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.
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.
How was it?Suicide said:So I boned a chick 18 years older than me last night.
Wrong? Probably. But I'm pretty proud of myself for scratching that off of the list.
Dude, wipe off your lip; you have a MILF moustache.Suicide said:So I boned a chick 18 years older than me last night..
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.
BTW....I have a bridge I'm selling......Suicide said:Sexual prime boys, sexual prime...
Did you meet her at a bar?Suicide said:She's just under 40 and hot!
Talk about amazing sex too! I'm serious, you guys need to get ya'll hands on one of these. They will rock your world. I didn't believe it until now.
Sexual prime boys, sexual prime...
Hey, we were all 18 once...STR8UP said:BTW....I have a bridge I'm selling......
Tons of HOT MILFS in hotel bars.mahon83050 said:Did you meet her at a bar?
At the hotel this past weekend there were multiple high school reunions. .
Hahahaha.mahon83050 said:Some of these 38 year old and 48 year old Cougars were sexy as hell and I could'nt wait to get home and wank it...haha.
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.
Nah...I did see a hot GILF at a bar the other night, though. I should have told her about my AARP discount.mahon83050 said:Did you meet her at a bar?
At the hotel this past weekend there were multiple high school reunions. Some of these 38 year old and 48 year old Cougars were sexy as hell and I could'nt wait to get home and wank it...haha.
Now it's a GILF??? What's next, a DWILF???!!Suicide said:Nah...I did see a hot GILF at a bar the other night, though. I should have told her about my AARP discount.
Bible_Belt said:Some of the best sex I've had was with a chick probably pushing 60![]()
What can I say? At least the GILF would be able to show me a few things in bed...mmm, wisdom. Then she can regale me with stories from the roaring 20's.Francisco d'Anconia said:Now it's a GILF??? What's next, a DWILF???!!![]()
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.
That's pretty disgustingBible_Belt said:Some of the best sex I've had was with a chick probably pushing 60![]()
Suicide said:She's just under 40 and hot!