Captain Harlock
Senior Don Juan
I said beta mindset, not 'better'. I don't talk like 50 cent on the internet.
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.
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.
BULLSH1Tmuscles don't make you an alpha..that's a childish definition..muscles don't define who you are and can definitely cover up any deficiencies..and it works on people like you
needle in ass=alpha ???
Agreed.Bloke said:This thread epitomises what's wrong with this board.
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.
Go fvck yourself you 90lb sandmonkey.trv26 said:Neg-repped (8 times over) for that!!!! How would you guys those women, on the scale of 1 to 10? I'm not hating, just stating facts. My point was he'd likely get more credit from other women if the women on his arm were better looking. Apologies to OP if he took offense.
And the person accusing me of being racist......you do realise im of indian-origin right!!
That's right cvnt, because I live in America. Plenty of good Indians over here who shave their pits and take baths.MrLuvr said:Except that you don't know what "typical" Indian chicks looks like.
Ur a bit of a hypocrite aren't you.fertileTurtle said:Go fvck yourself you 90lb sandmonkey.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
What and they don't in India? You American ****tard.fertileTurtle said:That's right cvnt, because I live in America. Plenty of good Indians over here who shave their pits and take baths.
This coming from a poor poor metrosexual who can't even own a gun. Americans are really scared of you pwned weirdos lol. All your bands are queer too. But you probably like that pissie. Have fun dealing with those raghead psychos you can't do anything about. LOL :crackup:pjtheman said:What and they don't in India? You American ****tard.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
*facepalm*spinaroonie said:Hey guys, looking for your input
http://photos-b-6.ak.fbcdn.net/hpho...642024711397_122605049_38752793_2466138_n.jpg
It's my facebook display pic... from a wedding banquet. Feel free to tear it apart.