Desdinova
Master Don Juan
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....and no FR?guys i'm back!!!!!!!!!!!!
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.
....and no FR?guys i'm back!!!!!!!!!!!!
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
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.
Originally posted by Dayr0n
and you are? thats right the cat chick, sorry i got no fish right now.
she is kind of in shock dosent know what to say
me: i wanna have a wild time with a kitty like you.
her: not thank you
me: mmm are you traying to buy me food and then rape me or something i'm not that easy, besides i'm expensive.
Not to be a d*ck (any more than I usually am), but you guys sound like a match made in heaven because there has got to be something wrong with the both of you. I give you a lot of credit for approaching this girl, and I'm glad you got good results, but your conversation was very... I think the word I'm looking for is "whatthef*ck". More power to you though.I told her that i have a dog outfit and that we should have a cat and dog type of fight in bed she said yeah we are gonna meet on thursday.
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.
My bullsh*t meter kinda went apesh*t too, but I'm gonna give him the benefit of the doubt and just say... If a girl makes out with you after you use a pickup line like, "I don't have any fish", then you're either irresistable no matter what you do, or she is f*cked in the head.Originally posted by Soma
You're a good man Charlie Brown but I think you're fvckin with us.
Who cares? If he made a comment that didn't make any sense, he recovered from it well.What the hell was that, dude? "I got no fish right now"? What the f*ck does that mean?
Like I said, if he made out with the girl, more power to him. But I do question any girl who would go out with a guy who threw them a line like that.Originally posted by Desdinova
Who cares? If he made a comment that didn't make any sense, he recovered from it well.
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.