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Shamrocks seem played out and I want something Irish. I always thought harps were cool.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
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.
Well as I mentioned in a previous reply here, I got a temporary tattoo or a rose a while ago and it looked better than what I thought it would look like, and the add-ons that I spoke about will hopefully make it look really nice.Originally posted by rapsta
Why would u wanna do a tattoo? I'm just curious..
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
Sounds kewl... let us know when u find oneOriginally posted by Wyldfire
I want to eventually get a female centaur just above my left ankle...IF I can ever find a design I like.
I've been saying I'm going to get one for 10 years and haven't yet.Originally posted by ~ªêQµïTª$~
Sounds kewl... let us know when u find one![]()
Laterz..
lol... well then get one already!Originally posted by Wyldfire
I've been saying I'm going to get one for 10 years and haven't yet.
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.
You like d*ck?Originally posted by animal crackers
I got this about 6 months ago. Looking back I sort of regret it, but I feel it represents what I'm all about...
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What?! Harleys hardly work there sister. I'd much rather ride then constanlty look for overpriced parts for my broken overpriced hog.Originally posted by Wyldfire
If it's not a Harley it's a hardly...
Crotch rockets are gay...and Harleys are sexay.Originally posted by PRMoon
What?! Harleys hardly work there sister. I'd much rather ride then constanlty look for overpriced parts for my broken overpriced hog.
Tats are phat when I move to Miami I'm getting Janus wings on my shouler blades and a mettalic red and blue Honda 1000RR to match them...and smoke Harleys...which isn't hard because they're always on the side of the road.
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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.