January 24, 2018 by CH
This kind of whimsical role playing is tingle dynamite! From marc,
I took my girl (23 year difference) to a nice but casual Italian restaurant in the heart of left-wing university town. I told her we were in the 1950’s and she was not allowed to talk to the waiter. I would order for her and answer any questions put to her. We had a blast! Waiter had no idea what to do with us.
A soyboy would never do this because a soyboy is cowardly. And that is why a soyboy fails.
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Off-topic, but a good example of what a post-Wall woman is prepared to do to retain a dirt-world sexual partner.
https://sputniknews.com/europe/201801241061018805-sweden-feminism-sexual-assault/
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It reminds me of a time I was playing with a red lamp in a darkened campus room in front of a girl. She thought I was “deliberately” being exotic, mysterious, full of mystique. I stood in front of it and it cast a red outline around my silhouetted, darkened form.
A cousin of whimsy: Mystery. (Also the Founder of Game.)
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I think the larger point to be made about whimsy is that it’s a serious business. You have to approach it directly and meaningfully. A lot of Chateau readers will misconstrue it as “immature” or “childish.” Not at all. The goal of whimsy, as I and I think HBomb Oracle perceive it, is to establish a TONE, a laquer upon interaction. Paint, if you will. Social paint.
With whimsy, you’re painting social interactions in bright colors. This colors everything. It also allows you to slip up and make mistakes. If a clown can make them . . .
Finally, whimsy is an expression of who we are. It would be as impossible for an anal-retentive accountant to fake whimsy as it would be for Der Fuhrer Adolf Hitler (good book I’m reading on him, Kershaw’s Hitler: Hubris.) Hitler would be too mean and stern-faced to EVER indulge in that sort of “girlish nonsense.” I often thought if he had been slightly more humorous, light-hearted, he would have won Europe, and the world, and purged it for the white race.
Here’s a dark-hearted example of musical whimsy, taking serious things light:
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Hitler did not need whimsy in his Game repertoaire.
He was the first who coined White Nationalist Game down to a T.
The ladies were all over him.
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I always do this.
“She’ll drink the Merlot”…”She’ll have the salmon”.
The bar and wait staff always do double takes…’progressive’ algorithms violated.
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Part of assuming the sale, I expect. If it’s something she really doesn’t think she’ll like, she’ll tell you.
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They all like it. The younger the more they eat it up.
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Increase the a**hole setting for younger, shit test-ier ones.
“So…where are u taking me for dinner?”
“Hooters, of course”
“LOL!”
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Nice. Perhaps I’ll try it.
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With me and my gal wearing wigs, of course…
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“A soyboy would never do this because a soyboy is cowardly. And that is why a soyboy fails.”
Soyboy would take a pic with the waiter while making a soyface to put up on Instagram. And then add a few pics of the food.
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Cuckface w/ food pic of his Tofu Stir-Fry while his wife’s boyfriend orders a steak.
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He’s the guy taking pictures of his vegan burger, as if the rest of us proles have never seen a burger before.
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[…] 1950s Patriarchy Game […]
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Thats a good one
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I get a good response from the woman without the pre-arranged role play. We might talk about what is on the menu but I communicate the order to the waitress or waiter. If the waiter asks for a preference on her order still I either decide or if she expresses a choice to me I communicate it to the staff. It seems to relax the woman when she realizes she won’t have to deal with the help. Maybe it is beta to do the work, but it really cuts through the indecisiveness woman exhibit about the simplist things.
Even in a group of 3 or 4 the ordering process goes more smoothly if one person steps up to take the lead and order for each member. Is this beta behavior to do the work for the group or an alpha leadership move? I feel like the group gofer when I do it, but it gets the staff out of our way more quickly.
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Feels like leadership to me.
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Nah, you’re taking the lead and that says it all right there.
It’s like ordering at the drive-thru. All the orders are filtered to the driver and he puts in the order.
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Good comments there, man.
>> Maybe it is beta to do the work, but it really cuts through the indecisiveness woman exhibit about the simplist things.
It’s not beta… it’s just a different style than the “strong silent type.” You can draw a girl in, or overwhelm her… along with other strategies.
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That is how it is supposed to be and I have never done otherwise. Women eat this up.
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No actually it doesn’t. Also, it looks like Finns and Georgians are god-tier.
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These things are always so dumb. Might as well say there’s at least a few hot women from every country.
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They left out “The Jewess.”
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hahaha
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I guess Sarah Silverman didn’t make the cut. I wouldn’t have minded seeing Gal Gadot up there though.
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Phew. No Brits or Irish in there. Our shameful secret is safe.
Also did they visit a hardcore lezzer womens’ prison for all the French composite samples (incl. Alsatians)?
And no SwedeyNorgieDanskies, or Northern Italians. Risks making the rest look like dogs I suppose.
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The ancestress-tier individual of all those Med/Sardinian/Italian/Iberian/French/Welsh/Gaelic wimminz has just been released from the greensand of the foundry-floor.
Terminal epi-paleolithic, or maybe very precocious goat’n’barley-monger from just over the Hellespont.
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Man jaw on the French… I might have known.
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Not really. Whoever did this collage handpicked the best specimens of each race on purpose. And that’s putting it lightly. As far as Africans go, only the Kongo chick I found to be attractive. Also, I dig how the Armenian chick looks like how Kim Kardashian would have looked without all that botox and cum all over her face.
Also, and it’s worth to be mentioned, what happened to the notion that there’s no such thing as race? Because this proves there IS such a thing as race. Fucking morons.
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Cape Verdean is the hottest.
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Wtf is a “Kumyik” or a “Lezgun”???
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I think they’re some kind of beans…
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Horseniggers from the arse end of Russia or thereabouts. Tiny inbred tribes of semi-nomadic savages.
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The Indo-Mauritian looks positively c*nty.
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Well whimsyed
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Make her go to the restaurant in a dress and without underwear.
In between courses lean over whispering to remind her of how its gonna play out when you get her home and why she isnt wearing those knickers.
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Or…compliance test……tell her to go take off her panties in the washroom, send you a pic of her from the washroom, then come back and put her panties in your pocket. Then watch her squirm in her seat for the rest of dinner.
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True. They love fantasy.
Post is easy to read but do you have your keyboard hotkeyed so its easy for you to type? Gbfm esq….nice!
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its the matrix
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This is good content. Idea: do a post or series of posts with practical game/role play ideas.
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Well, not a role play but during my years of living car free in the city when going somewhere with a cager chick, I’d put my hand out and say “Give me your car keys, I’ll drive.” I began doing this when a date asked me to drive once and I noticed her improved mood. Few women handle city traffic well and fewer are comfortable with parallel parking. It’s fun when she says “You can’t park in that spot, it’s too small my car won’t fit” Then you do it. Isn’t this white knighting though? Saving her from the dirty work?
With a lib, strong indepedent woman, chick you’d have to role play Moslem couple to get her to let you drive her car. Interesting possibilities with that role play eh? Pretend FGM, fake honor killing, multiple partners….maybe we don’t want to go there. It might cause lib chick fight more strongly for open borders for Moslems, once she tastes that dominance.
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Women love to be dominated, and this has shared characteristics with a BDSM dom/master choosing their submissive’s diet.
I do this often with my wife, usually telling her to pick two entrées on the menu, then I choose which one she gets. “I’ll have the prime, rare; she’ll have the Alfredo”
The look on the waiter’s or waitress’s face is priceless, especially when the waitress looks at my wife and asks, “Is that what you want?”, to which she happily nods yes.
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real asshole move if the waiter/waitress crosses you like that is have them replaced
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your wife should be like the fuck my husband just say bitch he he he
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without the swearing of course
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There is a proportion of women that prefer to do the dominating.
This is partly to do with the dearth of dominant men and partly because they are just plain neurologically defective.
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“let’s play current-year subcontinental patriarchy. you don’t eat until after I’m finished eating.”
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[…] Source: Heartiste […]
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I had a girlfriend once where we’d always share entrees at restaurants. And I would control the fork… and feed her every bite. Created a very intense bubble.
She would go into a dark, helpless, sexy trance… very Lana del Rey. So floppy with me after a night like that.
I have no idea what the staff thought of any of that… I couldn’t see past our vibe.
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“We had a blast!”
Because deep down they know things were happier then for both sexes no matter they learned in college they paid for through debt-slavery.
#whatwelost
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Doesn’t do anything for me at all. Anyone who paints a T-6 like it’s a P-47 is a try hard beta.
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lol my woman feed me at the table in restaurants they remember us forever
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bitch came so hard
she asked me how I did it
I should of said patriarchy game
but really i said cum bitch and that worked pretty good HE HE HE
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she say she gonna make me cum 4 times tomorrow
guess will see
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Cuckolding can be positive for some couples, study says – cnn
https://www.cnn.com/2018/01/25/health/cuckolding-sex-kerner/index.html
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Meanwhile, cnn is promoting cuckholding …
https://www.cnn.com/2018/01/25/health/cuckolding-sex-kerner/index.html
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That turdboi has been pushing cucking for a while. It’s just another trial balloon to see who will pay attention.
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My girlfriend bumped her eye getting out of the car one night. It was bleeding slightly and before long a shiner began to form below it. She is foreign (east euro) and much younger than me. On the way in to our destination I told her to play along and follow my lead. The girlfriend kept her attention on me and her eyes low and didn’t speak to anyone. I approached the counter with exaggerated swagger and asked the tattooed feminista for ice for her and a drink for me. The look on the feminista’s face was glorious and for a second I thought she was gonna call the cops. Instead, she dutifully retrieved a bag of ice and made my coffee. Here was the horrible patriarchy personified, standing in front of her just waiting to be smashed and she blinked. On the way out we both burst into laughter that continued the entire way home despite her experiencing some real pain from the mishap.
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I’ve always ordered for the girl. I ordered for the girl who became my wife on our first date, and still do.
I don’t even pay attention to the waitstaff’s reaction, anymore. I do recall some waitresses who were squirming as I gave them a girl’s order, though.
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