ima str8 up pimp
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awe I almost feel pity for them they're so cute lol.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
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.
Amen to that. You've hit the nail on the head. Couldn't have said it better. Women have No guide rules now And they're just plain Stupid. In my job I see the most beautiful American women be the clutsiest and ones that drive with cellphones pinned to their ears constantly All The Time.BadsnakeUK said:Its crazy how much Western women have gone down the sh!tter in such a small space of time. It wasn't that long ago they were going to finishing schools to learn how to be the perfect wife!
The reason? Consequences! Back then there were consequences to being a b1tch i.e. shame of divorce, no way of supporting oneself etc etc. Now? Have your cake and eat it - and don't they just love eating cake!
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.
sosuave.vigilante said:american youtube vids seem to be showing way too much "feminist "im better than all men" power"
sickening
(yea its me, positivity injection)
I hate to rain on your parade, but A&F shirts aren't exactly fashionable or unique... you're just another drone. Check out the site in my quote.ima str8 up pimp said:I agree 100% about looks I dress all abercrombie and fitch shirts and t's its all i'll wear unless just a plain white t... and I've got light brown eyes not to brag but a 9.0 on the scale most likely...
it helps... but it is DEFINATELY not everything..
unless you have a horny ass girl not giving a **** on a particular day which happens commonly... then you just sit back and let her get on the offensive.
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.