Ok i'm writing this drunk, so hopefully there aren't too many typos. ANyways so I was at the club, very cheap drinks so I had a few. I am new to the clubbing scene. So this pretty hot girl comes up to me and says "are you from such and such school?" I say "no..." and carry on a conversation realizing it's an opportunity. So anyways, I end up talking to her and her friends...and I realize it's hard keeping up a conversation with so many girls. Had to single them out. The good thing tho is that they are all pretty hot so I'm not too picky. So anyways I talk to them for alittle bit and then move on. I see them again and my friend starts to talk to the one girl that talked to me to begin with, but the entire time she is pretty much looking at me...even though I wasn't even talking. Pretty good right? So they're in their group talking, these guys are trying to hit on them but unsucessful. So anyways, my friend is pushing me to go up to them and ask them to dance. After debating whether to do it or not, I finally get the balls to walk with my friend and then walk up and ask who wants to dance. So I go up there...the original girl who talked to me leans her ear in like she wants to hear what I say...and the words just couldn't come out of my mouth. I was sitting there for like 3-4 seconds before I finally got out "you wanna dance?" and then she's like "Ohhh! you hesitated." then she did some wierd pinky swear thing and said she'd be back for me later on. Of course she never did. Man did I blow it by hesitating? The words seriously wouldn't come out of my mouth I feel like an idiot. She was pretty cute too and kept looking at me. Ah well...next time I guess.
"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.
FR: Chocked at the club - words wouldn't come out of my mouth
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"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.
spider_007
Master Don Juan
same thing happend to me last yesturday, but then again I have toncilidus (sore throuth)
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There’s vomit on his sweater already, mom’s spaghetti
He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To approach, but he keeps on forgettin
What he read here, every girl smells his fear
He opens his mouth, but the words won’t come out
He’s chokin, how everybody’s jokin now
The clock’s run out, time’s up over, Pal!
Snap back to reality, oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes 69, he choked
He’s so mad, but he won’t give up that
Is he? no
He won’t have it , he knows his whole back city’s ropes
It don’t matter, he’s dope
He knows that, but he choked
He’s so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that’s when it’s
Back to the net again yo
This whole PUA sh*t
He better go capture this moment and hope it don’t pass him
weird al yankovich here i come
There’s vomit on his sweater already, mom’s spaghetti
He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To approach, but he keeps on forgettin
What he read here, every girl smells his fear
He opens his mouth, but the words won’t come out
He’s chokin, how everybody’s jokin now
The clock’s run out, time’s up over, Pal!
Snap back to reality, oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes 69, he choked
He’s so mad, but he won’t give up that
Is he? no
He won’t have it , he knows his whole back city’s ropes
It don’t matter, he’s dope
He knows that, but he choked
He’s so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that’s when it’s
Back to the net again yo
This whole PUA sh*t
He better go capture this moment and hope it don’t pass him
weird al yankovich here i come
Big Eee Zee
Master Don Juan
fvcking brilliant!
"How I Made Sure No Woman Ever Friend-Zoned Me Again"
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
Good one!:crackup:Originally posted by quest
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There’s vomit on his sweater already, mom’s spaghetti
He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To approach, but he keeps on forgettin
What he read here, every girl smells his fear
He opens his mouth, but the words won’t come out
He’s chokin, how everybody’s jokin now
The clock’s run out, time’s up over, Pal!
Snap back to reality, oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes 69, he choked
He’s so mad, but he won’t give up that
Is he? no
He won’t have it , he knows his whole back city’s ropes
It don’t matter, he’s dope
He knows that, but he choked
He’s so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that’s when it’s
Back to the net again yo
This whole PUA sh*t
He better go capture this moment and hope it don’t pass him
weird al yankovich here i come