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.
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 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.
well, I'm cool with an average girl as long as she's got a cute face. In fact the girl I'm seeing is a little "thick" (ie, she has wider shoulders, thicker arms and legs, but overall has the right shape), but she's got a gorgeous face (one of my friends claims she's too hot for me, he just likes busting balls though).Warrior74 said:fvck our opinion. What's yours? If you feeling it, go for it, if not don't. A man doesn't worry about others opinions.
like the tits on the first girl, but not the ass. The other girls were meh.Julian said:As long as they arent think in the waist its all good...just depends on your def. of thickness...a chick whos got blubber and no shape and a gunt... O HELL NAW but a thick chick thats builts like this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R4q3DBbhg_0
hell yeaaa
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.
I say any guy who would give you grief is just a hater because he couldn't get a girl like yoursNewGuy72 said:well, I'm cool with an average girl as long as she's got a cute face. In fact the girl I'm seeing is a little "thick" (ie, she has wider shoulders, thicker arms and legs, but overall has the right shape), but she's got a gorgeous face (one of my friends claims she's too hot for me, he just likes busting balls though).
But I know guys that give other guys grief over going for average girls (ie, not super thin, model types). That's why I was asking you guys for your opinions.
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
Haha I heard fat girls give better head because they have more to prove.Energizer said:I have boned a few fat chicks, nowt wrong with a bit variety and fat chicks are more appreciative of a good old rumble in the jungle and they try harder too.
I like all sorts of women, I don't have preferences, only that they have great personalities and are filthy in bed. Other than that, anything goes.
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.