"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.
Black-Italain AKA Ninja, Called out by ME
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"Nervous Around Beautiful Women? There's a Rule for That"
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.
no sloopy, your giveing resonable doubt to my claims stateing that they could be real or they may not.. you are trying to sway the proof and point it away from what's real.
in turn you are trying to label me as a person who is blindly throwing out accusations. which means you don't belive me which means your calling me a liar.. my credibility in this matter will never go down the drain.. because its so ungodly apparent that B-I used those pics! jesus man
Valdez
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B-Lemond
Master Don Juan
Hey, let the quote speak for itself.Originally posted by christz
i got it all wrong..
"She Made Her Decision Before You Finished Your Sentence"
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.
frivolousz21
Master Don Juan
or the one against Bonds and steriods...
no matter how much proof you show...they wont believe.
I could kill 10 people right now and if its not on camera then i didnt do it!
then they would say it was digitally enhanced or soemthing
Hahahaha. I love the connections you made. Are you a girl, by any chance? Because your logic is completely flawed.
How do you get "me calling you a liar" from "think before you speak?"
And you're right, he DID use those pics. He is PROBABLY a big fraud. And what am I saying? I'm saying YOU are a big A**HOLE for handling the situation the way you did.
So I am not calling you a liar. But I AM calling you an immature jerkoff with no regard for problem-solving etiquette.
~Sloopy
frivolousz21
Master Don Juan
that guy is ussually here all day
"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.
It's like in everyday society though: big mouthed and arrogant people are usually full of sh1t. It's usually a front to hide their incompetence and they always end up hanging themselves.
B-Lemond
Master Don Juan
http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a394/GTASAglitch/IMG_1316.jpg
Check this out. If you save it and get a zoom you can see that this is NOT the same guy as in the other pics. I'm not pointing any fingers, I'm just supplying the/a facts.
spider_007
Master Don Juan
I love it when you say that
"She's Out of Your League"
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.
what mess this has caused, settle down yall!
Toya is supposed to be at this forum now i hear, k00l
It wud be great to see what she says and what black italian has gotta say about this.
TOYA: i want you as my future ex-wife! PM me your email address
Blue Phoenix
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Do not brag guys, you just seem to be incecure and seeking approval by doing it.
Anyway, don't give much credit to people on the net and you will be fine.
Life goes on.
spider_007
Master Don Juan
mmmm no you can't.
frivolousz21
Master Don Juan
so many AFC's would be like OH MY GOD BI! ur so cool, ur so right. I dont believe in love either!
while others of us knew he was a liar on a lot of levels!
B-Lemond
Master Don Juan
The fricken guy is WHITE. Black_Italian is tan/dark. Plus the hair is different.
"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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