That made me laugh so hard!Originally posted by kyanite
Me: :trouble:
French Faggots: :cheer: :rock:![]()
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.
That made me laugh so hard!Originally posted by kyanite
Me: :trouble:
French Faggots: :cheer: :rock:![]()
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.
I don't think anybody here actually cares. We're just letting the pinky boys know that they look gay and unmanly. It's a fashion tip.Originally posted by whistler
You guys care about the color of some other guy's shirt?!
You shouldn't even care...
You know why?
Because you shouldn't have time to care.
And because it reeks of anger motivated by, what else, fear...
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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 wouldn't pick out my son's clothes, that's a woman's jobOriginally posted by Happiness Renewed
so when u knock up the girl you got with your pink shirt and the baby is a boy...are u going to dress ur son up in pink too?
... if you have to resort to dressing like an unwashed auto mechanic just to impress a girl, your game is lacking. Some guys will wear a pink shirt over a wifebeater stained with engine oil any day of the week and still get laid. It's not what you wear, it's what's underneath it.As for the guys who are preaching the pink shirt thing, if you have to resort to dressing like a queer guy just to impress a girl, your game is lacking. I'll wear a wifebeater stained with engine oil over a barbie shirt any day of the week and still get laid. It's not what you wear, it's what's underneath it.
Yes, but only with members of the same gender.Some guys will wear a pink shirt over a wifebeater stained with engine oil any day of the week and still get laid.
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.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
lol yeah become a pinky boy to piss off a couple guys on a internet forumOriginally posted by thefonz
I don't wear pink but i'm strongly considering it just to piss you guys off.
My thoughts exactly! If you're contented with yourself and your own style, there is absolutely no reason to hate other people for their tastes. Live and let live.Originally posted by Hound_of_Love
So many posts on this site proclaiming that the most important tenet of the DJ faith is to be secure in yourself and all I'm reading here is an outpouring of insecurity against gays, metrosexuals and pink shirts(!)? Sweet baby Jesus people!
What do you do?Originally posted by Jariel
I'm an artist,
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.