Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
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.
Forget crazy pickup lines
forget fancy approaches
forget massive confidence
forget cool clothes
forget her confusing glances
forget two hour convos.
Turn your life around by asking her.......
WHAT'S YOUR NUMBER?
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Forget colognes
forget the layguide
forget Ross Jeffries
forget negging
forget hair gel
forget fast cars
Turn your life around by asking her....
WHAT'S YOUR NUMBER?
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forget Anti-Dump
forget Big Don
forget Krynnster
forget Austin Powers
forget Zap
forget Cecil
Turn you life around by asking her....
WHAT'S YOUR NUMBER?
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Total happiness is waiting for you but you must say the three little words to her...First, introduce yourself, then a little talking, then....
What's your number? And go home. MISSION ACCOMPLISHED.
AD
Getting a number means nothing.Krueg said:Three Litte Words...
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.
Girls who GIVE OUT their number WITHOUT you asking..mean nothing.skinnyguy said:Getting a number means nothing.