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Don Juan
hahahaha funny convo.. funny bcoz it makes no sense!
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.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
I love you too man! HahahahahOriginally posted by Centaurion
Thats exactly the reason why I've deleted and blocked all the 'DJs' on my MSN list (I speak to a few old timers though).
I agree w/ you man. I'd be too scared to message this guy ever..Originally posted by Duke
Alright, dude, he was just trying to make conversation. Yeah, maybe he was being a little awkward about it, but you were being rude and pissy to him for no reason.
Like when you said "You're cool." That was just a mean-spirited AMOG. WTF.
The part where it started getting a little weird was when he said "It is good you talk. I am glad you talk." That was pretty needy of him. You should have told him that what he just said was needy and tried to explain to him why neediness is bad and how he can get rid of it.
But instead, you just called him strange. He probably already holds that belief about himself, and you've just reinforced it. Good job.
Don't bother talking to any more guys who need help, because you obviously get off on the superiority trip and would rather have a laugh at their expense than actually try to help them.
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.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAOriginally posted by DJ4Real
:crackup: :crackup: :crackup: wtf? he must be on some happy gas or something. Weird guy, dude. LoL, he called you sir.
hehe lol you're the only one from this site I speak to.Originally posted by syncmaster
I love you too man! Hahahahah
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.
Nope. You got played by a witty foreigner.Originally posted by AC/DC
HangTen3000: haha! you are so funny
EliteMaster: i thank you i learn from the best
EliteMaster: thats you
Is anyone else terrified? [/B]
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.
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.