The next time I see either one of them insult a newbie for flirting and cybering online I'm going to post a link to this thread.Originally posted by Porky
once again, the idiot mods hijack a thread and run it into the ground.
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.
The next time I see either one of them insult a newbie for flirting and cybering online I'm going to post a link to this thread.Originally posted by Porky
once again, the idiot mods hijack a thread and run it into the ground.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
dam right eternal, i hate people who like to joke about others but can not take a joke aobut themselves.Originally posted by Eternal
Dude, he is ALWAYS 1337!
Oh wait, you area talking about AFK.![]()
*This thread has officially been hijacked by people who can take jokes and don't flip out at one little comment by someone. Please take notes people. We also assure you that everyone that proper protection was used in the sexual acts in the airplane restroom. You can go back to your original reading and whackingness at our screwing.*
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.
How could I have been so negligent? I guess I just figured it was wrapped up in "unfunny", but the oversight has been corrected now. Thank you so much for all of your hard work and vigilance, WesCott. You know I wouldn't be able to do this without you.Originally posted by WesCottII
You forgot boring.
Yep......i found the problem eternal. Sorry to tell you, you have a check_mate_kid_uk up your arse.Originally posted by check_mate_kid_uk
dam right eternal, i hate people who like to joke about others but can not take a joke aobut themselves.
Hmm... I like "small-minded". I think I'll use that one too.Originally posted by WesCottII
It's ok. Want some more?
-Dogmatic
-Small minded
-maggot ****
I can keep 'em coming.
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.
Possibly because you don't understand the phrase Dogmatic?Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
Hmm... I like "small-minded". I think I'll use that one too.
No, I know what dogmatic means, but I think it's sufficiently covered by "hypocritical" "egotistical", and "small minded."Originally posted by WesCottII
Possibly because you don't understand the phrase Dogmatic?
Here, Let me help.
Dogmatic:
Characterized by an authoritative, arrogant assertion of unproved or unprovable principles
I LOVE YOU TOO PORKY!!!11oneOriginally posted by Porky
once again, the idiot mods hijack a thread and run it into the ground.
thats right, cause we are the bestest!!Originally posted by Sexy_Malibu
The idiot mods have not hijacked the thread.
The attention *****s have.
The idiot mods just catered to us attention *****s, like a good idiot mod should.
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.
Heres to the attention wh0resOriginally posted by penkitten
thats right, cause we are the bestest!!
Great idea! That way, they can see how real DJ's work instead of just having to read through the bible.Originally posted by Wyldfire
The next time I see either one of them insult a newbie for flirting and cybering online I'm going to post a link to this thread.
Originally posted by Eternal
Great idea! That way, they can see how real DJ's work instead of just having to read through the bible.
yay chicks defining what a Don Juan is.Originally posted by Wyldfire
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A "real DJ" is mature. He's not defensive, can take constructive criticism like a man instead of like a boy. He is confident but he doesn't come across as being egotistical...he doesn't NEED to. He doesn't need to make himself look like a better person by insulting and demeaning others.
You, Elemental, are not a "real DJ", not by a long shot.
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.