"Stop Asking Your Friends What to Text Her"

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.

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Back to the subject of "thick" women

"I just moved here from Florida."

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.

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The last girl I nexted was built precisely like this, 29 years old, hot, cute Oklahoma accent. Wild and a bona-fide asks for it 3 holer to boot, but just too crazy for me, plus I'm not into big blondes so much. Was nice to take for a test drive though.

Mine was actually a little thicker (not much) and had even bigger boobs, so she was a borderline chubber but the all-naturals she was packing ... I had to try her.
 

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bigjohnson said:
The last girl I nexted was built precisely like this, 29 years old, hot, cute Oklahoma accent. Wild and a bona-fide asks for it 3 holer to boot, but just too crazy for me, plus I'm not into big blondes so much. Was nice to take for a test drive though.

Mine was actually a little thicker (not much) and had even bigger boobs, so she was a borderline chubber but the all-naturals she was packing ... I had to try her.
You lucky guy.
 

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Ooh, I find her very attractive. If her personality was likewise attractive, I'd pursue her. (And if my will power kept my AFCness in check, perhaps the pursuit would yield delightful fruit).

A girl I'm seeing sounds similar to bigjohnson's, except more on the sane side. In fact, so far her personality seems quite good, so no NEXTING (though routine attempts of careful, emotionally-detached appraisals of things; must be careful not to let hornyness/enjoyment-of-affection cause me to subconsciously rationalize a lesser personality into something wonderful).

Girls, girls.
 

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speakeasy said:
You lucky guy.
Dude she's honestly crazy. Party all night in a bar drinking and playing hold'em, then go home drunk and wants it in every orifice before passing out for the night crazy. Next day, getting rock concert tickets for the weekend before repeating crazy.

Nice slim waist for a fat girl though, and the hooters were huge, symmetrical and just perfectly gigantic. The face was a 7 at best, maybe 8 if she lost 20 pounds, but then things would sag so it's a no-win. Tight wet and wild though.

I really doubt she has aged well in the past 2-3 years since.
 

"You'll Never Feel READY to Walk Over"

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.

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