NickSCFC2000
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Wouldn't go that far mate.
I just don't notice fat ones.
I just don't notice fat ones.
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.
How can't you, they're all over the place! Remember that last eclipse???NickSCFC2000 said:...
I just don't notice fat ones.
true true true, I like the smaller tits because they are more sensitive.NickSCFC2000 said:I like small tits, skinnier the better for me.
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.
I like small tits
Haha, morning cobwebs galore! Yeah, I was thinking chest/hips, and was more focused on the weight. My badFrancisco d'Anconia said:A 35" waist, isn't that a women's size 18 or 20? That's not a petite woman! :nono: Besides, we aren't talking about chest or upper body mass, we're talking about the circumference around the waist.
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.
Nah, just the fat. Sedentary (sp?) lifestyles, cheap fast foods and such.do you think growth hormones have anything to do with obesity?
That is what I mean. They shoot cows up with growth hormones to get them bigger faster.Rex Man said:...cheap fast foods and such.
< 163, not < 140...BluEyes said:If you weigh less than 140 than you have issues as well dude. Put some meat on yer bones.
More likely the PILL - which is pure estrogen to make a woman's body think it's pregnant...as well as processed food & sedentary lifestyles..zerocelcius said:do you think growth hormones have anything to do with obesity?
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.
mintxx said:since we're quoting figures, i'm 6'4 and 210 pounds, the sri lankan babe i'm seeing is a 105 pound 5'0, so i weigh twice what she does and can curl her with one arm ^_^. however her boobs (DD) are much bigger than mine...
edit- but we're aussies
See Office SpaceMooseGod said:It's gotta be the fact that most people today don't DO anything... they SIT in their car for the drive to work, SIT on their ass all day in front of a computer working, then drive home, maybe hit the drive-thru for a double cheeseburger on the way home, then plop down in front of the idiot box and watch TV and munch on more fatty foods until they go to sleep, then repeat it the next day. MAN WAS NOT MADE TO LIVE IN A BOX!!! And by man, I mean mankind as a whole, including women.
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.