ImTheDoubleGreatest!
Master Don Juan
What was that whole ordeal about? Dude was going crazy.
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.
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.
Been calling everyone *** guzzling faggots. Even those who agreed with him. It was about Donald Trump and he posted it in the main forum. Thread had 4 pages in one day, mostly from him insulting everyone. Then it was locked, but he would reopen it to make a post and relock it. Eventually it got deleted. Now he's banned lolReally? Brad is one of the guys thats been her for a long time, and drop some good game. What was he saying?
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.
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.
As far as I remember, da dynamically claims he is always stone cold sober when he posts.Maybe he drunk spammed like da dynamically lol
I do hope that someone has connected with him in a very real way to make sure that he is legit okay in the head. I say that only because the posting spree was extremely unexpected and out of character for him.@TheVirtualMind I can see 3 plausible explanations.
He wasn't dumb so unless he got hacked he must have known his spree would end in a ban.
- He was always hot headed, good at hiding it and finally blew up.
- He got hacked.
- He grew tired of this forum and was going to quit anyways, thus had no motive to restrain himself anymore.
I didn't think his actions represented the admins and mod team, I don't believe anyone thought that. You guys generally do a good job of moderating the forum without being too strict, that's difficult to accomplish on a forum with such controversial topics.
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.
Politics, race, and religion. Those are the big 3 no-no categories. Learned that the hard way lolpolitics and religon
never discuss it with strangers
as someone who struggled with this my adult life, a little humility goes a long way. he had none
Mostly Von and ChristopherColumbus. He still flamed me and a few others a little bit too though. Work prsssures probably got to him lolWow I must have missed a hell of a thread.
What did he say? Who did he attack?
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.