Solomon
Master Don Juan
I'll be in Tampa in a couple months and was wondering if anyone got any good intel on bars/lounges areas to hit up?
thanks
thanks
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.
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.
Oh shyt Mr Vulpine where you been sir? how you been?Vulpine said:When you get in the cab, tell them "Ybor City". They'll get you there.
It's pronounced "E-bore", as in, español.
I've been hibernating in the castle, living closer to LAX than when we tried to meet up (I'm assuming you're still up by MSP). I've finally started burning "the good wood", so it's hard to drag myself outside in the cold to work on things that need done. I've been busy otherwise with homesteading and building up my permaculture design. Think of it like I'm an artist: my land is the canvas. I've been thinking of planting flowers such that it waves a big red middle finger at google earth for spying, but I resign myself to fruit trees/shrubs and nut trees instead. Bees and chickens are coming this spring, so it's busy, busy, busy.Solomon said:Oh shyt Mr Vulpine where you been sir? how you been?
yeah E-bore is where I'm gonna be at (Hotel wise) can't wait to get out of Antarctica
Lax eeh? I was actually in West Hollywood 2 a week and half ago, epic debauchery was ensued.Vulpine said:I've been hibernating in the castle, living closer to LAX than when we tried to meet up (I'm assuming you're still up by MSP). I've finally started burning "the good wood", so it's hard to drag myself outside in the cold to work on things that need done. I've been busy otherwise with homesteading and building up my permaculture design. Think of it like I'm an artist: my land is the canvas. I've been thinking of planting flowers such that it waves a big red middle finger at google earth for spying, but I resign myself to fruit trees/shrubs and nut trees instead. Bees and chickens are coming this spring, so it's busy, busy, busy.
Are you just bugging out to get some sun, or it's it a business thing? If it was for sun, I'd bust your balls and tell your black ass to get a passport for a realz vacation.
Anyway, Ybor is a night/club game spot. There are other spots, but it was long ago, and I was living in Orlando, so names escape me. It seems to me that we'd go to another "State Street" sort of area, too. Surely the locals could help better than I, I'm surprised they haven't chimed in for you yet.
awww shiiiiit thank yo for that Mr. Espi although these days I rarely I really shoot when I'm out unless I got that motivationEspi said:Ahhh shiat Solomon sarging the 813. Lock up your daughters and plates!
Enjoy the Bay Sir.
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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.
LaCrosse, not Los Angeles.Solomon said:Lax eeh?
aww poor you, but I have a buddy who goes to Lacrosse at least once a month, says it's great place to "Hunt"Vulpine said:LaCrosse, not Los Angeles.