That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
There is no such thing as “pro-abortion.”
She probably would have been fun in bed. Although I was once with a girl that put on heavy metal music when we were just about to do the devil's work and it killed my erection.
Satanic Temple Floats Devilishly Clever Strategy To Dodge Texas Abortion Law
"We will not be cowed into silence by an unjust law," declared the temple, which links reproductive freedom to religious freedom.news.yahoo.com
On a side note, I remember picking up on a Satanic chick - and yes, I did not take that any further.
Well, these people were chanting "Abort it! Abort it!" and seemed pretty happy about it. If that's not pro-abortion, it's getting pretty close.
The “two sides” in the abortion debate are personal choice “pro-choice” vs. no abortion “pro-life.”
So, let the kid be born, then abort it via negligence?
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
The article states Texas leads the nation in child covid deaths. Wasn’t “Let it spread, let’s get it over with” your opinion? As far as being feminine: Okay, pick up your ball and leave. Are you that sensitive?
