Trainwreck
Master Don Juan
- Joined
- Sep 13, 2016
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Quit painting the deplorables of my generation as every milenial! Your generation literally had hippy ***** and the ugly ass 70s-90s.
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.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
Assuming all 21 year old dudes are broke.Hot women who are 21 are dating "successful" men who are 21?? You mean weed dealers? Women climb the "ladder" with guys their age?? You can't be serious. This is more absolute, utter, Feminist BS.
This sounds like it's being written by a woman who is about 32 (women who are about 30 indeed want a man their age. Or perhaps it's being written by a 21 year old man who lives with his mom but got that landscaping job. Women who are 20 absolutely do not want men who are 20. 25 maybe).
Working Example: In November I made out with eight girls whose ages were:
20,19,48,21,25,22,23,21 (Average age 25. I'm 46).
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
No one cares about what strippers think and I voted for Trump you ****ing moron, why make it so personal?Rich frat boys get money from who? Older men? You think hot girls prefer rich frat boys their own age to real men who are self made? You've never even had a single table dance from a stripper then. They make fun of those guys almost all day. Those guys are spoiled, rude and immature cry babies who never earned a dollar in their lives. Of course, older women like Olly sit at home in their 40's and masturbate thinking about them.
Younger men are only better if they are (wait for it) PHYSICALLY STRONGER than older guys AND have resources (somehow). Oh, that. Yeah, better work on that.
Don't Listen to Olly. She is EyeBRollin and Jaylan, here to push her Feminist crap now that her b!tch lost the election. Her way of life is going away in lieu of political incorrectness, border control and nationalism. No new pairs of sneakers and iPhone 7's for her 3 kids this Christmas.
That is, until me.I've never seen a rich older guy (past 30) pull hot sorority sisters who were still in college, bet no one in here really has.

Hot airheads maybe. Figures you believe in that Liberal BS about Climate Change, seeing that you are a feminist.Climate change scientists need to be studying the carbon footprint of all that hot air that comes out of bigneil.
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.
If you're saying you could take her away from me in person I'm calling BS. I would sooner tear your head off. There is also this thing she has for me called attraction. Oh, that. Imagine. Her being attracted AND my having money. And once again, half the women I date are not strippers, so you guys need to come up with another reason why I'm dating circles around you all. Face it, you never dated a girl this hot.Here is a little frame push from me.
I know that you have a different game. You go for strippers, or whatever. Your cash is your value.
That is fair enough. I accept that.
But I promise you that there is much more to this game than that.
If you don't think that I can take your woman on the street (despite how much money you make), then you are vulnerable to it.
Don't be an idiot. I would post pics too, if I didn't have other bad experiences online.
My advice to you would be to stop with the validation. To us, or to women.
The last guy who tried to intimidate me in person was, I'd guess about 300 pounds and pushing 7' tall, about six-ten or so. I scared the hell out of that old man. I thought he was going to pee himself.You'd care if he was 6'5" 240
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.