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.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
As low as possible.hope7 said:Go as low as possible, or just when my thighs are parrellel to the ground?
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
Prove it, please?TyTe`EyEs said:"Ass to the grass" isn't that great on the knees, especially when you start getting heavy.
I'm speaking from personal experience. It might have something to do with that sharp shooting pain I get. Or maybe it was what that big guy was saying.mrRuckus said:Prove it, please?
Or did you just hear that from some "big guy" in the gym?
Quote from Freddy at:1.) Anyone who tells you Oly squats are bad for the knees is a certifiable moron. The knee is at its most disadvantaged and dangerous possition at parallel. By squatting to parallel, you stop and reverse the movement RIGHT at its most fragile point. THIS is very dangerous, which is why parallel squats should only be done by competitive powerlifters. Squatting past parallel is much safer, as you reverse the movement deep in the hole, where your knee is pretty damn stable.
2.) Generally, if volume/frequency isn't the issue, its a form issue. How are you squatting? Are you sure your form is correct? What kind of footwear are you wearing? Whats your stance? We can talk about this more in depth if you'd like.
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.
That's just a general rule. Everybody's squat is different though. Try to sit back with your hips more. Hips should move first, then knees.kickureface said:someone told me, knee shouldn't go past the toe. so how would you do squats to the ground with this?
Try different stances and sitting back more.DrSassyPants said:Am I the only one who lacks the flexibility to go farther than parallel?
Most doctors I've spoken with readily admit to knowing little about physiology. My education regarding the human body and it's components was not nearly as intense or long lasting as that done by medical practitioners, but the focus is on different areas.Hockey Playa said:dont go 90 degrees, its bad on your knees Scrapes away at it, doctor told me
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.