Ok, funny thing happened to me today that I want to share : ) I went to the doctors office today to refill a prescription. Well the nurse met me and called me in to the office. But first I have to tell you that she was a HB 9, very hot! anyway, she clarifies the reason I was there and said "so you have anxiety problems"? I relunctantly said ya in a low voice, (because I am kinda of embarrassed about the situation and she is hot, and you know where Im coming from). So, she is responding incrediably well to me, giggling at my snide comments (C+f) and asking me alot of questions about myself. We talked about how we quit smoking together, blah, blah. So things are going really good, i am assuming I passed the looks test, I guess she didnt mind that I was on crazy pills, and everything was good. She then proceeds to take my vitals. So I take off my jacket and I had my sleeves rolled up, (i was in a Navy uniform called utilities), I get a little nervous because this girl is sticking shiit in my mouth, taking my blood pressure; and to me this stuff is really nerve racking and I hate being at the hospital in the first place. All of sudden she stops talking to me and has this biitchy attitude, she starts acting very standoff-ish. Something must have immediately changed her mind about me. She wouldnt look at me and her replies were very short and to the point. So I am thinking to myself after she leaves, what did I do wrong? I know I didnt smell, I have a little bit of a gut but not enough to immediately turn a girl off, maybe it was my arms they are a little pale because theres not much sun up here in Washington, nah I was thinking those just couldnt cause a negative effect like that. Maybe it was my tattoo...but Ive always gotten good comments on my tattoo on my forearm, so that cant be it. Trying not to dwell on it, I get in the car and on the way home, i am still pondering what the hell I did to turn this girl off! So I tell myself fvck it, i dont care, life goes on. So I get home sit in my chair and take off my boots. I sit in my chair just as I did at the doctors office. I look down to observe myself for a moment. As I get down below my waist I notice something was very wrong. And then the answer suddenly struck me right smack in the head!! I now know why this girl stopped responding! A problem that I knew about all along but had ignored out of laziness. At the nurses' angle standing above me, she would have seen the baseball size hole that I had in my crotch. I have one pair of pants thats has a huge gapping hole!! I looked down and the hole must have grown because I can see my tighty greenies sticking out along with my lower groinal area and some hairs. No wonder she stopped responding lol! My ballz were nearly hanging out of my pants!! Just a lesson guys, buy yourself some nice underwear and clothing, because YOU NEVER KNOW. I had no idea, there I was sitting all spread eagle n shiit with this humongeous hole! It scared me, just looking at it! How embarrassing : (
"You'll Never Feel READY to Walk Over"
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.
The doctor's office
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- Start date
"I just moved here from Florida."
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.
Francisco d'Anconia
Master Don Juan
One word, paragraphs.
Mr.Style
Don Juan
This is DJ Bible material.LOL.
MacDiddy
Master Don Juan
Fcuk that was funny
Thanks for sharing
Thanks for sharing
"Why Women Dump the Guys Who Try the Hardest"
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
exwhyzee
Don Juan
hahah
earlier this semester i was walking back from the shower-i live in a dorm-and a girl from down the hall gave me the wierdest look, it didnt really bother me, so i kept walking, and when i got back to my room i looked in the mirror and saw that my **** was hanging out of the slit in my boxers, (i like to say "he was taking a lil peek" when i tell the story now) i felt a little self concious, but laughed it off...it happens
earlier this semester i was walking back from the shower-i live in a dorm-and a girl from down the hall gave me the wierdest look, it didnt really bother me, so i kept walking, and when i got back to my room i looked in the mirror and saw that my **** was hanging out of the slit in my boxers, (i like to say "he was taking a lil peek" when i tell the story now) i felt a little self concious, but laughed it off...it happens
Well today I am feeling much better because I bought myself a new pair of pants last night after that humiliating episode at the doctor! I guess sometimes things have to get that bad before I do something, so I learned from all this to keep my threads tight at all times 
And the best part, I didnt have to sit like a girl with my legs all crossed covering up my hole today! Funny story about the boxers, I actually avoided wearing them this whole time for fear of my meat hanging out of the hole, that would be the worst lol!
And the best part, I didnt have to sit like a girl with my legs all crossed covering up my hole today! Funny story about the boxers, I actually avoided wearing them this whole time for fear of my meat hanging out of the hole, that would be the worst lol!thefonz
Master Don Juan
you've just given me a new goal for when i become a dj........To bang the nurse that's treating me on one of my appointments, i think one day i'll be able to pull it off. I'll just reach over and kiss when she gets close to me and go from there and hope she wants to go further. Hey, if i do it right who knows?