englishman
Master Don Juan
check out the link..
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Penis_size
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Penis_size
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.
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.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
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.
lol, yep good point, I didnt think of that..Originally posted by Adone
I can't see why this is in the Don Juan Discussion, rather than Anything Else![]()
hahahahahahah oh my god that's so funny:crackup:Originally posted by Wiesman44
Put 5 spaghetti noodles together, and thats the thickness of my weiner..........chix say its cute !
Originally posted by hck332
My female friend once had a bf with huge tool. She's one of those girls with tight vaginas (don't ask me how I know it). He was very gentle for the first two times, but third time he ****ed her in normal fashion (=not too hard, but normal), and he hurt her so much that she couldn't get out of bed for the next 3 days!
They broke up after that.
true story.
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
Originally posted by Mr. Unique
Please someone tell me that link doesnt go to his penis!!
Now that were in the subject, Seriouse question, are people supposed to measure their penis when erect or normal to find out true size?
It goes to Wikipedia. It's safe.Originally posted by Mr. Unique
Please someone tell me that link doesnt go to his penis!!![]()
I don't know.Now that were in the subject, Seriouse question, are people supposed to measure their penis when erect or normal to find out true size?
Originally posted by Mr. Unique
you didnt get my question, I know what size I am when erect, I wanna know when do people measure when erect or not?
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.