TK
Don Juan
I'd really like to know what workouts I can do to get bigger hands and fingers.
Thanks
TK
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TK
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.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
Besides this????Originally posted by Sociopath31:
There is one excersize. Stand up, facing your bed, and put your hands on the edge. Now, keeping contact with the bed, drop down to your knees. Now clasp your hands together infront of you with fingers strait.
Now close your eyes and say, "God, please make my hands bigger."
Originally posted by TK:
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Guys, I'd really like a answer to my question and no I don't wanna get obese just to have more fat in my hands.Originally posted by Selfesteemboy:
get very obese so you have more fat on your hands
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.
lmao that was hilariousOriginally posted by Sociopath31:
There is one excersize. Stand up, facing your bed, and put your hands on the edge. Now, keeping contact with the bed, drop down to your knees. Now clasp your hands together infront of you with fingers strait.
Now close your eyes and say, "God, please make my hands bigger."
Heh, dammit Socio, just because you're a mod does NOT give you the right to make me spill my drink when reading the board...Originally posted by Sociopath31:
There is one excersize. Stand up, facing your bed, and put your hands on the edge. Now, keeping contact with the bed, drop down to your knees. Now clasp your hands together infront of you with fingers strait.
Now close your eyes and say, "God, please make my hands bigger."
AMEN!Originally posted by Sociopath31:
There is one excersize. Stand up, facing your bed, and put your hands on the edge. Now, keeping contact with the bed, drop down to your knees. Now clasp your hands together infront of you with fingers strait.
Now close your eyes and say, "God, please make my hands bigger."
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.