Big Eee Zee
Master Don Juan
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fvck, I wanted to say that.
bjerte, you are my hero.
fvck, I wanted to say that.
bjerte, you are my hero.
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.
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.
It is now empty, Bjerte. Send it again.Originally posted by Bjerte
It is over. She is a troll and I not to let her lie any more!
drmetalica I like very much american women. I try to send you message but it say your mailbox is full!
Thank to all you to show me my old girl is a pig and a lying troll! Bjerte is too cool!
Sorry for my bad english also. I try to use spell check and dictionary to spell.![]()
How very wrong you are.Originally posted by Lost In Translation
riddle me this...
(snip)
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
It is Kjell. I not to kick. I grab!!Originally posted by diplomatic_lies
Hey bjerte, how is that guy whose balls you kicked? Is his ball pain gone yet?
Well there we go, any friend of DrBeard must be a fcuking troll.Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
For those of you getting all up in Lost's sh*t... http://www.sosuave.net/forum/showthread.php?s=&postid=734870#post734870
http://www.angeltowns2.net//fearmoths/trolling3.htm
Please note the word "TROLLING" in the URL.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
here are two definitions of a 'troll' I have found.Originally posted by DreamyChick
Why do you call people who take up bandwidth on the forum trolls? They should be called board hogs.![]()
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.