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.
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.
They're just acting friendly....night56 said:Ya but how come they are always so nice?![]()
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.
ooooo, I know why --- because they are sooooo fat thAt they ran out of "Their- space"night56 said:How come fat chicks keep adding me in Myspace?(
PlasticSurgeon said:Do you have pictures of cheeseburgers where your profile pic should be? Is your myspace name "Big Mack?" There are all sorts of reasons, but I'm sure it has to do with fat chick winter hibernation.
The Realest Thing said:why do stupid 1 line threads like this get the most responses?? get a life instead of asking something retarded like "why are fat chicks nice to me"........anyone who gives this thread a serious response is a complete and total loser - what the hell is this?? sosuave or sofruity?
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.
:crackup: :crackup: :crackup:Last Man Standing said:ooooo, I know why --- because they are sooooo fat thAt they ran out of "Their- space"![]()
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.
haha, that cracked me up about "Is your myspace name "Big Mack?"PlasticSurgeon said:Do you have pictures of cheeseburgers where your profile pic should be? Is your myspace name "Big Mack?" There are all sorts of reasons, but I'm sure it has to do with fat chick winter hibernation.
My above quote should read "because they are sooooo fat thAt they ran out of room on "Their- space"Last Man Standing said:ooooo, I know why --- because they are sooooo fat thAt they ran out of "Their- space"![]()
yes. Chocolateryannath said:But, obviously, they want what any girl wants. You know what it is.
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.