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Danger started his own version of How I Met Your Mother.
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.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
"Whilst" is how the Brits say it. Pretty funny.Mike32ct said:A few American posters on here use "whilst" instead of "while."![]()
Big Jimbo's gf is named BigBimbo.
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.
HAHA this is the best thread ever. "texting KILLS relationships" :crackup: :crackup:Mauser96 said:Harry Wilmington finds the girl of his dreams. She is SO hot, he actually drools.
He knows that texting KILLS relationships, so is bound and determined to NEVER text her, but only speak to her in person, and occasionally on the phone.
He introduces himself...only to find out she is deaf and communicates ONLY by text.
cleaning is womens work.bradd80 said:Upon hearing the revelations, Purefilth has an orgasm but still refuses to clean himself up.
And I can blame SS for my grime.Naughty Ninja said:PureFilth only joined this site originally as the slob is so stupid he thought So Suave was an online Shampoo company
:crackup: :crackup: :crackup: :crackup:Atom Smasher said:JohnChops wrote to backbreaker for a link to his headshot. Chops wants to stare into bb's eyes for several hours at a time in order to antagonize his receptors and increase his secretion of Oxytocin to 24/7 production.
The deal has been put on hold as no one can decipher backbreaker's response.
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.
Little did he know he shouldve taken the class I Teach.sageproduct said:Körniger Frischkäse is in fact THE GUY IN THE VIDEO BELOW.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LJg66F8Bzc8
After his business venture failed, he retreated to SS in order to boast of how badly he hates martial arts.
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.