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You know Speed Dawg, it isn't all of your complaining that rubs me the wrong way - I actually agree with you politically a lot of the time - it's the douchey smugness you do it with.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
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.
That pictue of Jude Law makes him look like he has girly-man legs. That girly-man Jude Law has legs like little toothpicks. Does he even work out?speed dawg said:that picture of Jude Law makes him look like a fairy.
Please enlighten me to how we should wear our pants. I've worn pants similar in tightness to Jude Law and I've never had any problem pulling good-looking women. My legs are probably even skinnier than Jude Law's - and Jude Law - no matter how fairy-like he looks, has plowed HB10's his entire life.speed dawg said:Skinny jeans are for f*cking homosexuals, what is wrong with you all? Yeah, I get fashion comes in and out, but that picture of Jude Law makes him look like a fairy.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
:crackup: :crackup: :crackup: :crackup: :crackup: :crackup:Slickster said:Heard a funny story from a friend recently. An Asian guy he knows posted a selfie on his facebook of him wearing a lumberjack outfit. He was heading out for a night on the town and was asking for thumbs up or thumbs down on his "new look". When I heard the term "lumbersexual" I almost burst out laughing. http://gearjunkie.com/the-rise-of-the-lumbersexual I grew up in an area where forestry is the main industry. The idea of so called "men" in the city trying to look like loggers is just fawking hilarious!
I'm not going to disagree with you. Trends come and go.Slickster said:I'm sorry but any "man" who overly concerns himself with his "style" or his "look" just comes off as gay to me. Moreso over time as those styles and looks inevitably change. The guy just ends up looking like a phoney, try-hard, poser.
I agree with you too.expos said:People use their looks to get ahead. Being in shape and dressing well or "stylish" is an important part of the game. Go to a bar sometime in my area around happy hour wearing a Carharrt coat and looking rugged, then try to talk to that leggy blonde. Go back the next night looking like sharply dressed executive and see how her demeanor changes.
Some girls like the rugged look though. I know some lookers who fantasize about snagging themselves a cowboy.expos said:Go to a bar sometime in my area around happy hour wearing a Carharrt coat and looking rugged, then try to talk to that leggy blonde.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
I think we can add "barebacking slutty bytches" (regardless of whether you've had a vasectomy) to the list of things mature men should not be doing.Desdinova said:Oh no, I lost maturity in your eyes
There's nothing immature about stopping slutty bytches from getting pregnant with children you don't want.
Every time I hear the word "foodie" I want to puke.Colossus said:But I digress, I'll add a few:
-Using the words "delish" or "yummy".
-Being a self-professed "wino" or "foodie". STFU with that sh!t. You like good food and wine? So does everyone else, you pretentious fvck. That doesn't make it a hobby.
This.TyTe`EyEz said:I feel like as a mature man, I should be doing whatever the fvck I feel like. My happiness is exclusive to me.
“What you eat don't make me sh1t."
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.