Fun or Funny

This is for the more advanced men in the game. But there is still a thing or two to be gained for even the most novice pussy hunters.

No matter how strong your game is, there is nothing you can do to inevitably ensure success with women. Whether it is long term success, or the initial bang, the odds are stacked against you. There is simply too much availability of thirsty men, and women's insane ability to rationalize their decisions.

All you are guaranteed with women is the moment you are with them.

This is not to say that you cannot take action to increase the rate, and length of that success. I have, and continue to get better as time goes on.

But from what I have observed, even if you are on fucking point, a girl you think is forever in your grasp, can turn to sand and fall through your fingers. Look at Sage the Gemini.

The only time I see this not to be the case is when a man's SMV far exceeds hers.

Maybe I am being biased. Maybe I suck at keeping these girls around, or finding ones worth keeping around. Either way, I am constantly looking for more plates. And while I am getting fairly good getting them spinning, I am still met with a tremendous amount of resistance. That is why I have adopted the following mentality:

Interactions with women are fun or funny.

If you are new to the game, this would be a difficult mentality to adopt. There is a lot of blue pill conditioning you have to undo, and a lot of stuff you will have to think about as you are out there on the prowl. It will be a lot of hard work.

Aside from all the rejection you are going to face, you will be doing things far outside your comfort zone. Shit is not fun. Eventually, you start experiencing success, and having those AHA! moments. The conditioning starts to break down, and you get to really tap into what you are as a man. You do not have to think as much. When you get to this point, it can start being more fun, and less work.

An example of fun or funny.

I recently gamed this yummy 22 year old, and had a pretty good time with her. Good enough for me to stop seeing my other plates. It was fun.

Unfortunately, she got pretty stupid not more than a couple of weeks after it started.

Something about she needed to think about some shit, she was unsure of what she wanted, we do not want the same things, it is eventually going to end, blah, blah, blah.

I laughed, told her to do whatever the fuck she wanted to do, and that I would be around when she came to her senses.

We grabbed a drink a couple days later, and she got some more shit off her chest. It went about as well as you could expect. She fed me a bunch of bullshit like, "I did not know how serious this was going to get. I did not think I would like you so much so fast. I do not know if I am ready for this."

Even writing this is making me laugh.

I was tempted to reason with her, but I went with this instead, "You are being pretty fucking stupid right now." I told her some other things as well.

Then I started laughing, and she started crying.

This is an example of how to fail with women.

I know that sounds kinds of backasswards, given the fact that you are probably trying to get laid more, but hear me out.

I know I could have handled this situation another way, but god damn it would have been exhausting. Too much thinking and effort that I do not want to give. Both of which take energy away from me from having fun. Besides, there was no guarantee I could have turned it around anyways.

More importantly, I know I can replace her.

So instead, I handled this situation horrendously, and she is probably gone for good. Yeah it kind of sucks, but...

It was fucking funny as hell.

There were a couple of women sitting next to us who could easily overhear the conversation. Me telling her how retarded she was being, but it was not totally her fault because her brainpower is limited as a female. And there was me laughing while she was crying. I am sure they were none too happy about any of it.

She even laughed at the end too, with tears in her eyes, because deep down she knew how dumb she was being. This made me laugh even harder.

Aside from everything previously mentioned, a lot of intense shit happened with this girl in a short amount of time which added to the irony.

She had spent a whole weekend with me, and told me she loved me at the end of it.

Her vagina was always a mess of fluids, and I fucked her in the ass after one week.

In case you are wondering, this is how that conversation went.

Me: "I want to fuck you in the ass." Her: "I would be down to try that." I get my dick all lubed up with the KY, and in it goes. She tells me to stop, so I do. Then I say, "It will hurt a bit at first, but I promise you will like it." Her: "Okay." And back in it went.

I confession of love and easy anal in a week. You would think after all this I would own this girl. I did not lose frame. I did not get all beta. I kept doing what I usually do. What I did to get her to that point in the first place. Yet there she goes blibbery blabbing about a bunch of none sense, and now she is gone.

If this is not funny, I do not know what is.

Fun or funny helps my game.

As I said, this girl is probably gone for good.

This is not an isolated incident either. My friend jokingly refers to my Scorched Earth Policy when it comes to women. If shit is not going well, I make it fun for me. Usually that results in them getting really mad, which I feed off in some sick way.

I am just having fun, and being me. Sometimes me is an idiot, sometimes me is an asshole, and sometimes me is a smooth talking mother fucker who makes panties wet before I even touch them. Regardless, me is always having a good time.

Being this kind of guy is one aspect of how I built value as a man. Women who like this pick up on it, and want to be a part of it. Even if I piss a bunch of girls off, there are always enough girls who love me for who I am. And I am doing very little thinking in the process.

However, it is difficult to maintain my laissez faire attitude when I am dwelling on things I have no control over, like female horseshit.

I could get all bent out of shape, ranting and raving about how dumb women are when shit like this happens, but that would foul my mood. That is why I constantly remind myself of the mantra, fun or funny. Every time I lose sight of that life gets shitty for me.

The success will come.

If you keep building value and getting after women, it is only a matter of time.

But holy shit it can be frustrating. Each time they bail at the last minute, or tell you that you need to be 6+ tall after you have already chatted/texted for a couple days. All those those unnecessarily vile rejections with a harmless approach. It is a natural response to get pissed, but that anger is not helping you.

You cannot control them or the situation, but you can control your own enjoyment.

So have some fucking fun with it.

Fun or funny.

This is probably the most beneficial idea that I have internalized since unplugging.