pimpfromdayone
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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'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.
Class Clown?
- Thread starter PeterCrouch
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"You Can't Argue a Woman Into Liking You"
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.
PeterCrouch
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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 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!
B-Lemond
Master Don Juan
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!
HAHAHAHAHAHA
B-Lemond
Master Don Juan
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
"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.
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)
BackToTheMack
Senior Don Juan
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?
Valdez
Don Juan
I was probably the biggest classclown ever. Some girls were friends with me, but thought I wasn't serious enough to get in a relationship with, while other girls practically threw theirselves at me. Its never a bad thing though...cause when those same girls see your serious side...they are going to jump your bones.
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
probably that's why you are on a seduction forum
"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.