Does anybody know something about Pook? something after his Live in the talent post...
http://dapook.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html
http://dapook.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html
"I'm Not Looking for Anything Serious Right Now"
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.
Pook
- Thread starter Alien
- Start date
"She Made Her Decision Before You Finished Your Sentence"
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.
"I just moved here from Florida."
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.
Fortress Maximus
Don Juan
Let's send him a gift?
I think he was a little screwy in the head. All this preaching about women, but he constantly said he didn't want a girlfriend, then started saying stuff in the middle of blogs like that he "gave in" to his libido and had sex with a chick. He made it seem like he normally tried to get by completely without women, but once in a while failed by caving into his biology temporarily.
I caved and went to read a little bit again: "The downside is that my sex drive goes up which often concludes with a woman (unfortunately)."
He just seems like an odd dude.
I caved and went to read a little bit again: "The downside is that my sex drive goes up which often concludes with a woman (unfortunately)."
He just seems like an odd dude.
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Banned
What a load of crap. Any proof he left hating and bitter?Alien said:He probably got married...
you know.... if i consider his last posts on his blog he left with hatred and bitterness.
I do however remember some jaded old b!tch with penis envy who used to post here saying it was "bitter" and a handful of young tards desperate for approval jumping on her bandwagon.
Still yet to see this "evil" pook who lost his mind toward the end and started spouting "hate" to all womankind.
Atom Smasher
Master Don Juan
He's currently living in a shack in Vietnam.
The horror......
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"I just moved here from Florida."
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.