Greetings all..My name is Ninja Bob. Like many here, I am a recovering "nice guy" or AFC. I've always tried to live up to my dad's example and tried not to be like my lazy no good cousins who use women for sex and money. They refer to themselves as players, but I say that they are losers. A real player, a real man should be able to take care of himself and not live off a woman.
So of course, I hated the game with a passion as I saw how men that did the least got rewarded the most. And I know that some folks are gonna say that I'm not as nice as I claim to be if I want women to reward me with sex just like they do with the bad boys. Hey, I'm a red-blooded man. I like women and I like sex. So, yeah, I want and deserve sex with women because I'm a nice fella and twice the real man most of the bad boys are.
Most bad boys exist so women don't have to step up to the plate and take responsibility for their sexual urges. Despite woman's lib and feminism, women still want to have an excuse for their sexual desires or risk being called a slut. WTF? Does anyone really care anymore about that "I don't wanna be called a slut" BS? Where are the virgins then? The country should be crawling with virgins if being called a slut is so bad. Women..
If that's "liberation", maybe women need to go back to the way things used to be..
Also, quiet as it's kept, the vast majority of women would not get any play because they simply ain't hot enough to make an AFC wanna spout bad poetry. The bad boy is needed in this society because his only requirement of women is that they be female. Both Jessica Alba and Rosie O'Donnell are female, but which one would the average AFC want to bed? The bad boy doesn't care if a woman has facial hair, is ugly or if she can move Shaq out of the low post. The AFC, however, usually will only chase after and pine for the hottest chicks, leaving the vast majority of women with no hope for male companionship. Faced with the prospect of an empty bed and lonely nights without passion and sex or a bed with a jerk in it, which do you think women choose?
So if the bad boy didn't already exist, he would have to be created and given the forces in our society that reward women for their illogical behavior, he is needed. Don't get me wrong: I'm still a nice guy and a gentleman, but I ain't a doormat for women. I ain't got no respect for the bad boys because most of them cut and run when the going gets tough, so I don't wanna be no bad boy. But I had to re-program myself and I started to do the exact opposite of what the media and most women say that they want. Especially after my fiancee dumped me and called off our wedding. You could say that even though I already knew and denied the truth, being dumped by her made me see the light.
So, I had to punch myself whenever I got the urge to shower a woman with flowers and candy, just because. If it wasn't something that I would do for a male friend or buddy or one of my homeboys, I wouldn't do it for a woman. Hey, I like romance as much as the next guy and I'll buy a woman flowers and candy, but after we've phucked--believe that.
I stopped being there for women who couldn't bring themsleves to see me as a possible love interest. So, I immediately cut off all my so-called female "friends" with their whining about how there are no good men left, yadda, yadda, yadda, but somehow they always manged to overlook me even though I was "the perfect guy". I let them experience failure with the bad boys without being their safety net.
I shooed them away when they wanted to talk about how some guy had pumped and dumped them. I made myself scarce the minute some of them walked in a room. Most of them got pissed. I was being an azzhole and a jerk, they said. I told them TOUGH. You got a man problem? I don't give a damn. The only constant in the equation is you--look in the phucking mirror.
I even ran some right wing christian game on one chick, telling her how the bible said that a man should be about the business of finding a suitable mate. The bible doesn't have any stories of men and women being friends, I told her. I broke her brain with that one. :crackup:
I saw that after a few months, these same women who had placed me in the friend zone, were now trying to get me back in their lives by any means necessary. It was after seeing them wanting to do anything to get me back in their lives that I made up my mind to play the game.
The hot ones were told upfront that I'm a man that don't need no gaggle of female friends. Either we're phucking or you can go sit in the friend zone. Most chose option one. One chick gleefully told me that she wanted to be told from the get-go what a man wanted and she liked how I was now not beating around the bush. "It's about time. I got tired of waiting around for you and sending you signals," she said to me.
I also found out the hard way why some of them were pumped and dumped. Psychos, man, crazy as bedbugs...The sex was outstanding, but the craziness made them almost impossible to deal with. But because I'm not a bad boy per se and we were friends to begin with, the pumping could continue under the guise of "Friends With Benefits".
The not so hot ones are in the friend zone for life, unless they hit the lottery or something. I use them to do stuff like take ballroom dance classes and stuff. Those dance classes are also a great way to meet other women.
This chick from Brazil is our dance instructor and she's got junk in the trunk like Vida Guerra. I told her straight up that I would take her dancing someplace where she could really shake that azz of hers. Now, whenever I dance with her, she's grinding me like there's no tomorrow.
I know this post is a rambling one and I know that I ain't the first guy to come here and say how not giving a damn helped him start to turn his life around. I'm here because I want to refine my game.
So of course, I hated the game with a passion as I saw how men that did the least got rewarded the most. And I know that some folks are gonna say that I'm not as nice as I claim to be if I want women to reward me with sex just like they do with the bad boys. Hey, I'm a red-blooded man. I like women and I like sex. So, yeah, I want and deserve sex with women because I'm a nice fella and twice the real man most of the bad boys are.
Most bad boys exist so women don't have to step up to the plate and take responsibility for their sexual urges. Despite woman's lib and feminism, women still want to have an excuse for their sexual desires or risk being called a slut. WTF? Does anyone really care anymore about that "I don't wanna be called a slut" BS? Where are the virgins then? The country should be crawling with virgins if being called a slut is so bad. Women..
If that's "liberation", maybe women need to go back to the way things used to be.. Also, quiet as it's kept, the vast majority of women would not get any play because they simply ain't hot enough to make an AFC wanna spout bad poetry. The bad boy is needed in this society because his only requirement of women is that they be female. Both Jessica Alba and Rosie O'Donnell are female, but which one would the average AFC want to bed? The bad boy doesn't care if a woman has facial hair, is ugly or if she can move Shaq out of the low post. The AFC, however, usually will only chase after and pine for the hottest chicks, leaving the vast majority of women with no hope for male companionship. Faced with the prospect of an empty bed and lonely nights without passion and sex or a bed with a jerk in it, which do you think women choose?
So if the bad boy didn't already exist, he would have to be created and given the forces in our society that reward women for their illogical behavior, he is needed. Don't get me wrong: I'm still a nice guy and a gentleman, but I ain't a doormat for women. I ain't got no respect for the bad boys because most of them cut and run when the going gets tough, so I don't wanna be no bad boy. But I had to re-program myself and I started to do the exact opposite of what the media and most women say that they want. Especially after my fiancee dumped me and called off our wedding. You could say that even though I already knew and denied the truth, being dumped by her made me see the light.
So, I had to punch myself whenever I got the urge to shower a woman with flowers and candy, just because. If it wasn't something that I would do for a male friend or buddy or one of my homeboys, I wouldn't do it for a woman. Hey, I like romance as much as the next guy and I'll buy a woman flowers and candy, but after we've phucked--believe that.
I stopped being there for women who couldn't bring themsleves to see me as a possible love interest. So, I immediately cut off all my so-called female "friends" with their whining about how there are no good men left, yadda, yadda, yadda, but somehow they always manged to overlook me even though I was "the perfect guy". I let them experience failure with the bad boys without being their safety net.
I shooed them away when they wanted to talk about how some guy had pumped and dumped them. I made myself scarce the minute some of them walked in a room. Most of them got pissed. I was being an azzhole and a jerk, they said. I told them TOUGH. You got a man problem? I don't give a damn. The only constant in the equation is you--look in the phucking mirror.
I even ran some right wing christian game on one chick, telling her how the bible said that a man should be about the business of finding a suitable mate. The bible doesn't have any stories of men and women being friends, I told her. I broke her brain with that one. :crackup:
I saw that after a few months, these same women who had placed me in the friend zone, were now trying to get me back in their lives by any means necessary. It was after seeing them wanting to do anything to get me back in their lives that I made up my mind to play the game.
The hot ones were told upfront that I'm a man that don't need no gaggle of female friends. Either we're phucking or you can go sit in the friend zone. Most chose option one. One chick gleefully told me that she wanted to be told from the get-go what a man wanted and she liked how I was now not beating around the bush. "It's about time. I got tired of waiting around for you and sending you signals," she said to me.
I also found out the hard way why some of them were pumped and dumped. Psychos, man, crazy as bedbugs...The sex was outstanding, but the craziness made them almost impossible to deal with. But because I'm not a bad boy per se and we were friends to begin with, the pumping could continue under the guise of "Friends With Benefits".
The not so hot ones are in the friend zone for life, unless they hit the lottery or something. I use them to do stuff like take ballroom dance classes and stuff. Those dance classes are also a great way to meet other women.
This chick from Brazil is our dance instructor and she's got junk in the trunk like Vida Guerra. I told her straight up that I would take her dancing someplace where she could really shake that azz of hers. Now, whenever I dance with her, she's grinding me like there's no tomorrow.
I know this post is a rambling one and I know that I ain't the first guy to come here and say how not giving a damn helped him start to turn his life around. I'm here because I want to refine my game.
