I don't participate in potato-sack races for homosexual pedophiles, so I wouldn't know. Go find a Catholic priest.Macca said:Oh really??? What a tw@t statement!! Did it not occur to you that the boys start on the men??? Nonce!!:nono: :nono: :cuss:
She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
I don't participate in potato-sack races for homosexual pedophiles, so I wouldn't know. Go find a Catholic priest.Macca said:Oh really??? What a tw@t statement!! Did it not occur to you that the boys start on the men??? Nonce!!:nono: :nono: :cuss:
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.
Haha, jokes.From what I understand is that you're the class loser. You're supposed to get picked on.
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.
Fundates is probably laying in his own pool of blood right now!!fundates_2k7 said:I dont know who this little freshman is but some lilttle kid for the last 2 days has been getting on my nervous his in my gym class.And has been constaly saying names and tried to push me today,now that had me piss and I want to whoop his ass.I mean he looks like his 12 years old seriously his real short and small yet he makes people laugh and everyone seem to like this little punk ass kid who makes inmature childish jokes.
I dont if his contuie to act like this but I want to beat his ass
I cant believe how people would laugh or talk to a kid who is loud and annoying
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.