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.
cavedweller said:I have been dating my new 'main squeeze' for about 34 days. We have been hooking up two days a week (just doing the 'honeymoon' thing)..
ie: ----riding the pony--(She has been wearing me out)..
She called me last night at 11 pm (talking sh1t) and dumped me...
Guys, that ain't no problem..
Watch and learn here...........
My game is to make her eat her d@mn words...
I told her it was no problem and that she could have that dude I call Bob...
She asked me who in the h3ll is Bob?--I did not answer...
Let the games begin...(She started this sh1t and I am going to end it)
Hell on Wheels.......
Preach brother I second that my uncle taught me this pimp phrase awhile ago that I follow. "I don't chase them I replace them"Chosen1 said:I hate to say this but you sound a little psycho. Again no disrespect but you sound like you are obessed with her. I mean her having good head game is good but come on. This is coming from someone like me who is an total AFC. I'm not chasing nothing anymore.
cavedweller said:Bluntmaster and Sand Hawk,
Read and learn......
They used to call me cavedweller, but, now they call me Hell on Wheels..
Hell on Wheels.............
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
Question here? Would you walk away from the wildest/hottest/tightest p*** you ever had...Well my friend, that is my Tuna...(BTW, she can suck the chrome off of a Cadillac)joe henny said:Preach brother I second that my uncle taught me this pimp phrase awhile ago that I follow. "I don't chase them I replace them"
cavedweller said:Speak,
Wake up dude and smell the coffee..
I have been throwing the pork (to my tuna) while you have been pulling your johnson...
BTW, if the tuna moves on I will go out and find another..(while you are still pulling your johnson)
Hell on Wheels
cavedweller said:Speak,
Wake up dude and smell the coffee..
I have been throwing the pork (to my tuna) while you have been pulling your johnson...
BTW, if the tuna moves on I will go out and find another..(while you are still pulling your johnson)
Hell on Wheels
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
Yeah my ex. Then I moved on. We all move on. key word MOVE ON. Your Hell on Wheels right? Then you can find another one even better than her azz in no timecavedweller said:Question here? Would you walk away from the wildest/hottest/tightest p*** you ever had...Well my friend, that is my Tuna...(BTW, she can suck the chrome off of a Cadillac)
So, now you understand, why I will not let 'Back Door Bob' steal her..
Hell on Wheels
I was seeing a girl who fvcked me way better then my ex wife her pvssy was tighter and it just felt better overall. I left her for my ex so yes I would that's just me. Plus you have to know when hold em and when to fold em.cavedweller said:Question here? Would you walk away from the wildest/hottest/tightest p*** you ever had...Well my friend, that is my Tuna...(BTW, she can suck the chrome off of a Cadillac)
So, now you understand, why I will not let 'Back Door Bob' steal her..
Hell on Wheels
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
Of course it ain't looking good. She told you to piss off, and yet you went on and thought you had her pocketed. When a girl tells you she will not continue on with you, it means you cut her off and leave. Not pretend and brag on the internet about how much she is thinking about, while she is probably sucking off another dude so hard that the bedsheets are sucked into his asscavedweller said:oops....
Guys, I called her last night and it ain't looking good.
You are getting weak? Hell no bro, you've always been weak but refuse to admit it. A real DJ knows his weaknesses, and listens to his brethren in order to overcome his weaknesses. You just raved on about how we should watch and learn. In the end, you are the one that has to watch and learn!cavedweller said:Bob has been making his move and I am getting weak..
You never were hell on wheels, you only pretended to be. Drop the arrogance and know all attitude and listen to the advice given by your brethren on here. Instead of humiliating yourself in front of this broad, you could have spent your time on scoring some new poon.cavedweller said:Hell on Wheels? (I think one of my tires is going flat)
Well, I agree that years of experience *CAN*/ be a great source of information and tricks. However, what use is posting on a forum, for fellow DJs when you refuse to listen to their advice? He was doing things that go straight against the DJ way and can be considered AFC.Joe Stud said:Why antagonize this older DJ? Why not cheer him on & support him? His experience (years) can be a wealth of information. Cheers to "Hell on Wheels".:cheer: :cheer:
Yes, he does have more life experience and wisdom. What matters though is how long he has been in the game and how well he ran his game, and by the looks of it very poorlyJoe Stud said:Why antagonize this older DJ? Why not cheer him on & support him? His experience (years) can be a wealth of information. Cheers to "Hell on Wheels".:cheer: :cheer:
I second that You summed up all my thoughtsSandHawk said:Of course it ain't looking good. She told you to piss off, and yet you went on and thought you had her pocketed. When a girl tells you she will not continue on with you, it means you cut her off and leave. Not pretend and brag on the internet about how much she is thinking about, while she is probably sucking off another dude so hard that the bedsheets are sucked into his ass
You are getting weak? Hell no bro, you've always been weak but refuse to admit it. A real DJ knows his weaknesses, and listens to his brethren in order to overcome his weaknesses. You just raved on about how we should watch and learn. In the end, you are the one that has to watch and learn!
You never were hell on wheels, you only pretended to be. Drop the arrogance and know all attitude and listen to the advice given by your brethren on here. Instead of humiliating yourself in front of this broad, you could have spent your time on scoring some new poon.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.