bigjohnson
Master Don Juan
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Apparently I'm 'infracted' so I guess the time I spend there is over? Ah well. Love (Shack) has abandoned me again.
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.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
It's not a big deal, there's no worry per se, but the fact is since some of us were "exposed", our threads were deleted. How can we get any advise across if it just gets deleted?HOMBRE said:Also, what's the big deal about one of your own exposing you. I mean if you're so sure and proud of your message, why worry about them knowing who you are?
Mr.Positive said:.... once our usernames got flagged....
:crackup:Interceptor said:What the Hell happened?
Somebody fill me in . please
Thanks
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.
let me pass you the popcorn brother!Interceptor said:What the Hell happened?
Somebody fill me in . please
Thanks
Well, I won't go back. To be honest, sosuave is the only internet forum I participate in. I try to not spend to much time on the internet, unless researching something. I think, for me, the biggest thing I learned is how proud I am of the camaraderie and teamwork that was involved here. If I can contribute advise, or seek advise, it will be here, on sosuave.bigjohnson said:I messaged the staff, so if there's any objectivity there I'll be back, othrwise it will be either a sockpuppet or they will have to stay a pink-only zone.
Colonel KontrollerX is right.KontrollerX said:"Why did you feel you had anything to prove over there?"
It wasn't about proving anything so much as it was about being a philanthropy mission to save people from the horrible advice that is all over your site.
When to "admonish your adversities?" Whaaa? Okie, dokie.KarmaSutra said:Colonel KontrollerX is right.
Hombre, we appreciate your input (no matter how we disagree) and want you to share your own unique perspective.
What happened in the past is dead. Let it remain dead.
Part of maturity is knowing when to fight the good fight and when to admonish your adversities.
HOMBRE said:Mr. Positive, I have no doubt you'd agree with my advice. I will not reveal my identity though.
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.
Well I think KX might have ruined a few perfectly good panties over there. Funny how the whiff of some testosterone can stir up the ladies. lol.Mr.Positive said:Well, I won't go back.
Actually, not really. The buzz is that they're glad he's gone. Takes a lot more than that to stir the LS ladies up.bigjohnson said:Well I think KX might have ruined a few perfectly good panties over there. Funny how the whiff of some testosterone can stir up the ladies. lol.
Haha, kind of like running into a beehive with out a good bee suit on.bigjohnson said:Well I think KX might have ruined a few perfectly good panties over there. Funny how the whiff of some testosterone can stir up the ladies. lol.
Yep...kinda ironic huh? Kinda like the "buzz" around here about going into battle and "teaching" the pink site about things, right? Gathering the troops and all, don't ya know.reset said:There's a buzz about something they don't care about and didn't bother them? lol.
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.
Agreed.reset said:touche.
Well, whatever. This whole thing is about as serious as you want to make it I suppose.
I think it was equally funny and cool. No one died. That's the main thing. A bloodless battle.
Absolutely. You must be a Real Man to recognize that.frivolousz21 said:this is the most gay thing Ive ever seen.
By using the term "gay", I sincerely hope you meant the definition of cheery, bright, or pleasant.HOMBRE said:Absolutely. You must be a Real Man to recognize that.![]()
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.