spider_007
Master Don Juan
ok SuperGigalo DJ, gods gift to women, _____007 or what ever you call your self, It's your turn to confess
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.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
Dude that wud be awesome!! that wud really help some guys here ( especially me ). Id love to see you sarging man, i could learn a helluva lot!Originally posted by 007~JC
Confess what? You guys will soon see video proof of me sarging. It's on it's way.
I just hope DrBird will..fly in.. from wherever he is and sarge with me!
-007
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
How sad and f@gish.....Originally posted by Black_Italian
Ok you got me none of those pics are of girls i know or of me or of anyone i know and i am a troll.
Every great troll comes to an end.
You guys are tools for beliving half that **** i spouted out.
Hahahaha
Ninja out..... for the last time
Originally posted by Black_Italian
Ok you got me none of those pics are of girls i know or of me or of anyone i know and i am a troll.
Every great troll comes to an end.
You guys are tools for beliving half that **** i spouted out.
Hahahaha
Ninja out..... for the last time
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.
fooling a couple people on the net must be the highlight of your lifeOriginally posted by Black_Italian
Ok you got me none of those pics are of girls i know or of me or of anyone i know and i am a troll.
Every great troll comes to an end.
You guys are tools for beliving half that **** i spouted out.
Hahahaha
Ninja out..... for the last time
You really need help.Originally posted by Black_Italian
it was fun lol some of my more merable posts
My gay friend teaching me to pimp
Porn in the drawer
Scared to kiss
Loose
(Im [Super]MaN to)
ONE OF MY FAV'S
THE NINJA
Her name rhymes with a female body part?
My girl looks like my best friend
Hahahahaha it was fun...... Oh and this thread of course hahahah i luv stirrign up arguments. OH OH OH and the one were i was a femanist sayign its ok for women to be sluts..... hahahah
Oh and the ones under The_Mack19 were im a Uber Gamer trying to pickup at gaming shops shoing girls my Micro
Pro Gamer
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.
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.