Smooth Player 056
Master Don Juan
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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.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
I think he has a nice voice.Originally posted by whyshy
Gay ass voice.:crackup: :crackup:
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.
Thanks man....I appreciate the encouragment. Tommorow is School for me and I plan to do a few approaches and secretly record them with my brand new audio recorder and hidden microphone....Ill post them tommorow when I get home from school.Originally posted by RaWBLooD
u dont need to do signing and signing in lol, this puts a reality to it tho, just seeing in text makes everyones reports feel like fiction storybooks.
I believe only the serious people will do the audio stuff, and not stupid trolls ( and im pretty sure you could tell if a troll made a fake ass report) so everyone should get this on.
good luck.![]()
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.
Mine cost $249, it is a top of the line Olympus recorder....plus I got a microphone to clip onto the top of my shirt collar...$29.99.Originally posted by Inc. ©
How much would a hidden audio recorder cost? And, how hard is it to get the files into computer format?
280$!!!!!!Originally posted by Smooth Player 056
Mine cost $249, it is a top of the line Olympus recorder....plus I got a microphone to clip onto the top of my shirt collar...$29.99.
Yeah, record it in the library on the computer. Just tell the girl that you need her to talk into the microphone. :crackup: :crackup:Originally posted by Brian20o2
280$!!!!!!
u must have a good job or rich parents!
lol any afforable ones out there? like maybe 100$ for everything?
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.
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.