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Don Juan
There's good karaoke 'singers'?iqqi said:Do you get ovations at Karaoke?
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.
There's good karaoke 'singers'?iqqi said:Do you get ovations at Karaoke?
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.
Of course, because I claim I can, Iqqi has to question itThe catch to this is, guys who THINK they can sing but can't are the opposite of sexy. Lol.
No, that would be Skid Row. I almost popped a nut trying to do 18 & Life.I thought you had to have your balls removed to sing that sh!t!
Sounds hot. :yes:Desdinova said:I have a crazy-ass range (around 3 octaves) so I'm happy enough with that. People are kinda blown away when they hear me do stuff like Neil Diamond, then go straight into Guns N Roses.
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.
You must not be able to sing. I mean, why would a guy who sings good say that singing is gay? I tend to make fun of some impressive skills other guys have that I dont.Bible_Belt said:Yeah, the choir boys always got all the cute guys....I mean girls....no, I mean guys. Singing is fvcking gay.
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.