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.
So true. Is it any wonder that the decent looking girls think they're so great?Dust 2 Dust said:The sad thing is she appears on 47 guys favorites list. This pretty much shows you how desperate/lack of standards some guys have. Even the whales will have an army of AFC's telling her she's beautiful. The picture of her in the blue dress made me want to hurl.
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.
I have to believe most those guys just favorited her page so they can show their friends later and laugh.Dust 2 Dust said:The sad thing is she appears on 47 guys favorites list. This pretty much shows you how desperate/lack of standards some guys have. Even the whales will have an army of AFC's telling her she's beautiful. The picture of her in the blue dress made me want to hurl.
Take it from me, if she's riding cowgirl, you'll be more worried about being able to breathe than what her pvssy feels like :nervous:speakeasy said:And a fat chics pvssy ain't going to feel any different on the inside than a normal woman's.
More than a ****ing whale.oakraiderz2 said:I wonder how much she weighs cause DAAAAMN!
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.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DbStNaB9LE0speakeasy said:I'd just be curious to know what it's like for the hell of it,
Haha it's a monster vagina with claws and sh*t. Eww!Desert Fox said:wow she is a land whale. not even human. i wonder how long i gotta dig into her fat to find her infested vagina UGGGHHHH GROSS
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.
speakeasy said:I have to believe most those guys just favorited her page so they can show their friends later and laugh.
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As much as I'd like to believe this I don't buy it. I don't think 47 guys would addy a cow on their profile favorites for sh1ts and giggles. I bet this whale has a dozen AFC's messaging her everyday.
You know what they say, fat chicks are like owning a seagway. Fun to ride but you don't want your friends to know about them.speakeasy said:I have to believe most those guys just favorited her page so they can show their friends later and laugh.
I would fvck a fat chic though if I could do it without having to take her out in public and anyone knowing about it. I'd just be curious to know what it's like for the hell of it, though not one as fat as her. Maybe one half that size I would. When you think about it, that should be easy pvssy. And a fat chics pvssy ain't going to feel any different on the inside than a normal woman's.
I thought it was moped, Segways are sort of cool. I know guys who like "plump" chicks but I only met one guy in my life who was into huge fat (black in his case) women, and he was a 75 year old weirdo.AaJ321 said:You know what they say, fat chicks are like owning a seagway. Fun to ride but you don't want your friends to know about them.![]()
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But no I can't truthfully say that from experience.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.