36. The phrases that only he uses, like "Sleep well and wake."
I am the Coquette
The ability to delay satisfaction is the ultimate art of seduction - while waiting, the victim is held in thrall. Coquettes are the grand masters of the game, orchestrating a back-and-forth movement between hope and frustration. They bait with the promise of reward - the hope of physical pleasure, happiness, fame by association, power - all of which, however, proves elusive; yet this only makes their targets pursue them more. Imitate the alternating heat and coolness of the Coquette and you will keep the seduced at your heels.
Symbol: The Shadow. It cannot be grasped. Chase your shadow and it will flee; turn your back on it and it will follow you. It is also a person's dark side, the thing that makes them mysterious. After they have given us pleasure, the shadow of withdrawl makes us yearn for their return, much as clouds make us yearn for the sun.
What Type of Seducer are You?
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And one of those funny email forwards, and I didn't fix the formatting cause I'm lazy and it's not that bad:
When I was a kid adults used to bore me to tears
with their tedious diatribes about how hard things
were when they were growing up; what with walking
twenty-five miles to school every morning uphill both
ways through year 'round blizzards carrying their
younger siblings on their backs too their one-room
schoolhouse where they maintained a Straight-A average
despite their full-time after-school job at the local
textile mill where they worked for 35 cents an hour
just to help keep their family from starving to death.
I remember promising myself that when I grew up there
was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap
like that on kids about how hard I had it and how easy
they've got it. ..Now that I've reached the ripe old
age of twenty-nine, I can't help but look around and
notice the youth of today. You've got it so fuckin'
easy. I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a
goddamned Utopia. And I hate to say it but you kids
today you don't know how goo
d you've got it. I
> mean, when I was a kid we didn't have The
Internet--we wanted to know something, we had to go to
the goddamned library and look it up ourselves. There
was no email.
We had to actually write somebody a letter--with a
pen.And then you had to walk all the way across the
street and put it in the fuckin' mailbox It would take
like a week to get there. There were no MP3s or
You wanted to steal music, you had to go to the
goddamned record store and shop lift it yourself. or
we had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio
and the DJ'd usually talk over the begining and fuck
it all up.
We didn't have fancy shit like Call Waiting. If you
were on the phone and somebody else called they got a
We didn't have fancy Caller ID Boxes either. When the
the phone rang, you had no idea who it was. It could
be your boss, your mom, a collections agent, your drug
dealer, you didn't know... You just had to pick it up
and take your chances, Mister.
We didn't have any fancy Sony Playstation videogames
with high-resolution 3-D graphics. We had the Atari
2600. with games like "Space Invaders" and "Asteroids"
and the graphics sucked ass. Your guy was a little
square. You had to use your imagination. There were no
multiple levels or screens, it was just one screen
forever. You could never win, the game just kept
getting harder and faster until you died. Just like,
LIFE. When you went to the movie theatre there no such
thing as stadium seating. All the seats were the same
height. A tall guy sat in front of you, you were
screwed. Sure, we had cable television, but back then
that was only like 20 channels and there was no
onscreen menu. You had to use a little book called a
TV Guide to find out what was on. And there was no
Cartoon Network. You could only get cartoons on
Saturday morning.. D'ya hear what the fuck I'm
saying?. We had to wait ALL WEEK, you spoiled little
bastards. That's exactly what I'm talking about. You
kids today have got it too easy.
You're spoiled, I swear to God. You guys wouldn't last
five minutes back in 1984.