"The Coffee Shop Girl You Never Spoke To"

You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.

For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.

Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.

The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.

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DonJuanForever NYGGA

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Yo look dawgs, I'm drunk as fvck dawgs. Listen though dawgs, when I'm drunk I tell it like it is dawgs.

GET OFF THIS SITE DAWGS.

Lemme tell you brother.

All you got to do, is chill the fvck out dawgs, it ain't all that serious dawgs.

I'm drunk though dawgs, so leeme say this again dawgs,

GET THE FVCK OFF THIS SITE DAWGS.

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"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.

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Ace of Flames

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lol

And people say drunks aren't funny.

Anyways, I'll leave this site when I feel that I no longer need the help or support of the community here, and even then, I'll probably stick around to help others. Gotta give back, you know?
 

"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.

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