PigAdlemPimp
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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.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
WTF!?!?!?!?MANtle said:I refuse to say all pussies are ugly. there are some perfect pussies that you'd wanna bury yer face into forever!!!
but anyway.. rings a bell dude, rings a bell...
The thing is in my case i fell for a girl whoz boobs never saw eachother.. nipples grew to the size of a marble, she was fat and her p_u_SS_Y could even scratch her ankle if she wasn't looking..!! but thats 'love' - i fell in love with her and overlooked all of that.. now where am i?? she cheats on me!! hahaha - life is soo funny!
anyway,
NEXT.
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.
I don't eat em.. at least not yet. May be Ill save this one for some special chick..right now all I give em is dic k.i don't really like having pubic hair in my mouth and all that... meh.
That's probably not as uncommon as one might think. I imagine varying degrees of hermaphroditism are expressed in a small percentage of the human population. It probably wouldnt hurt for this chick to check for Kleinfelter's syndrome as well since someone with that disorder would want to be aware of what goes along with that (such as being sterile).spider_007 said:i used to know a striper who had a huge cli*t. I mean this thing was like 1 inch long... we used to joke around how she would bend me over and fvck me with it.
damn, just saying that feels so wrong!!!!!!
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.
LOL what is that supposed to mean bro?? lolCremasta said:Yep, some are pretty bad and after you've fycked them, they look like a bulldog that's eaten porridge!