Ken785
Master Don Juan
i do remember...we were playing "backslap" me and BRO got backslapped, i turned around and backslapped her.
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 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.
You said you don't remember why you did it though.Ken785 said:i do remember...we were playing "backslap" me and BRO got backslapped, i turned around and backslapped her.
Ken785 said:i do remember...we were playing "backslap" me and BRO got backslapped, i turned around and backslapped her.
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.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
Hey that means you can punch back the douche that punched you over the hoe!Ken785 said:thanks bro...i wanna to make a change. i know i can grow to be a real DJ people will love and respect...not like those fake "DJs" i called my friends..
what are you saying? i didnt get that...a DJ would have punched him back?...even if he felt he was wrong?...this guy does "care" about his girl but is willing to cheat on her if she turns her back...hes an 219 pound fat slob that takes what he can get.PeterNorthisawesome said:Hey that means you can punch back the douche that punched you over the hoe!I bet you'll feel better and they'll learn to not mess with you.
Well I don't really care for that DJ cr'p... if a guy punched me for NO GOOD reason then I will punch him back for self-defence and pride. The reason they treat you like sh't is because you do nothing and they KNOW that you will do jack sh't. Then again if you believe that you were drunk and that it was your fault that he sucker punched you... then it was right that you didn't punch him back. There's a differance between starting useless fights and defending yourself. Obviously the guy wasn't practicing what he was preaching, so you should have put him in his place by punching him. Screw what the other people think, they weren't there and they were drunk.Ken785 said:what are you saying? i didnt get that...a DJ would have punched him back?...even if he felt he was wrong?...this guy does "care" about his girl but is willing to cheat on her if she turns her back...hes an 219 pound fat slob that takes what he can get.
its because technically i did still put my hands on a girl even if it was a backslap. people have different opinions of whether his retalition was justified..i dont think it was at all but he hads to do something in the moment when someone hyped him to.
you guys know what the funny thing is?
we were all together... earlier that day, i was supposed to go to one of my cousins(punchers older bro) ex GFs wedding (shes my friend) and "BRO" told me , "Think about this Ken, Who is more important to you...your cousin or some hoe? I cant tell you what to do, youre a man that can make his own decisions...think about it..."
...i didnt go to that wedding that afternoon....then later this night this happens...kinda ironic??
the guy that punched me wasnt preaching the bros before hoes stuff...it was my "bro" ...but he was there to listen to it though. Normally if someone would have punched me id hit them back...but i kinda feel like i didnt have reason to because i was the one that backslapped his girl...then again, i also feel he overreacted and tried to look like a tough guy...real tough punching your own cousin..PeterNorthisawesome said:Well I don't really care for that DJ cr'p... if a guy punched me for NO GOOD reason then I will punch him back for self-defence and pride. The reason they treat you like sh't is because you do nothing and they KNOW that you will do jack sh't. Then again if you believe that you were drunk and that it was your fault that he sucker punched you... then it was right that you didn't punch him back. There's a differance between starting useless fights and defending yourself. Obviously the guy wasn't practicing what he was preaching, so you should have put him in his place by punching him. Screw what the other people think, they weren't there and they were drunk.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
Well your bro or whatever should have stepped in then... if you really backslapped the chick hard then you should apologize and just leave it at that. Tell your cousin that he overreacted and you'll forgive him this time, but if he does that same sh't again you'll knock him out. He'll probably think it's ok and that he was totally right, if you don't say anything.Ken785 said:the guy that punched me wasnt preaching the bros before hoes stuff...it was my "bro" ...but he was there to listen to it though. Normally if someone would have punched me id hit them back...but i kinda feel like i didnt have reason to because i was the one that backslapped his girl...then again, i also feel he overreacted and tried to look like a tough guy...real tough punching your own cousin..![]()
what i do notice about me and him is that...by him giving me advice and "lessons" on how to carry myself all the time, i am giving up all my power to him...he even gives me advice in front of others too (which i believe should be done in private instead) i notice that since he does give me advice, he tends to treat me different most of the time as well, i notice that he treats all the other guys with attention and respect and treats me with less...he has quoted before that...AlexTheGreat said:based on what I can read, "BRO" is giving out advice to try and sound important. this latest quote about him telling you not to go to the wedding "slickly" is just more proof that he's getting a kick out of controlling you. He feels alpha when you're around cuz you listen to him, and he feels important by down-talking to you. fuck that guy
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.