LucidDreamer
Don Juan
Uh, don't you mean the X5, the M5 is a sports car, didn't mean to break your backOriginally posted by backbreaker
2003 BMW M5 (SUV)
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.
Uh, don't you mean the X5, the M5 is a sports car, didn't mean to break your backOriginally posted by backbreaker
2003 BMW M5 (SUV)
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.
Now it's time to discover that selling out and betraying your principles for snatch is sheer death to your integrity. If you're willing to buy into the ongoing brainwashing of American society, you don't deserve to spread your seed in the first place.Originally posted by Delta
alas, i only recently discovered that despising status symbols and 'keepin it real' is shear death to the women.
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.
You just got no game.slitherjef said:A bus.
Yup
Looks like I will not be getting any anytime soon, huh
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
you're missing a center cap mateRollo Tomassi said:
old picture.wolf116 said:you're missing a center cap mate
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.
I think the r6 is better than the r1, but then again, both are sexy as hellBible_Belt said:0-60 in about three seconds and 165+ mph is a rush:
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After having gotten into bikes, pretty much every car I could ever afford felt slow, so I went for looks and handling over speed and got a non-turbo Stealth RT. The dohc V6 gives great low-end torque for a V8. It will rape most single-cam V6s stoplight-to-stoplight and at least hang with most V8s off the line. The low and wide stance of the Stealth also makes it corner well. It's a fun car
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Every woman so far has loved the Stealth. It is damn sexy for a $3,000 car.
So I need a car to have gamemeitenesrigas said:You just got no game.
http://www.hereinreality.com/more_funny_pics/albums/userpics/10001/pimp_school_bus~0.jpg
How my lair (of one) rolls. You should see the interior. It is as furry as one of Mystery's hats.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.