Tomatoes
Master Don Juan
Shezz said:
An ambulance......speak like that in Nottingham.....I garentee a body bag.
"Stop Asking Your Friends What to Text Her"
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
Funeral Pick up! HB9!
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An ambulance......speak like that in Nottingham.....I garentee a body bag.
"Nervous Around Beautiful Women? There's a Rule for That"
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
DrBeard
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SUCK MY FAT ONE YO!
If I leave anyplace in an ambulance its gonna be full of sexy nurses and I'm gonna be driving! Then bumming em all later! U can come with me or u can stay at home an shag yo hand!
Isiman aint u seen all the OTHER hot chicks on my friends list who I hav gamed? They r fit and if u dont agree u must be gay!!
If I leave anyplace in an ambulance its gonna be full of sexy nurses and I'm gonna be driving! Then bumming em all later! U can come with me or u can stay at home an shag yo hand!
Isiman aint u seen all the OTHER hot chicks on my friends list who I hav gamed? They r fit and if u dont agree u must be gay!!
spider_007
Master Don Juan
yo, Dr B. U DA MAN!!!!!!
No biaaatttch is of limits you dude.
You'r our hero:cheer:
No biaaatttch is of limits you dude.
You'r our hero:cheer:
So that's 2 body bags and one ambulance, the odds are definitely against you.DrBeard said:
As far as the girls on MySpace...sure I'll agree your Top 8 and only your Top 8 looked good, but they weren't real, haven't talked to you, and almost all of them were from the U.S. Western U.S. I might add. Plus I could find no proof you've gamed any of them. Most of those were basically fan pages for models. One girl has 215,000 friends. That's equivalent to a decent-sized city!
Just for your own benefit, if you can show me ANY proof that any of those girls did anything with you, I'll believe it. As long as it's not something corny like a picture with your head photoshopped on some musclebound guy next to her. If the girl looks that good, then of course you'll have some sort of proof for all those haters out there, right?
The more and more I see his stories, the less and less I want to believe people like Skip2mylou, although his stories are more believable. Then again, it really doesn't take much. The funeral story just can't be beat.
“The 22 Psychological Triggers That Make Women Chase You… Starting Tonight”
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
Don't listen to the haytas Doc, you da man. I loved it when you destroyed that ****-blocking old hag.
Also, what about hospitals? Full of recently-bereaved skirt wondering who's going to bone them now. Neg them a few times about what a loser AFC their dead bf was, get some kino by wiping away their bitter tears, then unzip your pants and let the DJ charm do its magic!
Also, what about hospitals? Full of recently-bereaved skirt wondering who's going to bone them now. Neg them a few times about what a loser AFC their dead bf was, get some kino by wiping away their bitter tears, then unzip your pants and let the DJ charm do its magic!
Tomatoes
Master Don Juan
So yo me hommies!
I iz out in da hood last night yer and i swear on god himself i had 2000 HB10 biatches come right over to me wanting sex yer. I bummed all of dem 50 times each yer cus i iz proper hard!!!!!
Dr Beard reminds me of someone.........Tim Westwood. Thinks hes the sh!t but everyone thinks hes a **** and just takes the piss.
The other thing they may have in common is westwood has been shot before.
Any chance you been shot before beardy boy? If not......WHY NOT?
Sarge On!
I iz out in da hood last night yer and i swear on god himself i had 2000 HB10 biatches come right over to me wanting sex yer. I bummed all of dem 50 times each yer cus i iz proper hard!!!!!
Dr Beard reminds me of someone.........Tim Westwood. Thinks hes the sh!t but everyone thinks hes a **** and just takes the piss.
The other thing they may have in common is westwood has been shot before.
Any chance you been shot before beardy boy? If not......WHY NOT?
Sarge On!
speed dawg
Master Don Juan
Beard, you are IT!!!! You are what we all aspire to be!!! that is until you start giving out neg rep points for no fukking reason, you dumb son of a
b1tch. And to think I used to take up for this fool.
Be gone you greasy vaginal secretion.
b1tch. And to think I used to take up for this fool.
Be gone you greasy vaginal secretion.
"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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IsiMan84 said:
his story is a joke....he's a joke......talkin smack on sosuave is his life calling so dont worry bout him.
BUT, its funny to me that me talking about success with girls is automatically not believable cuz what, u expect all guys to b a loser like u whos bad with chicks?? think b4 u mention me next time
Bonhomme
Master Don Juan
:crackup:
The Bad Ass Canadian
Master Don Juan
I'm getting as much of a laugh out of the guys who think he's serious....
Tomatoes
Master Don Juan
skip2mylou781 said:
Its the way you say things skip......Look at beards post for eg. It may be true. i bet my house on it that its not.....but it maybe.....but hes put it across in such a way hes bragging for compliments.....Its not what you right.....its how you right it. Its also sounding like you know what your talking about. I think thats why you get scrutny. I cant write FR for sh!t. They always sound abit strange......but I know what goes off and thats enough of a confidence boost for me. I dont need 3rd party social proof.
Sarge On!
"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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i wont even say anything bout this story except for - y did u even waste ur time writing it?
skip2mylou and Isiman are ponces and obviously don't have the bollocks to do what da man DrBeard does... DrBeard is in da house!!!!!!!!!
These 2 were probably gaming each other while DrBeard was being the Alpha Male and getting a *******. PONCES!
These 2 were probably gaming each other while DrBeard was being the Alpha Male and getting a *******. PONCES!
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that was bloody hilarious!!
SO much for the MTV wigger version... what really happened was...
Your granny FORCED you to wear some proper funeral cloth. You didn't have a decent suit, so she pulled one of grand dads old suits from underneath the mothballs...
You hated having to wear it, but didn't wanna risk your birthday money, which is always pretty good from granny and buys you at least a few bags of grass. So instead you rebelled against the oppression by putting on a politically incorrect t-shirt that had a picture of an old hag on the front and "your mother sucks c0cks in hell" on the back.
Then you got into the church and spotted some hotty, so you went over there hoping you could sit next to her. You asked the old hag to move, but she spit some venom your way and nagged something at you about respect for senior citizens. Instead of going into the offense, you made a promise to yourself to check the obituaries for her name and go piss on her grave after they bury her.
So with the old hag not wanting to move and now having her hand in her purse where pepper-spray or bottled sulfuric acid could be hiding, you just poof your ass down in between the old hag and the hotty and give both of them that charming smile you got on myspace.
Now you are leaning in to the hotty and winking at her. A hymn comes up and she gets up and sings along as the perfect opportunity to remove you from her personal space. You pinch her ass, she turns around and slaps you on the face, right after the old hag swings her 1000ml cologne bottle laden purse dead in your smacker. In a moment of confusion the dead women's grand son stands in front of you and lifts your scrawny 100lbs ass 10" off the ground and gently places you at the door with the hotty watching the whole thing from afar...
Not wanting to lose face you ponder your option for a moment. Your first thought is to bash him with AMOG one-liners, but becoming momentarily overwhelmed with intimidation of his physical size, compared to yours, you panic and go into a full blown attack. You screech like a school girl and start hammering the flat of your fist into his chest while screaming "STAY DOWN BROH STAY DOWN I AINT PLAYIN!!" with a high pinched voice... The guy keeps cool and just says "look fella, i can't let ya back in there, you have...stop that!... you have to go now ok?!", and then grabs your wrists and pulls up your arms to disarm you and then throws you to the ground.
You stand there *****ing for a moment about "how he messed with da pimp and da homies are gonna come for him"... then the guy stomps on the ground and you run away screaming and come here to vent.
SO much for the MTV wigger version... what really happened was...
Your granny FORCED you to wear some proper funeral cloth. You didn't have a decent suit, so she pulled one of grand dads old suits from underneath the mothballs...
You hated having to wear it, but didn't wanna risk your birthday money, which is always pretty good from granny and buys you at least a few bags of grass. So instead you rebelled against the oppression by putting on a politically incorrect t-shirt that had a picture of an old hag on the front and "your mother sucks c0cks in hell" on the back.
Then you got into the church and spotted some hotty, so you went over there hoping you could sit next to her. You asked the old hag to move, but she spit some venom your way and nagged something at you about respect for senior citizens. Instead of going into the offense, you made a promise to yourself to check the obituaries for her name and go piss on her grave after they bury her.
So with the old hag not wanting to move and now having her hand in her purse where pepper-spray or bottled sulfuric acid could be hiding, you just poof your ass down in between the old hag and the hotty and give both of them that charming smile you got on myspace.
Now you are leaning in to the hotty and winking at her. A hymn comes up and she gets up and sings along as the perfect opportunity to remove you from her personal space. You pinch her ass, she turns around and slaps you on the face, right after the old hag swings her 1000ml cologne bottle laden purse dead in your smacker. In a moment of confusion the dead women's grand son stands in front of you and lifts your scrawny 100lbs ass 10" off the ground and gently places you at the door with the hotty watching the whole thing from afar...
Not wanting to lose face you ponder your option for a moment. Your first thought is to bash him with AMOG one-liners, but becoming momentarily overwhelmed with intimidation of his physical size, compared to yours, you panic and go into a full blown attack. You screech like a school girl and start hammering the flat of your fist into his chest while screaming "STAY DOWN BROH STAY DOWN I AINT PLAYIN!!" with a high pinched voice... The guy keeps cool and just says "look fella, i can't let ya back in there, you have...stop that!... you have to go now ok?!", and then grabs your wrists and pulls up your arms to disarm you and then throws you to the ground.
You stand there *****ing for a moment about "how he messed with da pimp and da homies are gonna come for him"... then the guy stomps on the ground and you run away screaming and come here to vent.
DrBeard
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Ok knobwashers here is some proof I got some fans!
http://myspace-711.vo.llnwd.net/00908/11/71/908851711_l.jpg
She dont look so hot in that pic but she is in my myspace friends and she is a model!
http://myspace-711.vo.llnwd.net/00908/11/71/908851711_l.jpg
She dont look so hot in that pic but she is in my myspace friends and she is a model!
"Nervous Around Beautiful Women? There's a Rule for That"
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
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