Serg897
Master Don Juan
What are you going to be? I tend to be lazy and I never want to put too much effort into a costume - perhaps this year that will change. Post some ideas!
"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.
Halloween Costume Ideas
- Thread starter Serg897
- Start date
"She Laughed All Night. Then She Ghosted You. Here's Why."
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
Julius_Seizeher
Master Don Juan
The Man With No Name
Korrupt
Banned
Gonna be the sexiest man alive. So I'm not going to dress up at all.
my co-workers are i are tihnking about doin mortal kombat. Sub-zero and scorpion will have costumes but they wanted me to be reptile and dress up in a dinosaur outfit. They also wanted my one friend to be johnny cage and go shirtless and where a box around his waist. then we bring a boombox and bring the mortal kombat them song and dance to it.
other corny ones: put a whole bunch of numbers on your clothes.....you'll be "someone you can count on" dependable.
put a picture of a baby on ur ass=babysitter.
other corny ones: put a whole bunch of numbers on your clothes.....you'll be "someone you can count on" dependable.
put a picture of a baby on ur ass=babysitter.
"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.
PRMoon
Master Don Juan
I'm gonna be Dudley from Street Fighter. When else can I wear a tux with boxing gloves? As a side note, I have some pretty sick Halloween parties lined up for the entire week. If I wk away with less than 10 numbers from quality girls, I'm gonna be pissed.