my parents enjoy giving me money.djtdot said:You are a student and you have hundreds to blow on a stripper:crazy: . How?? Tell me!
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.
my parents enjoy giving me money.djtdot said:You are a student and you have hundreds to blow on a stripper:crazy: . How?? Tell me!
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
Nah, sorry guy, but I'm afraid it's your ignorance that's a laugh.Espi said:Your ignorance cracks me up, Mr. Belividere.
Espi said:There's no honor, and there's no dignity in stripping
Say's the educated teacher.Espi said:but see, the difference between me and the the pitiful, wretched stripper
Actually, no we wouldn'tYou should all be happy that women are promiscuous, cause if they weren't, we'd be f*cked
Was that a typo? I'd say cocaine is shit.BTW Cocaine is the sh!t.
Hah, comical. You're telling me you would pass up the opportunity to bang 3 different hot chix per week if you had the chance? I think not. So, if you would be sexually promiscous, why can't women? Us guys do it all the time.SinJester said:Oh thank god for those women that fvck a different guy every night. What would we be without them?
...probably STD free.
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.
It's a joke. I've had those very same issues because of chronic use, I know how bad it is. It destroys dopamine neurotransmitters (the reward chemical). Any drug that floods a certain chemical such as dopamine or steretonin will then make it much harder to raise those chemicals again after the intial flood.Bonhomme said:Was that a typo? I'd say cocaine is shit.
It destroys mood-elevating neurotransmitter function permanently. Everyone I've known who was a "user" had serious depression issues.
Spot on.MrLuvr said:Burn the number.
Giving well paying customers their phone number is Stripping 101.
At this point, unless proven otherwise, all she sees you as is $$$$.
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.
I wish to have a parent to give me money to blow on strippers.... "Hey amoka, take this 500. When you get down to showgirlz down the street , make sure you touch their tiddy before giving them 100"luv2spwg said:my parents enjoy giving me money.