That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
He is already screwed up. The question is at what age would he want to cut off his own penis and turn into a serial killer or kill himself?!MatureDJ said:http://shine.yahoo.com/parenting/co...childs-gender-five-years-birth-180300388.html
I think this raises the chance that the kid will end screwed up.
Hands me down are not cloths he likes but limited forced choices that are brought to him.
People are not going to think your boy is a girl, people are going to think your boy is a queer. Once again you shoved that fvcking pink dress on him but won't allow him to dress as a boy by wearing skull print shirts.
Yeah that's right throw away the only doll a healthy boy might want to undress someday when he becomes curious about women.
I guess she wants her boy to become depressed and kill himself from all the taunting/bullying.