Sexy_Malibu
Master Don Juan
Sorry, I'll rephrase.Originally posted by penkitten
airplane virgins that is
Aww. You airplane virgins are so cute.
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.
Sorry, I'll rephrase.Originally posted by penkitten
airplane virgins that is
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.
awwwwwwwwOriginally posted by Sexy_Malibu
Sorry, I'll rephrase.
Aww. You airplane virgins are so cute.
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What about Bahn?
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...![]()
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.
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.Originally posted by Fist_of_Fury
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.
You can have them! *Runs to enormous bathroom with Fist, see's plane start rocking.*Originally posted by penkitten
what happened to all the peanuts?
*** hears the plane's toliet flush repeatedly and yells" take your foot off the handle fist"***Originally posted by Eternal
You can have them! *Runs to enormous bathroom with Fist, see's plane start rocking.*
*Scratches position out of Kama Sutra* Well, that one won't go well on an airplane...Originally posted by penkitten
*** hears the plane's toliet flush repeatedly and yells" take your foot off the handle fist"***
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.
*Yells out "Circle the airport a few more times!"*Originally posted by penkitten
*** hears the intercom say " all passengers remain in your seats for landing"
*** hears the intercom say " all passengers remain in your seats for landing"
Hmm...You might like the extra humps...Originally posted by Fist_of_Fury
Let them go ahead and land...we can keep f*cking in the bathroom...It's not like we'll really notice the extra motion...
Uh...how about YOU show some ID. For all I know, you could be jailbait!Originally posted by Sexy_Malibu
And AFK... Can I see some ID please?
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.
You were never 1337Originally posted by AFK Protector
I'm not 1337 anymore.![]()
Dude, he is ALWAYS 1337!Originally posted by Vincent
You were never 1337![]()
Like it was such a great thread to begin with.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.