DrMetallica
Master Don Juan
If u had ur own pub, what would you call it?
Me? The Swan & Tomato
Brilliant!
Me? The Swan & Tomato
Brilliant!
"She's Out of Your League"
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.
If you had your own pub, what would you name it?
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"Why Women Dump the Guys Who Try the Hardest"
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
~attrACTION~
Banned
Pub-erty. Mine is better.
Here are a few more genius names:
Pub-tastic.
Pub-Lick.
edit: I think this is the lamest and most unproductive post I have ever made on this forum.
I don't understand the brilliance of "The Swan & Tomato," is it an inside joke of some sort?
Here are a few more genius names:
Pub-tastic.
Pub-Lick.
edit: I think this is the lamest and most unproductive post I have ever made on this forum.
I don't understand the brilliance of "The Swan & Tomato," is it an inside joke of some sort?
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DrMetallica
Master Don Juan
No inside joke... I just think it's a grand name for a pub. BTW keep thinking of names, cos I would never venture to a pub named "pub-lick". jaysus...~attrACTION~ said:
"She's Out of Your League"
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.