RichardTheFrog
Banned
In my opinion, it has.It’s been disproven hey?
Any belief in an afterlife is just a wish.
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.
In my opinion, it has.It’s been disproven hey?
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.
Everybody has their opinion. How did you arrive at this hypothesis and what’s the meaning of life then?In my opinion, it has.
Any belief in an afterlife is just a wish.
Literally, to reproduce.what’s the meaning of life
Links to any without a shadow of doubt factual evidence disproving the afterlife?Literally, to reproduce.
As is the purpose of a bacteria's life.
Because I know about science and evolution. Do chimpanzees have an afterlife? What about lizards or fungi? We share most of our DNA with even very distant species.
Science books. Piece it together yourself.Links to any without a shadow of doubt factual evidence disproving the afterlife?
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.
Okay, thanks RichScience books. Piece it together yourself.
Spot on. That's why he's getting clowned.Not disagreeing or agreeing with spiderman's post but I want to make something clear.
People who call themselves alpha are not alpha.
Actual "alphas" don't boast about being alpha because they don't need people to know that they're alpha. Instead, It's obvious from the way they act. Having to tell people that one is alpha results from self esteem issues.
They also don't call other people "beta", because that in itself is beta af.
It's very possible. I don't agree.You have valid points.
Yeah that's pretty much were he's getting clowned. Well, delivery? or trying to insult the audience? I always ask myself when someone is delivering a message (especially online)The delivery is where you lose the audience
Amen.Yea, I called the autistic angle. It's like the kid reads a chapter of The Rational Male and comes back trying to put it in his own uneducated words, with a bravado spin on it. It reads like if autistic rapper Chief Keef would have written TRM.
reasonable opinion.Sometimes it helps them grow as people . They receive the same kharma they dish.
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.
reasonable opinion.
This tells me at least you're in control.