"So, What Do You Do for Fun?"

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.

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Field Report: BDJ's Sacrifice

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BeDJ

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When I entered the hotel pool, I immediately knew I was going to fvck her - despite of her ugly ass friend. I pour vodka down their throats and came with a stupidly simple DTF test. I stuck out my legs while she was in front of me and she bounce her butt back. She did so for 5 minutes.

Holy Sh!t the wedding starts in 45 minutes.

I got out of the pool and headed up to my hotel room. The. Key. Card. Did. Not. Work. And there they were, walking down the hallway. I asked them to use their room phone to call the front desk. They were sending somebody up. Hmmmmmm...maybe I should shower quickly there and get in my tux when the guy came up. I hopped out with only a towel in a hotel room with 2 drunk chicks in their bikinis. The good looking one thought it was a good idea to yank my towel. Bare assed BDJ charged his boner full steam ahead and pressed it against her stomach. Awkward ugly ass friend excused herself to the shower.

I was fingering that snatch until we realized no condom. No. Fvcking. Condom. She began to put my penis in her mou-Knock Knock Knock. Ah yes. The fvcking wedding. I wrapped the to around my raging boner and headed to my hotel room. No time to hammer out a quickie as my phone was blowing up with calls from my ride. I came back to her room and told her I'll see her tonight.

I never did. I fvcking hate weddings.
 

"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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BeDJ

Guest
Yes, shameful. Especially when my ride made me wait 15 minutes.
 
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