordering on a R C
taunt, slightly higher pitched, and girded with a hint of joviality. Laguna Beach Fogey on
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she’s not quite sure you’re on the hook. But neither is she sure you’ve raced away Emotion…
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176 Responses Of The Union
jimmy on November 26, 2012 at 2:37 pm Baby Got Swayback
The Game Of Rapidly Induced
‘Maybe’ works quite well also
Love: Speed Seduction
If A Girl Doesn't Text Back
The Sixteen Commandments
Revo Luzione on November 26, 2012 at 4:27 pm Of Poon
The Seductive Value Of
“Maybe” is one of my favorites, too. “Sure” has also been a reflexive
Emotional Range
response. “Perhaps” also works.
Stealing Bait From Women
All have a lot more punch when delivered with a saucy smirk. Fishing For Compliments
The Average Female Face Of
Different Countries
Days of Broken Arrows on November 26, 2012 at 5:04 pm
PostSecret
Revo Luzione on November 26, 2012 at 5:38 pm
Stuff White People Like
This is true, but “really” has been co-opted extensively by the The Daily Sarge
SWPL hipster phase, and it’s often used in an incredibly annoying Things My Boyfriend Says
way. xkcd
Simple: feel. Feel your body. Feel your gut. Use your breath–long, deep, slow
breaths that puff out your chest. Feel your physical power. Feel the strength in
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your posture, in your legs, back, arms, abs, and chest. Move with purpose.
M H
Alias Clio
Feel the tension in your face. Use your breath to relax your face. Make sure
Dusk in Autumn
you’re not scrunching up your face, and that your facial expression is one of
Elysium Revisited
implacable masculine power, of total and complete amused mastery. The
Feminine Beauty
TL;DR here is: focus on the breath.
Gucci Little Piggy
Long before I ever learned game, my younger brother told me something that Hawaiian Libertarian
always gave me massive confidence, or the ability to bluff it: “Play as if you’re Hyperbole and a Half
holding all aces.” In Mala Fide
Jack Goes Forth
Overcoming Bias
passingby on November 26, 2012 at 7:04 pm The Fourth Checkraise
The Rawness
Sounds like you don’t like hanging out in those venues. So stop
Udolpho
hanging out in those venues. Boredom causes us to retreat into such
things. When you are enjoying yourself, you don’t get anxious; you
are too busy enjoying yourself.
If you find yourself stuck there, and not enjoying yourself, leave.
And when the only venues you DO enjoy are such target rich
environments as comic book shops, wargame conventions, and
the midnight showing of The Hobbit, what then?
Word.
Last week I went over to the apartment of this girl I’m seeing and she
cooked me dinner. She fretted over the desert and whether the main meal was
hot enough or not. Basically it was endless compliment fishing on her part and
thanks to The Chateau I was able to realize this and avoid supplicating.
I used this line on her when she asked me whether I liked it or not.
I said it with a smirk and then I changed the subject. Truth be told the food was
pretty decent but I was annoyed at how much she yearned for a compliment while
I was trying to eat. Sure I could have done a line similar to the (“Do I look fat in
this dress?” “No, you look HUUGGE”) by fake spitting up my food and saying I
have been poisoned but I was lazy and wanted to try this out. She was seeking
my approval on the food the rest of the night and gushed when I eventually told
her that it was good.
Points earned:
*Non-sequitur
*Non-supplicating
*Script-flipping
*Can be funny/ironic/playful/teasing
yes.
She sounds like a neurotic person with no self respect. Doesn’t that
disgust you after a while?
+1
Women want what they can’t have, and don’t want what they can have.
If you give her too much of your approval, she won’t want it (you)
anymore.
If you don’t give her enough of your approval, she’ll want it (you) more.
It’s got a nice pop to it and it’s much easier to get the tone right.
Sure= “Claro”
Added bonus, it’s the same in both Spanish and Tagalog. Use to elicit
qualification from English-only liberals: “Wait, you (lived/schooled) in
(LA/SF/NY) and you don’t know that’s (Spanish/Tag)?”
Try, “umm . . . ok,” if you feel like you are using the “sure” too often.
When you repeat a simple tool too often they think that you are no longer
listening. Varying it keeps them unsure whether you are listening, thus
ambiguity.
You say this but if you feel sorry for the girls who do this, why not just
leave them to it? Why try and exploit?
I’m not saying be a white knight and rescue them but why not try and add to the
store of human happiness?
I spend a lot of my time feeling really sorry for girls and the bind they’re in and
the shit they have to deal with..
I was going to bring out the pitchforks when you seemed to white-
knighting it but I get what you mean Steve, I actually do.
But understand that the readership here isn’t coming from a place of success
with women. A lot of them/us were rejected, cheated on, fucked over and
downright humiliated for exhibiting the beta tendencies we try to overcome.
It’s no wonder that when a solution is found, we tend to go far to the extreme
because the negatives hangups of the past polarize us.
But I’ve been thinking about what you said lately and yea. I do feel bad for my
older sis who got all this attention in high school and college. She had a flock
of orbiters. Every family outing or reunion we went to she would get all this
attention and praise. Now at the tail-end of her 20s and out of shape her
prospects are dim and I honestly feel bad for her.
It’s one thing to laugh at women hitting the wall and to celebrate their
diminished dating options. I get that. It’s vindication for a lot of us. But when
that’s your sister feeling down on herself; or if it’s your 50+ Mom not being
able to find another man to keep her company because your father left her
and traded up for something younger/hotter…well I put away the confetti.
You’re probably going to get some vitriol for your comment but I feel what
you’re saying and have toned down the vindictiveness after seeing the
casualties first hand.
By “feeling sorry” for women, you lose your power. Look at that last
paragraph–it describes the loss of agency of someone who has pity on
another.
You, sir, have not fully digested the Red Pill. You need a higher dose. Game
may not cut it for you, you need to understand the modern court system,
divorce theft, et al.
No. Wrong.
A 37 year old man like me thinking about loss of power with a 22 year old
girl? Give me a fucking break mate
I have been planning a post on this for a week or so, since meeting with
Roosh (alongside Krauser) a couple of weeks ago.
You get out what you put in. You put this gamey stuff out there, you get
shit in return. You put out honesty, you might get resentment in return but
you’ll get respect too.
You feel from the bottom of your heart that you have a duty to look after a
woman, whilst at the same time not taking any shit whatsoever, and
weeding out the cunts…You get adulation.
I never ever have to think about the shit tests, frame control games, or
any of that crap.
You havent heard much from me. You will, In a few months I will be
producing video evidence of real game. I can back up everything I say.
This will be my last hurrah before I retire from shagging women in great
b h ff h d b h
numbers with great efficiency. But this needs to be out there.
Now the flesh has been stripped from the roast, and we come to the rancid
middle of the PUA’s half-cooked philosophy for life. When the pragmatic
utility of a way of thinking runs out, mystical claptrap rushes in. “You get
out what you put in.” Please STFU.
“It boils down to this,” proclaims stevejabba! I hope you’re still listening,
gents, because the meaning of life boils down to a motivational poster.
This brand of saccharine superficiality brought feminism to power and
keeps it there. Not that any one-trick sexual scavenger cares about the
general inversion of nature we all must endure for their chickenhearted
looting: without misrule of the delusional termagants, the shadow pussy
market wouldn’t have been so easy for them to exploit and delude them
into grandeur. While they are experts in self-congratulation, they have
nothing to show for their manhood beyond memories fading into the
senescence. All the work of reconstruction has been left to their betters,
and still they think they have some kind of authoritative perspective on life
and the culture?
You haven’t heard much from me. You will, In a few months I
will be producing video evidence of real game. I can back up
everything I say. This will be my last hurrah before I retire
from shagging women in great numbers with great efficiency.
But this needs to be out there.
Matt
This guy is the same guy that was running game on that south
american hottie in CH post:
https://heartiste.wordpress.com/2012/08/31/street-kiss-close-
analysis/
I will hear out what he has to say even if I don’t agree with all of it.
“Mate”? So you have an Australian accent too? And you look like
Mate ? So…you have an Australian accent too? And you look like
that. Your success has nothing to do with the games you play
during the pickup ritual. A video of such experiences really
wouldn’t help anyone else out.
I’ve seen many guys like you – you think you’ve found the perfect woman
and you start sounding like Bill Bennett. I get it, you’re 32 and you’ve
banged a few girls. Obviously everyone in the game community is a
clueless idiot, you have all the answers. Most importantly, your sweety
baby is NOT LIKE THAT lol.
Give it a few years of ‘looking after a woman’ and let me know how it
goes, mate.
Yeah, King…the straight line was actually directly under mine. You
can see why I was confused. Having no Y chromosome (gasp! a
word with more than two syllables), and all that. It strangely
looks as though it were addressed to lil’ ol’ me.
Are you really “lil”? Come on now, most American girls these days
can stand to lose a couple.
P.S. We have now reached the furthest branch of the comment tree. No
more line indentations! I hope this does not further confuse. Just when
she got the hang of it…
King…it has already been confusing as I’ve been hitting the reply
button in response to myself…damn…now you’re telling me there
is more stuff to learn?
I confess, I am not “lil”. I ride a lil rascal scooter and try to run over small
children at theme parks then (assuming I miss that first time) hit them
with my oxygen tank when I pass. My scooter has a horn, so fuck them if
they can’t hear me a comin….
You don’t get out what you put in, you get out what you can,
everything else is just hot air. Getting pussy has about jack shit to
do with what you feel at the bottom of your heart…if you feel
whatever feeling you’re talking about and do well for yourself good for
you, if not and you still do well good for you, it’s irrelevant.
This.
All that happens when chicks hit the wall is they joint the ranks of
the rest of us who have had to earn our power. I never feel bad for
women, they never earned that bullshit social value in the first place.
I spend a lot of my time feeling really sorry for girls and the bind
they’re in and the shit they have to deal with..
So you mean like the free dinners, the endless compliments men don’t get,
the fawning over them, the free entrances into clubs when we all have to pay,
the bosses giving them perks because they have breasts, all of that?
You should spend some time in a school system today where being male is a
diagnosable condition and see how sorry you feel for girls.
What do you mean school system? Are you at college? I’m not.
Though of course i’ve been through that.
To be fair i’m coming from the perspective of a 37 year old man that’s
seen it all. Yes I don’t mind saying that.
It’s better to orient yourself on the right path asap. Feeling bitter about
women and the supposed “advantages” they have is a road to failure.
These “techniques” that you may cherish are actually holding you back
from the real value, the real success that you might actually get if you
opened your eyes and instead loved women for what they are.
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At the same time : never take any shit. You have to know the difference, I
give you that, but there is ample written stuff about this.
You will NEVER win by hating on women and the advantages they have.
Instead sidestep all the shit that modern man is suppoesd so swallow (that
Chateau so elequently talks about that I cannot hope to replicate), whilst
appreciating beatiful women for what they are.
I write this now because you have me on a roll but I was the most ruthless
of them all, 5 , 6, 7 women a week, on trains, in daytime, in restuarants,
everywhere… Shagging all over the place
Eventually you reach a point where you see it for what it really is and what
power and responsibility we have as men.
If you look into a girls eyes who you care about, if she’s crying becuase
you let her down…Don’t you see where I am coming from?
Fuck!!!
Feeling sorry has nothing to do with it. You don’t improve her, much
less allay her anxieties for long, if you are not a reliable pillar of the
truth. Pity is a condescending approach to any relationship.
It is about command and control. Who’s the fisher here? Who’s the prey?
The only way to win her little shit-games is never to play. You don’t make a
brilliant move to capture the queen with your knight, you wipe the
chessboard. You don’t untie the Gordian knot, you slash it open.
When you send the signal that you won’t play her games, she understands
that you are at a level above her here-beta-beta baits. Silly tricks will not avail
her. Eventually she will stop the fishing expedition, pack up her tackle, and
carry on. That’s when true compliments, sparingly offered, take on the effect
of divine judgment. Skittles anyone?
If you can’t slide into a non-sequitur (smash the board), then deadpan teasing
is the best. “Don’t you think this skirt is a cute look on me?” Actually it
reminds me of this girl in college/at work/I dumped… Deadpan enough to keep
her wondering what your level of sincerity is, until she gains the familiarity to
interpret your uncompromising frame for what it is, save her cat-and-mouse
shit for lesser men, and extract the precious rare nuggets of true compliment
for herself, all the more cherished the harder she must work for them.
Matt
I mostly agree with you, but this approach will be a lot less
effective for those dudes just getting their feet wet. What you’re
Matt
I used to feel sympathy for women about their situation. That lasted
until I realized two things:
1. Very few of them care about the bind I’m in. In fact, they’ll use it to their
advantage if I let them.
2. Most of them have put themselves into the situation they’re in.
I have ZERO sympathy for people that create their own problems, then whine
incessantly about being unable to fix them. For example, if a person is in debt
through no fault of their own (ie. death of a spouse, company closure, etc.)
and winds up on welfare, then I have sympathy and will help them. If they
wind up in debt because they lived further than their means while also buying
the new iPhone, they get no sympathy or help from me. So, I feel sympathy
for widows, none for single mothers.
I do my utmost to not add to the pile of human misery, but I’m not going to
help those that refuse to help themselves while also continually adding to their
problems.
I spend a lot of my time feeling really sorry for girls and the bind
they’re in and the shit they have to deal with..
You mean you had the unmitigated temerity… to feel sorry… for a white
woman?
Pitying a woman after the wall is like pitying a bankrupt millionaire. You
empathize with how happy they once were, but you also are inclined to
welcome them to the real world.
Well stated amigo. I had a good friend growing up who’s whole family
was rich from a family member marrying into money. This guy never
worried about finances once in his entire life. Then years later, a
messy divorce went down (surprise!) and the fountain dried up. He had to get
a real job and his days of leisure were forever no more. I had sympathy for his
predicament as he was a friend, but at the same time I was thinking “welcome
to where the rest of us live”.
Anyone notice a lot of 30+ chicks are way more down to earth and “real”.
Yeah maybe some of it is due to acquired maturity, but I think it’s mostly the
humility bomb which detonates upon impact with The Wall.
Exactly. I get that it sucks for them but hey, them’s the breaks, they
milked the system when they were younger and now they have to
play the piper.
I have a buddy with a total twat of a gf. He’s always complaining how she
never puts out. She’s a hard 5-6 little princess. Her biggest pet peeve is anything
scatological. When she comes over, ( i live with my buddy), I be sure to pinch a
nice loaf in the hall bathroom and leave the door open when I’m done. I know this
drives her up the wall cuz I heard them fighting about it. Well, today I finally had
enough of this twat, so I took a nice, big, post-thanksgiving shit and took a pic of
it with my buddy’s iPhone and texted it to some friends and “accidentally”
included her in the texted group. My Plan is to fuck with her so hard she up and
quits. I can’t stop laughing about it.
Not sure you’ll elicit the desired response, but I like your style.
LLOOOZOZOZOZLZLLZLZOOZOZOZOZLLLLL
Next time she is present, do your business. Then come out of the bathroom,
jerk your thumb over your shoulder at the bathroom, and announce that you
barely made it out. Dab at your forehead, and say, “My god, sweat! That thing
nearly broke me. I am a strong man, but sweet Jesus, I fear birthing uneasy
loads like that one. Got any milk? I need something to calm quivering bowels.”
At this point, I was severely frustrated AND well, constipated. It had been
like a week (perhaps this was behind all the quacking..). I responded “no!
If I don’t get to shit, neither do you!”.
Yea, we were all kinds of messed up. Broke the tension though as we both
realized the ridiculousness our bickering had come down to.
lol. I will keep that in mind. Hear its a good source of protein too,
prevents gestational diabetes AND is even good for depression.
You guys should sell this shit!
Now everyone listen closely to Ashen. That is how a man shit tests.
I love hilarious scat stories. Every true man does, just as every true
woman doesn’t.
I initially misread your “My Plan is to fuck with her so hard she up and quits”
as “My Plan is to fuck her so hard…” Either way. Although make sure you get
clearance from your beta buddy. Or at least give clear notice.
Matt
Fixed
“Mexican media say the brunette, who participated in the Miss Oriental
Tourism pageant in China in May, was travelling with her boyfriend, a suspected
hitman, when the shootout erupted.”
http://www.brisbanetimes.com.au/world/mexican-beauty-queen-killed-in-
shootout-involving-hitman-boyfriend-20121127-2a4bj.html
Sometimes the risk of getting those bad boy genes backfire on them…
‘Wh M id l it d
‘Where Mexeecan maidens play guitar and seeng
Of Beelee the keed, their boy bandit keeng’
(Apologies to Mr. Marty Robbins)
This type of stuff is everyday commonplace around here.
They’re still Mexican, maidens…well, not after 13 they ain’t.
Guitars have been replaced by mp3 playahs and I’m not sure I’d call Rap
‘singing’.
Billy the Kid is out, way too White, ese, but they do LOVE LOVE LOVE their boy
bandit kings. Especially the ones with the shaved heads, tats all over
(including his name in backwards ‘gothic’ script across his abs), muffdiver
goatees and motorcycles.
Game?
He don’t need no steenkeeng game, bro!
This article, which the previous one links to is even better. LMFAO
http://www.nzherald.co.nz/world/news/article.cfm?
c_id=2&objectid=10850456
There is another ploy, used in more formal setting such as work. Yes,
those middle-aged manager gals will sometimes seek some beauty
affirmation from (younger) men at work. Remember that dealing with
gals occurs everywhere, not just in traditional settings.
Then immediately, and without pause, completely change the topic to something
in your frame or mindset and filibuster for minute or two. End with a question, so
she must now deal with the new topic rather than returning to the old one.
The gal is aware that you perfunctorialy observed the social convention of paying
her the compliment, but she is also aware that it was not earned, and probably
not heartfelt. Niceties observed, but message delivered: I am not here to give you
orbiter supplication.
When I was stuck in corporate drone life, I used that on female Fortune 500 VPs
who asked me about their pantsuits. Gals like men who maintain mental posture;
they see strength, and they appreciate it.
“Gawd, my Aunt Ida used to complain about having to wear pantsuits in the
’70s. Hey, have you heard that new oldies soul station?”
Sidestep!!
Pantsuits? “You’re too feminine to pull it off, no matter how hard you keep
a tsu ts ou e too e e to pu to , o atte o a d you eep
trying.” “I’ve seen your legs and you shouldn’t hide them. They’re your
finishing move in the boardroom.” Or if your rapport is righteously in-place:
“Transvestite. Do you wear your daddy’s shirts to bed too?”
Matt
Rodney Dangerfield game… “Heh, you buy that dress, they throw in a
free bowl of soup. Oh, but on YOU it looks good.” (obvious eye-roll)
Shame he didn’t make more movies. Outright stole Caddyshack from the
lead, still-in-his-prime Chevy Chase, and Bill fuckin’ Murray. That,
motherfuckers, is talent.
See, my philosophy for years has been to train them NOT to ask that. I
began telling any girl I was fucking for more than one night that if she
ever asked me a question about how she was dressed or if was cute, I’d
tell her she was fat.
A warning.
Of course, being women, they were too stupid and shit-testy to understand the
point. So I actually followed through on this:
Like a dog, the negative training worked wonders, but took a lot at first, and the
occasional reinforcement later if she “forgot”;
What’s the line you always say before you bludgeon a woman to
death, whorefinder?
or
Watch old Married with Children episodes…any shit test a Peg throws
your way respond like Al Bundy.
But when they do ask, it’s a golden opportunity for negative feedback,
something that no worthy woman is truly used to, surrounded as she is by
unearned and unsolicited sycophancy. Under all the fluffy feckless fawning,
she craves the spanking all the same. Is this news to anyone?
When high-value girls are inundated by positive feedback, even they intuit
that something is off. So they’ll create their own criticism! Sometimes when a
thin girl says “Omigod I’m sooo fat,” it isn’t simply fishing for confirmation or
compliment. Sometimes it’s masochism substituting for the sadism she needs
for balance. If there is no man with a whip, she will feel a deep, unspeakable
need to whip herself. Self-generated drama, conflict, pain, resolution. What is
the point of living if there is nothing to challenge the monotony?
Nietzsche, JGB
The difference between negative feedback from an alpha and a beta is the
presumption of the criticism’s source. It is psychologically impossible for a
beta (or a woman) to be sincere: he (and she) lashes out when wounded
rather than proceeding from a foundation of obvious strength, from which the
alpha simply delivers truth or teasing. It is the reflexive reaction of prey
versus the purposeful move of the predator.
The will to power is the essence of all living things. Plants don’t want to just
survive, they survive to produce fruit. An animal isn’t content to sit, it needs
to move or flee or hunt or kill. A man motionless in a sensory-deprivation tank
is technically “alive,” just as a conscious comatose patient is, but none of us
recognize this as true life. And a woman who is not starting trouble for the
sake of starting trouble is dangerously, dangerously bored.
Here comes alpha to not only control that dangerous temptation but to absorb
or throw it right back at her. That is the erotic cycle.
So yes, when they figure out that the shit tests are not just ineffective but
also inappropriate with a man like you, they have been “trained” to give up
also inappropriate with a man like you, they have been trained to give up
the pointless preening in order to dance the more sophisticated tango with a
partner who can lead her.
Matt
The problem I have with compliments is even when you give them they
are generally not accepted.
Me: Sure.
Wife: really etc etc etc Untill I put my fist through the wall.
or alternatively
Problem is, you’re taking her too serious. Every question of this
nature should be played sexually:
Me: I like it most right beforeI take it off of you to make sweet love to you,
baby. *smack her ass, smirk*
No girl has ever fished for a compliment from me. I’m pretty sure you
actually need to be on their radar in the first place.
I lift three days a week and have a 6 pack, yet the only girls I can
attract weigh over well over 200 lbs.
No amount of game will fix my situation. At just age 25, I’ve resigned
myself to a life of hookers.
Your angel’s out there, hermano… have faith, and keep your heart
pure.
Wolfie65 on November 27, 2012 at 8:19 am
25 + 6-pack = whales?
Must be short (=<6'2).
Only way out: Money/fame/power.
Get rich or become some type of celebrity – even if it's 'just' local.
Nope. 6’3″.
On the plus side: you’re young, you have a few years to work on your self
esteem & your inner and outer game. But, unless you change your beliefs,
you’ve probably sealed your fate to being a loser when you said: “No
amount of game will fix my situation. At just age 25, I’ve resigned myself
to a life of hookers.”
That some weesh stuff, feeling sorry for yourself like some fucking lame
ass bitch. Why the fuck are you here? If that’s your attitude, you’d be
better off on some porn or hooker site.
Quit whining. You sound like that black-super catholic-beta dude who
used to be on here.
Go out more, meet drunk people, and stop putting yourself down—put
everyone else down.
Your attitude should be that you are Sean Michaels of the WWE in the 1990s—
everyone woman wants you, you’re going to conquer the world, you’re the
shit.
It really isn’t that bad, you just need to deal with a handicap. It
must suck to have Quasimodo face, but I’ve known some
seriously, seriously messed up looking guys who did well for
themselves. You need to be interesting and have tight game. You’re not a
chick, your looks aren’t your currency.
Maybe you won’t bag a 10. But a nice thin 7 who’s not a bitch is still a
good thing.
^ @Nick
Do you go to school? Church? Have a job? Women don’t usually want to hang
out with the weightlifters in the gym, but if you took a yoga class you would
stand out. Don’t worry if you are inflexible, it adds to the conversation…use it
to your advantage. I don’t recommend clubs or bars…that’s a crappy
environment to meet anyone.
I graduated a few years ago. Lived on campus and didn’t get any
action the entire four years. Ended up losing my virginity to a
hooker in my last semester, at 22.
Personal anecdote: The smoothest guy I’ve ever met was my date (still
with him) at a formal Christmas charity event. The money was primarily
generated from auctioning off an elf costume (the loser had to wear it). He
bid initially, but there were a lot of deeper pockets and he ended up having
to wear a small sized elf costume on his 6 foot 3 (buff) frame. To include
tights, and the little booties…again, this was a relatively formal event, it
was almost lewd, candidly. He took two napkins from the table and rolled
them up so it looked like he had a giant errection with his package
hanging down the side of his leg in the tights, and then he pretended to
limp around holding that leg straight out. I swear to God by the end of
that night everyone who had bid not to wear the outfit wished they were
wearing it…women were seriously all over him, there was a line of women
waiting their turn to take their picture with him…it took about two hours.
That is what confidence can pull off. And no, it didn’t bother me because
I’m pretty confident too, therefore I assume someone I’m with isn’t with
me because he can’t have anyone else. He’s lucky to have me and I’m
lucky to have him.
I should add that this costume was funny as hell…I rolled on the
floor when I saw it, couldn’t stop cackling for a good thirty
minutes.
Agreeing and amplifying works for me, with just enough juice so that she
knows you’re teasing, but not going overboard.
“eh.” with a slightly positive sounding tone is what I typically use. Aloof,
peculiar, confusing… however not deliberatley insulting.
Depending on the level of the relationship and situation with the subject, this can
be a great opportunity to escalate physically.
Recalling a time in my car while i was driving. In the passenger seat with a 20yr
old smv8 in mini skirt. we were on our way to venue:
Her: “I have the hottest legs. Guys love my legs and always say my legs are the
best part of my body.”
Ripp: “shuut up. nerd.” (sarcastic, playful tone). [quick glance over coupled with a
healthy grab of the inner thigh and slow trace up her leg]
This example was a 2nd or 3rd meet with a subject. Same routine can be used
with cold approach/initial meets also. After the “eh” ruffles her feathers, resolve
with quick hug, cheek kiss, arm brush or any situationally appropriate kino
escalation.
For LTRs or STRs where sexual line has been crossed I always respond with a
cocky/funny reframe and sexual kino:
Ripp: [silence, slow approach and observe her outfit with an obvious critical eye]
“It really helps when you’re standing next to me.” [hard ass cheek grab and
spread, light back of neck brush or hair pull, roll off].
Your 20-year old smv8 was qualifying herself to you pretty hard, your
move was charismatic jujitsu, using her move against her.
This becomes totally natural when one really internalizes the mindset. It’s
reminiscent of the hunter gene that is switched on the moment a man enters
a field or forest with a weapon, and his vision & hearing become extra sharp.
It feels good when the primordial, instinctive mind kicks in.
walawala on November 26, 2012 at 10:58 pm
Another girl I”m gaming who’s been giving me IOI’s I ping the other day:
Me: hey crazy cat lady, come out to my club. We’ll practice our dance
moves
Her: (minutes later)Hey james bond. Sorry cant make it. I’m having dinner with
my family. See you fri or sat
this idea of mystery, ambiguity, not accepting a bullshit excuse….i don’t think i
would have done this before discovering and understanding game.
When you guys get married, you’ll understand that sometimes you have
to take the bait when they fish for a compliment… observe:
Wifey: (gazing at herself in the mirror, then lets out a sigh) “Oh, honey… I’m
starting to look so old… my hair has more and more gray each day, and my laugh
lines are starting to look like crow’s feet.”
Not sure if it was good or bad, or if you should be telling your 9 year
old daughter she’s got thunder thighs (hey, caused body image issues which in
return make me a gym rat = no thunder thighs). But growing up w that stuff…
Made me realize what’s really important in a mate and it’s not the beta pulling
out your seat, gentleman shit. That stuff comes out I am neither attracted or
trusting of that person.
In the end it is the cutting of the BS. The games. It’s who will be there for you
when you’re sick, when you go through hard times, who is a good person in
their heart. The rude remarks or not paying for diner are like, superficial, don’t
mean much if at heart they are just, evil.
I really hate the term “body image issues”. It’s only an image
issue when you think something about your body that’s not
objectively true. So in this case you were a victim of your love for
cake and candy, not the astute observation of a man.
I never said I was overweight. It is just something that can never leave
my subconscious, that equates weight gain with personal failure, that
hates herself if a lb is gained, even if she looks better a lil rounder
(imagine what would happen to J.Lo if she’s lost 10 lbs and her ass
disappeared).
Damn, I’m used to my jests falling flat, but up to now, they never
led to an Oprah moment.
Naw, keep going, my friend. You have a following here. I’m a little
slow on the uptake, so it took me an extra second to catch its
elegance.
Pause.
Look at her for a moment. Give yourself that hmmm look so that she can see your
expression, as you run your eyes over her body
If she doesn’t or won’t, your in the clear, run your game mercilessly on her
If she does, no matter how she does it tell her to turn around slowly, correct her
however she does it. Examine her closely as she does
Tell her you want to see her with heels on, or to change shoes to see if it would
suit better if she already has heels on.
I can pretty much 99% guarantee you won’t get asked this too often after this, if
she’s a natural bitch.
Comment on how it makes her ass stick out too much or her belly or makes her
thighs look fat or tell her to stand straighter, pull her shoulders back slightly.
When I tell her to turn around slowly and study her for awhile, she
gets that glow in her eyes and we always wind up in the sack… and
Ya!
Because as everyone knows, self conscious women are loads of fun in
the sack. The more self-conscious and “fat” you make her feel, the
more she likes to fuck. In the land of Warcraft.
*incuriously shrugs*
Bell-mare on November 27, 2012 at 1:02 am
http://news.msn.com/world/update-mexican-beauty-queen-killed-in-
shootout
I seem to recall that this is not the first time a model has been found in
association with Mexican drug-dealers.
You know what dont work… “it’s not ‘that’ cute”, after Listening to my ..
Whoever, guy I was dating, gloat for like 4 hours about how many guys,
yes guys, hit on him that night. Valintines, we saw “Love Story” is the
gayest neighborhood in San Francisco, so we’re talkin really f*king gay.
Yah, he got hit on and he friggin adored the attention. He always was very
obvious about adoring any attention. What is that?
Anyhow, after the like 8th comment, I retorted that, if we weren’t In the Castro
I’d prolly get a few looks w my cute lil school girl outfit goin on… Yep his reply..
It’s not that cute.
Did this turn me on? Was this an effective response? No. Plain and simple. I can
take a lotta critism, but , it was just so pointless, he was so basking in his own
light, it was gross.
I Want have sex, 9 times out of 10 at any given moment w a guy I’m dating. That
night, I did not. I pushed and pushed him away and finally gave in just to get
some sleep!
Is this beta? He was so alpha in every other way, this need for attention, rather
the acknoledgement of attention … Was weird.
And no, I don’t generally compliment fish. I am not good at taking or giving
compliments.
Ok, so the Bi guy was only imagining the attention he got from the
Bois and got sex, even if he had to work hard to get it.
Mission accomplished.
His need to communicate to you that other people find him attractive
was the beginnings of a hairline crack that was developing into a
gorge anyway. Given the context, his comment just accelerated the
process and did you a favour. Womens hindbrains & attraction switches being
what they are, are on the front lines of evolutionary progress, finely tuned
instruments of darwinism with the final say on whos seed deserves
propagation and who gets left by the wayside. The man measurement tool. No
surprises then that even very low concentrations of neediness disqualify a man
from getting his rocks off. Especially after watching a film like that on
valentines in the gayest corner of the universe.
A good friend of mine acknowledged valentines day just once in the 5 years he
was with his ex by giving her a pineapple. Even years after them breaking up
she’s still besotted with him.
That it was on V-day I could see how he would either consciously or not be
a lil cruel, knock me down, tell me, yea ok, I went out w u (though I paid
for the tix, he paid for dinner), but youre still not my GF and don’t you
forget it
win.
Gay men hit on me all the time too and I live in the South, so I
guess that means….I could get some too.
yah, hard to even spin myself on this one. no justification for why
I dated him, continued to date him and still think about him.
just… gotta chalk this one up to mental defect (on my end).
better: “oh yeah..?” and just let her keep on throwing out that bait
I just do what my Dad did: grunt “mmhmm”, and usually while not even
looking up from whatever I’m doing.
http://www.nytimes.com/2012/11/27/world/americas/mexican-beauty-
pageant-contestant-killed-in-shootout.html
This is about the third posting of this item on this very thread.
Rape!
Seriously, I’m gringo and I love that prog. Scantily clad latin
broads ftw.
We’ll be there in a couple of more years when out whole nation turns
into Detriot…
“I once wrote about a girl I knew of who was desperate to get a narco
boyfriend,” [Valdez] said. “She practically took out a classified ad saying
‘Looking for a Narco’.”
The stories seldom end well. In the best of cases, a beautiful woman with a
tear-stained face is marched before the press in handcuffs. In the worst of
cases, they simply disappear.
“They are disposable objects, the lowest link in the chain of criminal
organizations, the young men recruited as gunmen and the pretty young
women who are tossed away in two or three years, or are turned into police or
killed,” Valdez said.
Talk about riding the Cock Carousel to being Pumped-n-Dumped… pack your
bags, we’re going to Hell. Thank you, feminazis, you’ll miss civilization when
it’s gone.
Sigh… another dweeb who talks about “racist crap” from King A and
Greg Eliot but gives the Dark Side a pass on their antiwhite and/or
Afrocentrist bullshit… which is invariably what we are responding to
with our defense of our own folk.
Hit the road, you bum… we already have enough of what you’re selling.
Wake up, SWPL. You let the baiting go on, allowing their abject
debasement of you to stink up the place without a peep of protest. You find it
“pleasant[]” and refreshing to be made the bitch. Not all of us are on your
easygoing euthanasia program. Lol
Try noticing who is responsible for turning the conversation racial, every time,
and has nothing otherwise to say. But like the Stockholm Syndrome type you
are, you identify with the master who cuckolds you, to the point of mistaking
the source of nearly every original provocation. You are so white-guilty, you
can’t even follow a comment tree. Lol
Matt
http://gma.yahoo.com/obese-woman-denied-flights-home-dies-abroad-
191137549–abc-news-topstories.html
‘Sure’ game, as you noted, is all about tone of voice. Slightly wrong inflection and
she’ll get the wrong impression (one of rejection rather than aloofness).
lmao 2x on November 27, 2012 at 3:54 pm
delusion here : Bl—e F—-x “I’m 32 and have two kids. My belly is saggy,
my tits have seen better days, and I don’t even come close to fitting into
my pre-mom jeans. I’m even starting to see wrinkles around my eyes
and mouth. And you know what? I am sexy as hell. All is not lost just because you
hit 30/have kids/acquire a belly.”
My belly is saggy, my tits have seen better days, and I don’t even
come close to fitting into my pre-mom jeans. I’m even starting to see
wrinkles around my eyes and mouth.
The purpose of sex is to make babies; not amuse 6th grade boys. I used
to tell this to my students when I was still teaching. However, they were
still amused by it.
This is a great tip but the hardest part of game is to get the woman to
actually care about what you think of her. No game can work without this
premise. Any concrete advices about this ?
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