pimpfromdayone
Master Don Juan
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It's obvious they don't fu-ck anyone. To the girls, he is entertainment, nothing more. As long as he is a clown-ass that is all he will be.
She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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.
Originally posted by aftershock
Class clowns are interesting creatures. They're not alpha, nor beta, but somewhere else entirely, if you know what I mean.
Yet if you play it right you WILL get the women.
And for once you didn't post a stupid question! Congratulations!
doesnt' sound like itOriginally posted by PeterCrouch
Just thought i would update
Im still the class clown and still proud of that fact
The gals in my class, have, pinched my bum, playfully hit me, calls me a virgin loudly, has hanged out with me, wants my number plus other stuff
and get this, iam now with a mate the college netball gals team manager! ha the fun were gonna have! all because were loud, funny, and confident and get ourselves involved in situations that other guys in our class wouldnt because there too shy and nobody knows them!
atm everyone knows me and my mate! and we practically rule the college!
ha great stuff!
im in highschool and im very secure about who i am. i dont care what others think and i do what i want. i get attention from who i want it from i dont want attentionOriginally posted by Jay-X
everybody in high shcool is insecure and wants attention
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.
especially the class clownsOriginally posted by Jay-X
everybody in high shcool is insecure and wants attention
exactlyOriginally posted by BackToTheMack
From what i have seen the class clown is usually the guy who hangs around the girls and makes them laugh but never f**ks them (kind of like the friends zone)
Because hes a close friend of mine and he tells me everythign he does with girls including him still being a virgin..........TOOLOriginally posted by RaWBLooD
a guy that hangs around girls.
and do u stalk him?
do you know his whole lift and the number of freckles he has on his ass?
HOW do u know he doesnt **** anyone?
Originally posted by AustinG
im in highschool and im very secure about who i am. i dont care what others think and i do what i want. i get attention from who i want it from i dont want attention
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.