Sexy_Malibu
Master Don Juan
Sorry, I'll rephrase.
Aww. You airplane virgins are so cute.
"The Kiss of Death Mistake"
You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
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Aww. You airplane virgins are so cute.
"I just moved here from Florida."
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.
penkitten
Master Don Juan
awwwwwwwwOriginally posted by Sexy_Malibu
Sorry, I'll rephrase.
Aww. You airplane virgins are so cute.
Fist_of_Fury
Don Juan
You know I don't really like it that way...He's too...Bahn. Unless of course, you'd rather I get some experience with him and then come back to you...
No no no no no...That's not needed. I've given you experience so far...Might as well do it for everything else.Originally posted by Fist_of_Fury
You know I don't really like it that way...He's too...Bahn. Unless of course, you'd rather I get some experience with him and then come back to you...
Fist_of_Fury
Don Juan
sounds fair...no bahn, no walkup...and certainly no Bailey...he's a "sweetie" nice guy...not a "lets go study at 2 am in my room, maybe you'll get tired and rather than walk you home you can sleep in my room" kinda nice guy.
"She Liked You in March. It's October Now."
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
Guess I'll have to give you some more experience in stuff when we get back home...Of course, if it's too late to go home at any point, you can stay in my room...I'll keep you warm.
5,100 posts...You know you like that.
penkitten
Master Don Juan
what happened to all the peanuts?
penkitten
Master Don Juan
*** hears the plane's toliet flush repeatedly and yells" take your foot off the handle fist"***
"The Coffee Shop Girl You Never Spoke To"
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
penkitten
Master Don Juan
*** hears the intercom say " all passengers remain in your seats for landing"
Fist_of_Fury
Don Juan
Let them go ahead and land...we can keep milehighin' in the bathroom...It's not like we'll really notice the extra motion...
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AFK Protector
Master Don Juan
Uh...how about YOU show some ID. For all I know, you could be jailbait!
I'm definitely 22. Yeah thanks stationerybabyfeline. That was another typo.
What whatever you mean by the other 21, I'm sure I qualify for that too, because I'm 22.
I'm not 1337 anymore.
"Nervous Around Beautiful Women? There's a Rule for That"
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.
Dude, he is ALWAYS 1337!Originally posted by Vincent
You were never 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.*
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Like it was such a great thread to begin with.
Sexy_Malibu
Master Don Juan
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.
The attention *****s have.
The idiot mods just catered to us attention *****s, like a good idiot mod should.
"I just moved here from Florida."
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.
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