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.
"You Can't Argue a Woman Into Liking You"
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.
FR: Chocked at the club - words wouldn't come out of my mouth
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“The 22 Rules That Flip the Script With Women… And How You Can Use Them Tonight”
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
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!
"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.
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