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This guy got burned, I spent my weekend with a 6 ft, blonde, blue eyed model (a definite HB 10) who adores me. Having manners has NEVER gotten me friend zoned.
If you're such a gentleman, why call her an HB10? Ladies don't exactly like being classified by marks out of 10, if you're going to play the understanding guy role.
Oh and while we're bragging online, I'm currently having a threesome with two Swedish porn stars and smacking them over the head with my 11-inch cock. Your argument is invalid.
My point is simply this: you're on a PUA forum arguing AGAINST PUA philosophies - I have no problem with unpopular opinions, but what you wrote is the equivalent of posting a Marxist forum saying that the ruling class should own the means of production.
Not only you're personally attacking on me, you are taking the thread off topic. I have better ways to spend my time.
Women rate men as well, get over it. Any sensible man would talk differently to a lady in person. I'm not really sure what is your point about that I use PUA lingo on PUA forum when complaining that I don't comply to PUA forum enough.
I know my conquests and I know them well to be true. I enjoy my life and have made my own rules with it, with great success. I can hear a hint of jealousy in your tone.
I am on a PUA forum discussing about how to approach a woman. If a list of rules is all you believe a man needs, this forum is useless for you as well as anyone else in here. The thread poster tried a classic PUA approach and failed miserably. How many fails do you see necessary not to treat a set of philosophies as some Bible or do you do what some do on this forum, grow a shell around you, lie to yourself and harm people and especially yourself on the way. It might do good for you to broaden your horizons a bit.
"I don't care about your track record, you're fucking dickless, like any man that would slag off his fellow men and take women's side in a completely meaningless, patronising way."
I don't divide debates into men's and women's camps, I go and do what I see as the right thing to do. Takes strenght, takes brutal honesty, but it's something I need not to apologize.
Now take a deep breath and calm down a bit... Better? Not feeling cranky anymore? Now go back to play with other kids and let adults talk adult things for a while, ok? *pats your head in a loving, motherly way*
All I have to say on the matter. Period.