kingxxxman
Don Juan
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What do you say to a girl when you're grinding or whatever, like if you know them already. Do you talk to them? or?
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.
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.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
Not only are your post getting lamer by the minute, but the your KJness is reeking, you use to be a funny keyboard jockey, now your just a keyboard jockeyBigJimbo said:Oh well, I was dancing at this cool club in LA. Some smoking hot 35 year old starts to grind against me just as the music started to get on fire. I was afraid I was going to lose here so I slowly led her to the corner of the club away from the rest of the crowd. Simply grabbed her hips and bent her over onto a chair. Banged the hell out of her. Didn't last but a minute. Hottest night of the week for me.
"but the your KJness is reeking"??? What does that mean? I guess you are a product of the American educational system. Go back and read your post. Sad.Solomon said:Not only are your post getting lamer by the minute, but the your KJness is reeking, you use to be a funny keyboard jockey, now your just a keyboard jockey
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@OP, it depends, if you brush your lips agaisnt her ears it can turn them on, but usually its to loud for all that, so i just grind and go for the make out
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.