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The Count
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The guys with potential will listen to the wise words I have posted. The ones who *DON'T* get it will continue on the same dead-end path...
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.
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.
most won't understand how you come off being such an authoritan on the subject coming on here like some big swingy d!ck acting as if the site owes you some sort of reconition for your eye opening epiphany.The Count said:The guys with potential will listen to the wise words I have posted. The ones who *DON'T* get it will continue on the same dead-end path...
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.
Perhaps but the credibility factor may drop because someone chose to create a new account to post this instead of using their regular account. Makes you wonder what he's afraid of.KarmaSutra said:Count Choc is blunt but he has a point . . .
The Count said:It's going down Titanic style.
I've never seen so much over-analyzing in one forum. Approach journals, 50 hellos, etc. Give me a break, that's weak. The real problem in here is simple - most of the people in here are LOSERS. It's the honest truth. They sit on their PC's every weekend eating Cheetos and drinking soda, and they wonder why they don't have a girlfriend. They wonder why the guy with a car and a job has a pretty girl. It's not rocket science people. Maybe if most of you weren't shut-ins, you'd have better success. Take a normal guy for example. He sees a hot girl in the checkout lane and thinks "Damn I'm going in her line." Take the guy from this site and what happens? Nothing. The knees start to buckle instantly. He's so used to the comforts of World of Warcraft he can't fathom the idea of standing next to an attractive female. Here's a friendly hint - forget the "DJ Bible". It's composed by a bunch of Monday morning quarterbacks who have the same phobia you do.
You people would rather analyze the looks/personality debate all night than trying to go outside in the real world and ask a girl out (which I guarantee rarely happens on the site). Someone's plane who's about to slam into the earth isn't as scared most of you guys.
Stop writing down your approaches. Stop reading the Bible. It's just increasing your anxiety. Take a big league hitter who's struggling at the plate. What's happening? He's thinking too much, he's not having fun. Remember that.
I have to go feed my bats. Ah-ah-ah...
:cheer:Well, whoever you were before you got banned, welcome back.
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.
You have a point. However, I think this place is fine in moderation. If you go out and talk to a bunch of girls, then report back here every so often then thats fine (I think/hope thats what most people here do). Where people go awry is when they have spent more time reading posts than talking to girls. Analyzing situations really can help people understand and fix mistakes though.The Count said:It's going down Titanic style.
I've never seen so much over-analyzing in one forum. Approach journals, 50 hellos, etc. Give me a break, that's weak. The real problem in here is simple - most of the people in here are LOSERS. It's the honest truth. They sit on their PC's every weekend eating Cheetos and drinking soda, and they wonder why they don't have a girlfriend. They wonder why the guy with a car and a job has a pretty girl. It's not rocket science people. Maybe if most of you weren't shut-ins, you'd have better success. Take a normal guy for example. He sees a hot girl in the checkout lane and thinks "Damn I'm going in her line." Take the guy from this site and what happens? Nothing. The knees start to buckle instantly. He's so used to the comforts of World of Warcraft he can't fathom the idea of standing next to an attractive female. Here's a friendly hint - forget the "DJ Bible". It's composed by a bunch of Monday morning quarterbacks who have the same phobia you do.
You people would rather analyze the looks/personality debate all night than trying to go outside in the real world and ask a girl out (which I guarantee rarely happens on the site). Someone's plane who's about to slam into the earth isn't as scared most of you guys.
Stop writing down your approaches. Stop reading the Bible. It's just increasing your anxiety. Take a big league hitter who's struggling at the plate. What's happening? He's thinking too much, he's not having fun. Remember that.
I have to go feed my bats. Ah-ah-ah...
Mmmmmmm cheetos gahhhhh.The Count said:It's going down Titanic style.
I've never seen so much over-analyzing in one forum. Approach journals, 50 hellos, etc. Give me a break, that's weak. The real problem in here is simple - most of the people in here are LOSERS. It's the honest truth. They sit on their PC's every weekend eating Cheetos and drinking soda, and they wonder why they don't have a girlfriend. They wonder why the guy with a car and a job has a pretty girl. It's not rocket science people. Maybe if most of you weren't shut-ins, you'd have better success. Take a normal guy for example. He sees a hot girl in the checkout lane and thinks "Damn I'm going in her line." Take the guy from this site and what happens? Nothing. The knees start to buckle instantly. He's so used to the comforts of World of Warcraft he can't fathom the idea of standing next to an attractive female. Here's a friendly hint - forget the "DJ Bible". It's composed by a bunch of Monday morning quarterbacks who have the same phobia you do.
You people would rather analyze the looks/personality debate all night than trying to go outside in the real world and ask a girl out (which I guarantee rarely happens on the site). Someone's plane who's about to slam into the earth isn't as scared most of you guys.
Stop writing down your approaches. Stop reading the Bible. It's just increasing your anxiety. Take a big league hitter who's struggling at the plate. What's happening? He's thinking too much, he's not having fun. Remember that.
I have to go feed my bats. Ah-ah-ah...
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.