sodamnsmooth
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Just looked at a girl that walked into an elevator, she smiled, I smiled and we started kissing. Crazy as hell
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.
Did the same thing at a nightclub once (not in an elevator) and the guys I were with could NOT believe what I did. Alcohol can either be liquid courage or stupidity.sodamnsmooth said:Just looked at a girl that walked into an elevator, she smiled, I smiled and we started kissing. Crazy as hell
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.
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.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
lol Man I wouldn't call any of this smooth.... But hey what do I know?old_skoolr said:Great thread, some real classics here,
im 21 talking to this girl who was 26 on fb
her: blah blah how old are you?
me: 21 urself?
her: im 26 :S
me: so? ur gna stop talking to me just coz im younger
her: (you can tell she was thrown off guard) no hun of course not, coffee soon?
got her number and slept with her on the first date
this ones abit childish but got to her real good
her: one of these days im gonna kill you
me: really?
her: yep, wherever u are in the world i will make sure i find you and kill you
me: wow......i never knew i meant that much to you
doesnt seem like much but the reality was she lost all power in the convo, and the fact i delivered it so simply like i wasnt even paying attention to what she was saying really got to her.....she went crazy red though haha
didnt get a chance to go out with her thoughanother regret.
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.