MatureDJ
Master Don Juan
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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.
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.
Surely you mean a post-photoshop version of him?mrRuckus said:Show me her instead of the post-photoshop version of her.
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.
Well hell, I didn't know that. I just looked at the picture after assuming it was just surrounded by you go girl jibberish.Bokanovsky said:Surely you mean a post-photoshop version of him?
The LBTG community is now deemed to be protected under the political correctness umbrella. Thus, they are considered beyond criticism. If you are critical, you will be treated much like a backward thinking Neanderthal racist bigot. I'm almost surprised my comments are not censored on this forum for not being fully supportive.Maximummax said:the interesting thing i found is the people supporting that "thing" and praising it as some kind of heroism.....
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.
I saw a recent interview where he/she/it said she intended to keep it, at least for now, as long as it doesn't get in the way. At this point, he/she/it saw no reason to get rid of it, but things could change.glass half full said:Does he/she/it still have a wang? This might make for some interesting restroom visits from others...lol