RichardTheFrog
Banned
But flipping houses isn't. Neither is recovering from a spinal cord injury.going to prison is low quality tho
Plus I'm not a girl.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
But flipping houses isn't. Neither is recovering from a spinal cord injury.going to prison is low quality tho
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.
Then who is high quality?but guys who make money for girls with bad necks are low quality tho
When your phone was ringing off the hook and you were so popular, wasn't that when you were dealing acid or something?I disagree.
What you people don't realize is that I used to be very socially popular and have a million friends with my phone ringing 100 times/day before I got arrested.
I've been there and done that. Think about it... What kind of "cred" could being in prison for 4 years earn me with other guys if I really cared. I'd rather keep it a secret.
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.
What's your point?When your phone was ringing off the hook and you were so popular, wasn't that when you were dealing acid or something?
Don't even act like my,Lambo isn't totally,hot.When your phone was ringing off the hook and you were so popular, wasn't that when you were dealing acid or something?
Hmm, maybe some congratulations are in order for gaining some insight and showing some growth. I'm impressed.Struck me how OFFENSIVE/inappropriate/rude it is to only want a girl for a hole in her body.
I've always thought that one of the reasons that "social proof" was important was because it sent the message to the woman that the guy is safe to be with. I don't mean safe like "nice guy" safe, I mean if other women will hang out with him, chances decrease that he's a serial killer or sexual offender of some sort.Remembering a line from The Mystery Method saying how girls screen out guys who have a "dubious intent." (among other reasons).
There's basically 2 sides of the fence. Which are you on? Do you wish people well or harm?
A lot of guys on this forum have seemed to think that a guy in prison is the ultimate male to some women.going to prison is low quality tho
I'm asking you a question . You just stated that you were extremely popular and socially sought after. I remember you mentioned before you were popular when you were dealing. Was this comment tWhat's your point?
Personally, I'm not turned on by expensive cars. I grew up surrounded by weathe, in a wealthy community. I saw first hand how "things" can definitely be all about smoke and mirrors and absolutely do not determine the quality of the person.Don't even act like my,Lambo isn't totally,hot.
I'm gonna get a license,plate that says LAMBO69.
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.
That's true.....Anyone can have expensive stuffb and still be a total a$$hole
I've been in front of a judge facing jail. I've also nearly died before. It certainly makes you question your choices. It made me value my life a lot more, my friends included. It's part of what made me want to have more fun, but fun the way I wanted. It's why I don't get caught up in the seriousness of it all anymore.I went to prison for 4 years.
There's a line between what matters and what doesn't, and "friendships" with other males does not.
Think about standing in front of a judge and hoping he only gives you a few years instead of 25. Think about how serious that is.
Now think about how all of that is just games compared to when I broke my neck when I was younger.
Now think how unimportant your "friends" seem.
Define "nearly died,I've been in front of a judge facing jail. I've also nearly died before. It certainly makes you question your choices. It made me value my life a lot more, my friends included. It's part of what made me want to have more fun, but fun the way I wanted. It's why I don't get caught up in the seriousness of it all anymore.
There are different kinds of @ssholes. There is the "charming" @sshole type that the community leans toward, and he's not really that bad of a guy at all. He just has a strong personality, a strong frame, goes for what he wants, is playful and teases women, and doesn't supplicate to them. The community has an odd way of labeling people ("nice guys" aren't nice and "jerks" aren't really jerks).but a LOT of women LIKE azzholes.... (didn't say "all"...didn't say "you".....said "a LOT")
Or do you disagree?
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.
Wow I was so drunk I don't even remember these conversations.Define "nearly died,
Yes that was the same time.I'm asking you a question . You just stated that you were extremely popular and socially sought after. I remember you mentioned before you were popular when you were dealing. Was this comment t
related to the same period, the one when you were dealing drugs? Or was this social apex at a different time in your life?
It's simply a question.
They can also have a cool Lambo and NOT be an a$$hole.Anyone can have expensive stuffb and still be a total a$$hole
Yes and no.Yes, you're on the right track!
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.