She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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.
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.
Yeah, a deer can do some damage to people on any motorized bikes because you're right out in the open.Originally posted by Centaurion
Where I live, a kid died after hitting a deer with his scooter.
What a lousy way to go.
Damn it, I STILL made it to visit with my fiance' at the prison.
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.
People don't go out and hit deer on purpose...and honestly, it's not about how smart or dumb a person is. It's dumb luck. They can be in the bushes and you don't even see them and they'll jump right in front of you without any warning at all.Originally posted by diplomatic_lies
Deer don't kill people, stupid people get killed when they ram their car into a deer and hit a tree.
On a slightly related note, I don't like people who hunt deer for the sake of hunting (as opposed to hunting for food or to defend themselves). Kind of wimpy when some guy wearing night vision goggles and a machinegun sprays 10,000 bullets into the forest against unarmed deer. At least hunt them with your bare hands.
I hit one a few nights ago. Luckily I was coming out of a speed zone so I only had to slow down from 50. I probably hit it at about 25. I was dark so I couldn't find the doe, but it probably ran off. It left a basketball-sized dent on my hood so I think I can have it hammered out cheaply, but it's still not an expense I want as I'm unemployed.Originally posted by Dillinger
On my way to and from work i see a lot of deer crossing signs. I have seen deer maybe three different times. I am scared to death of deer, i didn't know if anybody else had the same issue or any tips.
Originally posted by Dillinger
On my way to and from work i see a lot of deer crossing signs. I have seen deer maybe three different times. I am scared to death of deer, i didn't know if anybody else had the same issue or any tips.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
I still have a fondness for the old .300 Savage I won at a turkey shoot when I was 12.Originally posted by Sicarius
Wildfire, of all guns, regardless of purpose, whats your favorite
No I'm not. I'm almost old enough to be your Momma...am a single mother, divorce, was married to an abuser and refuse to tolerate disrespect or BS.Originally posted by Sicarius
Aw, Wildfire, you're -so- my kind of woman!
I have two daughters. One is low maintenance, down to earth, kind, talented artist, doesn't like guns but loves camping and stuff. She gets HEINOUS PMS, though. She's a good girl through and through and if any man ever hurts her I'll have his legs broken.Originally posted by Sicarius
In that case, your daughter, if any, if she's smart enough to give me the image that I want in women, is -so- my kinda woman.
One of the few images, at least.
Hah; we are such suckers for our own dreams.