You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
hot stuff said:i voted for france purely because i want them to win...jus as a tribute to zidanes greatness!!! though Italy are playing brillant stuff
TyTe`EyEs said:I'm sick of hearing Zidane's name...he hasn't even done that much.
I was rooting for Germany, but since they're out, go Italy.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
What about Pelé, Maradona, Di Stefano, Van Basten, Platini, Beckenbauer, Baggio, Garrincha, Riva, etc...?hot stuff said:and possibly of all time!!
Doesn't he look exactly like Richard Gere?!djbr said:BTW, France's coach is a FAG.
Are you aware that France will play against Italy, not Portugal?thefonz said:Anyone who bets against France is insane IMO....Zidane will break in Figo's *******
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.
well uh. he's french.djbr said:BTW, France's coach is a FAG.
Haha, America = footballdannowillbookem said:well uh. he's french.
but yeah italy is gonna take it. i'm american so i'm pretty much the authority on all things soccer, its basically our national sport duh.
Soccer = FootballDocs said:Haha, America = football
Canada = hockey (yeah biatches)
Everywhere else = Soccer.:rockon:
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.
Ya, but I was drunk.Adone said:Are you aware that France will play against Italy, not Portugal?