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How would you mix Grey Goose vodka? Or would you just drink it straight on ice?
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
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.
I'm not one for creamy fu-fu drinks, but I got to try the Van Gogh flavored vodkas at the last martinifest (special thanks to Mr. Rollo T.) and the espresso and the chocolate vodkas are fukking AMAZING.KarmaSutra said:You put the Grey Goose aside and go get some Van Gogh Double Espresso vodka.
Believe me, you won't regret it.
Put a good splash in a cafe au' lait, light up a Gurkha and let the world pass you by.
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.
I need to wait awhile to rep you for this.Bible_Belt said:How would you mix Grey Goose vodka?
With a slvtty woman. Then I would let her drink most of it.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
That explains why their sales have gone in the toilet. One thing about the economy is that we will still buy booze to wile away the hours when the electricity is shut off for non payment!Rollo Tomassi said:Heheh,..people still buy Grey Goose? The Spirit Journal downgraded GG to a 3 star vodka from a 5 star when Bacardi bought out the brand and they went to cheaper distillation. That was about 2 years ago.
Cheap vodka does NOT taste the same with a mixer, and it gives you a hangover if you drink too much.Levex said:If you intend on mixing it,then find the cheapest vodka and get that instead. All vodka tastes the same in a mixed drink. People who claim it tastes better are making themselves believe that in justifying the purchase.
Only reason to spend $40 on a bottle of goose is to take shots, otherwise you're wasting money.
Gimme a big bottle of Disaronno for the same price any day.
That's what's up.STR8UP said:and Luksosowa potato vodka when I want a little flavor
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.
Who cares if someone enjoys Grey Goose that's their cup of tea right? Just tell the guy how to drink his down graded crap, lol.Reading further down the posts, I didn't know drinking was that deep. Now I feel like an uneducated social drinker. Perhaps one day if I'm fortunate to be in Florida again and run into you(Rollo), you can enlighten me. Normally, I drink my alcohol with ice and some women gave me hell for it, as though I was desecrating something sacred; but I could care less... mixing drinks with juice or pop and ice is my style (hopefully I don't accidentally commit suicide oneday with these experiments). I once went out with a lady I was seeing with her kids and she orderd some red wine that wasn't cold. What happened next still ranks high in my most embarrassing moments. I took a sip and had an involuntary reaction I just sprayed her 12 yr old daughter sitting across from me. I still don't know what caused the reaction (I'm thinking it was because the drink wasn't chilled) I'm glad the poor kid found humor in it. Moments later she spilled her drink too (and no it wasn't alcoholic). To the OP my advice is alway drink on the rocks. Bad advice maybe, I once strayed and well you know what happened.Rollo Tomassi said:Heheh,..people still buy Grey Goose? The Spirit Journal downgraded GG to a 3 star vodka from a 5 star when Bacardi bought out the brand and they went to cheaper distillation. That was about 2 years ago.
Was I being obvious? I seriously thought he was going to blow his load when I talked about you.Rollo Tomassi said:Now you're just buttering me up. Heh,..
Leave it to Moon to perfectly clarify our discussion. I used to take cheap bottles of vodka and gin (the cheapest sh!t I could find) and run them through a Brita filter a few times. You'd be very surprised how smooth the end result is. No lagging iron taste in the background and it never gave me a hangover.PRMoon said:Why drink Grey Goose when a good bottle of Imperia cost about the same?...Infact I could think of about dozen or so vodkas that are better for the price those hacks charge.
I like vodka and grapefruit...salt the rim for a salty dog, which is also on the money.
Otherwise vodka is to be chilled and shot.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.