booty-naughtyness-spur
Senior Don Juan
hrm... work just fine from here...
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
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.
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.
If I saw her in a bar, I'd try and kick her INTO the bed myselfOriginally posted by ( . )( . )
not too shabby booty, i wouldnt kick you outta bed![]()
Who the hell would dump you? Unless you gave him the heave ho... hmm... your single... *pulls out atlas and checks for michigan* too far... and cold...ugh, shrinkage...Originally posted by booty-naughtyness-spur
well, i am back on the market... so if any of ya'll come to michigan...![]()
lol
Can we all come?Originally posted by booty-naughtyness-spur
well, i am back on the market... so if any of ya'll come to michigan...![]()
lol
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.
Hey, I take offense to that! Although, which one is better: us getting rilled up over your naked pic, or someone like DIESEL posts a pic like that of himself and we start drooling? Atleast you know what guys on here are straight and lay-worthy.Originally posted by booty-naughtyness-spur
none taken jake...
and yeah, it's funny how the afc come crawling out of everyone when there are naked pictures of girls involved. lol
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Originally posted by booty-naughtyness-spur
none taken jake...
and yeah, it's funny how the afc come crawling out of everyone when there are naked pictures of girls involved. lol
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well, i am back on the market... so if any of ya'll come to michigan...
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
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.