"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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"She Liked You in March. It's October Now."
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.
afc_2_dj
Don Juan
Yeah, I'm unfortunalty in GP when I would rather be at the coast!
I'm no DJ tho!
afc_2_dj
Don Juan
"She Wants a Man, Not a Boy"
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
afc_2_dj
Don Juan
I'm in IT, software development and all, thats why I'm here cos this is where the business is.
I've been hanging around here since last year sometime, mostly just randomly browsing when I need to clear my head, some of the threads can be pretty funny! I guess it has helped in a general way, some of the advice is sound, but as with everything it should be taken with a pinch of salt, I also think one must take into account your age, etc I dont think one size fits all. Buts its interesting stuff none the less.
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DJSebast
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I need a wingman, my friends are total AFC's and are not willing to learn.
Vulpine
Master Don Juan
I was just there. Right there in Gauteng, too. (As well as Bolito, Durban, Heidelberg...)
It would have been mad lekker to have an outing. I'll try to keep in mind for next time, bru's.
"She Liked You in March. It's October Now."
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.
Puntangerang
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Vulpine.
What's up? Got the inkling to dig through our old freeservers site and see if there are others still out there using their old SNs.
The almighty google told me you were active on this site. Since you don't allow PM's (either that or my account is probationary) I figured I'd reply here.
[Taco]'s up,
Vulpine
Master Don Juan
"...Ho's Down!"
DUDE! WTF! A BLAST FROM THE PAST!
...Hold on. Let me get us out of this thread and into something a bit more RL.
... nope. I can't message you yet. Uh... hmmph...
...won't let me e-mail, either. I turned my "allow e-mail" on, but you're probably probationary.
Ok, so we don't continue to hijack this thread, we can take it over to my journal thread in the "Mature Man" forum: it's mine to hijack. FR: The new kid in town - The rebirth of Vulpine
Sh¡t, man, I was just about to log off this site again. You just caught me in a nick of time!
ADMIN: anything you can to help us connect would be greatly appreciated. E-mails, PM's, whatever. This "Puntangerang" dude is legit. His screen name translates as "the ***** you throw away and keeps coming back".
Ok, so here's the deal: I added to your "reputation" and put my e-mail in the comments. If you go to the top of this page, on the far left in the menu bar, the first choice is "User CP". Click that, and, you should get it front and center.
speed dawg
Master Don Juan
Vulpine
Master Don Juan
The word you're looking for is:
Plaasmorde
(You tube playlist, you'll have to sign in to verify >18, or visit the sidebar and try other "less graphic" illustrations of "less than impressed".)
"She Liked You in March. It's October Now."
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.
speed dawg
Master Don Juan
This is why my eyes will always be wide freaking open when it comes to blacks. At least when they are in a position of power. And if anyone thinks it isn't state-sponsored by the likes of Mandela and Mugabe-types, they are nuts.Vulpine said:
Vulpine
Master Don Juan
I hope you watched a bunch of that. It blew my mind to see white genocide, going on in modern times!speed dawg said:
I listened to my gal (Afrikaans) try to tell me, but I had a hard time accepting it as reality. It wasn't until I was there, after having listened to her family regale me with stories of smashing/crashing carjacking escapes and police corruption experiences, not hearsay mind you, that it started to be real. We have it better than we know in the states, speed dawg. For them, they shrug it off - it's everyday life, for me...
You remember in the cartoons when two characters would be stuck on a desert island? They always looked at each other at some point and saw a vision of something like a chicken on a spit or some other such delicious morsel, right? Well, my gal was driving us and made a wrong turn. When we ended up in essentially "district 9" sort of shanty town... and the road narrowed to one lane... and was lined on either side with black folks 10-deep on either side of the baakie, and as far as you could see? I felt very much like a pig with an apple in my mouth roasting over the fire. When I looked at my gal, she looked like a huge gold-plated vagina. With hundreds and hundreds of "less than impressed" eyes on us? I remember thinking, "I'd better fight to the death: I don't want to watch what's going to happen to her." A shiny new white truck with two young whites in a sea of long-oppressed black folks? We were about to *PooF*, disappear. You could taste it.
I've never seen her so scared... she took the very next turn to get out of the situation in a panic and... reverted back to driving on the "american side" of the road. ...the road ahead was more of the same. She was physically shaking, she's on the wrong side of the road, and that's when another car came out of nowhere and postured "T-bone" style while she was trying to bust a "Y" turn and go back the way we came. She couldn't light a Chesterfield when we got out of there; she was shaking that bad. I hope I don't have to see her that scared again.
Needless to say, I didn't let her blonde-ass drive after that.
And, my hats off to the gents there: they are a tough breed. Certainly not any douchey american AFC "football with pads" sorts, the lifestyle demands a different presence.:flowers:
I'm crazy for looking forward to the next visit. That, or addicted to the adrenaline rush. Nah... I just want to see more of those hotties! Damn it was nice not seeing so damn many fat people.
speed dawg
Master Don Juan
I've often wanted to go to SA and swim with the great white sharks, but I'm not sure the lack of safety is worth it. Maybe that's just my American paranoia. But I know one thing.....I definitely understand how those guys can hate Americans.....we're all being labeled as sh*t-libs who say Zimbabwe like that scene on Blood Diamond. I'd hate people like Charlize Theron too, that got out before Apartheid ended, and now comes back and only helps the blacks. I feel more sorry for middle class whites than I do anyone else. Whites that can't buy their safety.
I guess it's not genocide if they slaughter the blacks at the same clip, which the blacks definitely do to themselves.