Vantagepoint34
Master Don Juan
I'm thinking about catching a spectre. Anyone up for that?
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
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 like to hunt wraithes' with my dog. How about you?Colossus said:Lol.
I'm personally a Bigfoot fan, but I'm also a staunch skeptic, so in my opinion none of these creatures exist until proven otherwise. And sightings are never proof.
switch said:i hunted a felhound the other day, but apparently it had a master and it showed up. a big Taurus ,i executed him on sight and his head now sits on the wall decorating my living room.
i have heard rumours of an elemental being behind my house.will investigate it further with my ally ...a rusulka .
my ogopogo expeditions were brought to a halt last autumn when a chupacabra and a bunch of frenzied hounds strcuk my rucksack and ran away with it.....iwill recommence my search this year.
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 may want to look also into a witch. If you are dealing with one you may be in trouble. In that case you may want too look up a good witch to aide you. Worst case scenario you turn to the Vampires.switch said:i hunted a felhound the other day, but apparently it had a master and it showed up. a big Taurus ,i executed him on sight and his head now sits on the wall decorating my living room.
i have heard rumours of an elemental being behind my house.will investigate it further with my ally ...a rusulka .
my ogopogo expeditions were brought to a halt last autumn when a chupacabra and a bunch of frenzied hounds strcuk my rucksack and ran away with it.....iwill recommence my search this year.
Colossus said:Lol.
I'm personally a Bigfoot fan, but I'm also a staunch skeptic, so in my opinion none of these creatures exist until proven otherwise. And sightings are never proof.
No need to bring that into this discussion.taiyuu_otoko said:You should get yourself a Jesus.
They're worth like TEN leprechauns.
Relax, it was quote from the Simpsons, one of the halloween episodes, where homer had to reverse a curse put on him by a gypsie, and they were discussing magical creatures to help out. I believe Mo was the guy who came up with the comparison.vantagepoint said:No need to bring that into this discussion.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
taiyuu_otoko said:Relax, it was quote from the Simpsons, one of the halloween episodes, where homer had to reverse a curse put on him by a gypsie, and they were discussing magical creatures to help out. I believe Mo was the guy who came up with the comparison.