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Has anyone ever ordered condoms off the web? If so, how big is the package?
I really can't have my parents be suspicious.
I really can't have my parents be suspicious.
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.
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.
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.
LSL1?djSlvt said:The lady gonna go
HER: What size?
HIM: Small.
HER: Lubricated? Or not?
HIM: No lube.
HER: Would you like lubricant with this? We have a special.
HIM: Yes please.
HER: What kind of lube? Vaginal or anal?
HIM: Anal.
HER: Flavored or not?
HIM: Yes yes, flavored.
HER: Which flavor.
HIM ..............
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.
Wasn't that the Kwik-E-Mart scene in Leisure Suite Larry 1 (Land of the Lounge Lizards)?djSlvt said:QUE ES?
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.
Let me ask you all a question?TheVirtualMind said:Just go to WalMart if you are afraid. They have the "self checkout" and the prices are better...
CVS - $15 for a 12 pack
Walmart - $4.59 for the same pack
Holysh*t where do you live? That's never happened. Most people buy it at CVS, some buy it at gas stations cuz they're shy (less people). Why would u buy it online? That's like buying online porn... why not just buy PORN at a STORE? Fast and easy.Teflon_Mcgee said:Let me ask you all a question?
Have you ever seen grocery stores that lock the condoms in a display case so the pharmacist has to get them out?
i'm pretty sure it's just a utah thing.
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.