"I just moved here from Florida."

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.

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FR: Already stalking me? :)

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Figured I'd post this because it seems to be a significant step in my post-marriage success.

I've got a lesbian friend who volunteered to be the designated driver on Saturday night. So we go to our hangout and I'm happily having a couple of drinks. Whenever I'm in a fantastic mood, my enthusiasm for EVERYTHING skyrockets, and my personality really shines.

Good looking women were pretty much absent for most of the night. Well, except for this one girl who's a karaoke hostess. She's a HB8 and I hadn't seen her in a while. I suspect that she has a little crush on me. Anyway, she was out on a date with an ex that she's decided to have a second shot with. I told her that I'm now single, and she said "I have NEVER seen you so happy!" She flirted, hugged, and touched me throughout the evening. If anything, I've planted the seeds for a future rendezvous with her.

The only other prospect was this HB6.5 at a table with what looked to be her friends. Nothing horribly spectacular about this girl - average face, average body, but she's not ugly. I figured since I need the practice anyway, I should go sarge her. So I approached and started chatting with her friends, virtually ignoring her. Her friends were more than welcome to let me into their lives. After I became friendly, I returned to my table.

During my follow-up visits to their table, I started mildly flirting with her. I initiated Kino by patting her on the shoulder as I was leaving.

Throughout the night, more women started showing up. By this time, I had AMOGed the entire place and had friends left, right, and center. There were now a bunch of women aged 18-20 who were there to party. They were naturally drawn to me, but I don't like to date young party girls, so they just became social proof.

HB6.5 appeared to be on a first date with some guy who showed up a bit later. If you've ever watched a woman on a first date at a bar, you'll know what I'm talking about. He's virtually ignored because of her friends, he follows her around like a puppy dog, and is busy trying to bore her by talking her ear off.

Around midnight, HB6.5 and her friends left the place. I figured 'oh well' and continued having my fun until my driver took me home.

The next day, I get up and check my mail on POF. I was surprised to see a message from HB6.5! She asked if I remembered her, and I responded "No, I don't remember meeting you at (bar), nor do I remember the tattoo on your shoulder." She asked if I had found her other tattoos and I said "That would require me to search your body". She responded saying she wouldn't mind me searching her body :D

So anyway, I scored a date with her for this evening. She's 10 years younger than me and has her own car (thank god).

Definitely one of the more interesting ways I've scored a date.
 

"She Liked You in March. It's October Now."

Attraction runs on a clock.

She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.

The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."

One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.

Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.

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its good start!!
 

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So I went on the date.

Pros: She has a nice smile, great eyes, and she seems pretty nice

Cons: My stupid drunk ass didn't notice that she was FAT. I also thought that thing on her face was a piercing. It's not. It's an ugly mole. I hate big ugly moles on women's faces.

NEXT.
 
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