timmylivingalie
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Anyone ever pickup a stripper at the club she works in?
“The 22 Psychological Triggers That Make Women Chase You… Starting Tonight”
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.
Anyone ever pickup a stripper?
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"You Can't Argue a Woman Into Liking You"
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
Bible_Belt
Master Don Juan
nah, I was never into cocaine.
iwanttofight
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sorry don't want crabs
oneboy21
Senior Don Juan
what bible belt said is correct.
"She's Out of Your League"
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.
Viagra4Soul
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Yes.
She was (in my estimation) the best looking girl there. The one on stage (they had multiple stages) everyone was gawking at was the Miss XX 1997 Something Or Other winner and my girl was dancing alone at the other stage, with no-one else watching. Long black hair, deep blue eyes, smaller perky natural tits, a felt black cowboy hat balanced attractively on her pretty head.
After she finished her set, she came down and asked me why I was't watching the hugely surgically enhanced blonde bimbo on the other stage. I told her she was the better looking girl, and I far preferred raven colored hair and 'natural assets'. She asked what I was doing there - I told her I was with a Bucks night, but this really wasn't my scene. I was going to a cool bar later on without the boys - she should come when she finished work for a quiet drink with me. She accepted (I was shocked, and pleased).
By the time she finished work, I was plastered on beer and shots. But, true to her word, she came out and met all the other guys, and we duly trotted off to the bar I had in mind. Once there I kept drinking (stupid) and she talked about the job while she was studying (aren't they all). Early on she told me she had a boyfriend who was picking her up later on, so I simply replied each time "I don't care". I must have said that 5 times or more, as I leaned in closer and closer and got her more and more comfortable with me (and she was already pretty comfortable!) and she resisted with huge smiles and laughs. We were just short of kissing before I simply couldn't focus on her properly anymore, and she said laughingly I was far beyond help for the night (drinking). We both went downstairs - me into a taxi, her into the arms no doubt of her man.
Closest I came. I don't drink anymore.
She was (in my estimation) the best looking girl there. The one on stage (they had multiple stages) everyone was gawking at was the Miss XX 1997 Something Or Other winner and my girl was dancing alone at the other stage, with no-one else watching. Long black hair, deep blue eyes, smaller perky natural tits, a felt black cowboy hat balanced attractively on her pretty head.
After she finished her set, she came down and asked me why I was't watching the hugely surgically enhanced blonde bimbo on the other stage. I told her she was the better looking girl, and I far preferred raven colored hair and 'natural assets'. She asked what I was doing there - I told her I was with a Bucks night, but this really wasn't my scene. I was going to a cool bar later on without the boys - she should come when she finished work for a quiet drink with me. She accepted (I was shocked, and pleased).
By the time she finished work, I was plastered on beer and shots. But, true to her word, she came out and met all the other guys, and we duly trotted off to the bar I had in mind. Once there I kept drinking (stupid) and she talked about the job while she was studying (aren't they all). Early on she told me she had a boyfriend who was picking her up later on, so I simply replied each time "I don't care". I must have said that 5 times or more, as I leaned in closer and closer and got her more and more comfortable with me (and she was already pretty comfortable!) and she resisted with huge smiles and laughs. We were just short of kissing before I simply couldn't focus on her properly anymore, and she said laughingly I was far beyond help for the night (drinking). We both went downstairs - me into a taxi, her into the arms no doubt of her man.
Closest I came. I don't drink anymore.
jafyk
Master Don Juan
Yes, I did this year and it was one of the best sex I ever had. Why do you ask anyway?
Dust 2 Dust
Master Don Juan
I don't go to strip clubs so nope.
3countriesPlan
Master Don Juan
That whole concept of picking up strippers is just some ego fest enabled by TAF.