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Bud_Fox
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Well, can you?
Just wondering?
Thanks
Just wondering?
Thanks
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.
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.
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.
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.
lmfao post of the yearBible_Belt said:cootie cooties girls have cooties!!!!
Talked to a doctor because my best bud has oral herpes and I wanted to make sure I didn't get it, if I could still smoke pot with him etc(though I didnt ask like that).. Direct contact is the only way to get it, much more rarely by drinking after the person, but there needs to be mucuous membrane on membrane to transfer the virus. Highly doubtful that you can get an std from a handjob although I heard something about guys getting the virus/bacteria for different stds under their fingernails from fingering puss y. Don't know if thats true though.spax said:Yes..
If she has a coldsore and touches her mouth and then your ****, u get herpes on your ****.
Also if she has warts on her hands, u can get get them on your ****.
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.
Bible_Belt said:Honestly dude, if you can see a sore on his mouth, I would still not share the same joint/pipe/bong or whatever. This is coming from the 'girls have cooties' guy. I have shared plenty of smoking pieces w/o catching anything, but look for those cold sores and stay away when you see them.
just so suave said:Watch How High, they dont share their spliff with some guy cus he has a cold sore haha