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BeDJ
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Nevermind, I learned absolutely nothing from this experience.
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"The Coffee Shop Girl You Never Spoke To"
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
"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.
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BeDJ
Guest
Ah fvck it, why not
My sober analysis - HB 5, 5, 6. Random set with another guy.
Closing time and they all wanted to keep drinking. Oh. I just happen to live 2 blocks away. I just happen to have vodka. I just happen to be able to host. We all get back and I bust out the cards. King's cup. Yes that gay ass game. One of them says let's play Truth or Dare!
BDJ, Truth or Dare?
Truth
Do you have a girlfriend?
No.
Okay. That told me more about you than me.
BDJ, Truth or Dare?
Truth
Are you gay?
This would have been a good moment to say something witty. Fvck that. I climbed over the dude sitting next to me and pull her face in. Make Out - First Blood. Did that answer your question?
As the game progressed, Truth or Dare became a S|ut Contest. (.) (.) were shown and (_)_) were shown. I was dared to whip out my pecker...It was like a porno in the making. I told one of them to kiss it. BJ until the other guy shoves his hard-on next to mine. WOAH buddy, wait your turn! I move over to the next one and SHE STARTS SUCKING. Wingman by hindsight. The loner eclipse comes over and starts making out with me. I knew I was going to bust a load. I grabbed a handful of condoms and 2 generic Extenze capsule. I bit down hard on both, bitter juices filled my mouth. Turned off the lights because of my poor standards. It was a good experience, but I can't help feeling a little weird this morning.
Moral of the story - Life is not always about a d!ck measuring contest.
My sober analysis - HB 5, 5, 6. Random set with another guy.
Closing time and they all wanted to keep drinking. Oh. I just happen to live 2 blocks away. I just happen to have vodka. I just happen to be able to host. We all get back and I bust out the cards. King's cup. Yes that gay ass game. One of them says let's play Truth or Dare!
BDJ, Truth or Dare?
Truth
Do you have a girlfriend?
No.
Okay. That told me more about you than me.
BDJ, Truth or Dare?
Truth
Are you gay?
This would have been a good moment to say something witty. Fvck that. I climbed over the dude sitting next to me and pull her face in. Make Out - First Blood. Did that answer your question?
As the game progressed, Truth or Dare became a S|ut Contest. (.) (.) were shown and (_)_) were shown. I was dared to whip out my pecker...It was like a porno in the making. I told one of them to kiss it. BJ until the other guy shoves his hard-on next to mine. WOAH buddy, wait your turn! I move over to the next one and SHE STARTS SUCKING. Wingman by hindsight. The loner eclipse comes over and starts making out with me. I knew I was going to bust a load. I grabbed a handful of condoms and 2 generic Extenze capsule. I bit down hard on both, bitter juices filled my mouth. Turned off the lights because of my poor standards. It was a good experience, but I can't help feeling a little weird this morning.
Moral of the story - Life is not always about a d!ck measuring contest.
Purefilth
Master Don Juan
hahaha - i do enjoy a BDJ Field report before bed 