BWSL2
Senior Don Juan
What's the German word for virgin?
"Goodentight."
"Goodentight."
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
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.
Haha. Nice.Originally posted by BWSL2
What's the German word for virgin?
"Goodentight."
Real funnyOriginally posted by McKindley
A guy shows up at the hospital because his wife is having a baby. He runs up to the doctor and says "where's my wife and baby? Are they OK?"
The doctor says, "your wife is in great shape and you are now the father of a healthy baby boy. They are in the next room, go on in and see them."
So the guy goes into the room but doesn't see anyone. He asks the doctor where his wife and baby are, and just then a doctor and a nurse pop out and say "April Fools! Your wife is dead and your baby's retarded."
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 line was in a Stephen King book, think it was "It." Way to kill a thread dude.Originally posted by McKindley
A guy shows up at the hospital because his wife is having a baby. He runs up to the doctor and says "where's my wife and baby? Are they OK?"
The doctor says, "your wife is in great shape and you are now the father of a healthy baby boy. They are in the next room, go on in and see them."
So the guy goes into the room but doesn't see anyone. He asks the doctor where his wife and baby are, and just then a doctor and a nurse pop out and say "April Fools! Your wife is dead and your baby's retarded."
I thought the joke was pretty damn funny.Originally posted by McKindley
C'mon, we all know that tasteless jokes are the best ones. Get over it
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
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.