"She Made Her Decision Before You Finished Your Sentence"
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.
Is feminisim the problem here?
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"The Coffee Shop Girl You Never Spoke To"
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.
Razor Sharp
Senior Don Juan
No, the REAL problem is that the title of that article is hilarious
:crackup:
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No. How could it be? It has to do with children wanting to know who their father is when they turn 18. There aren't even women involved!Plinco said:
Explain yourself. Why even this question?
spider_007
Master Don Juan
Yes, but Germans and Japanese have QUALITY....Not sure if our gene pool really has that.
That is a stupid law.
I don't know about you but if I was one of these kids I really wouldn't want to meet and shake the hand of a man who jerked himself into a cup in order for me to exist.
'gee dad that is a mighty firm handshake, i knew i was a chip off the old block'
I don't know about you but if I was one of these kids I really wouldn't want to meet and shake the hand of a man who jerked himself into a cup in order for me to exist.
'gee dad that is a mighty firm handshake, i knew i was a chip off the old block'
"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.