MrWood
Master Don Juan
my resp was sarcastic...
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.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
I think having a thick, hard d1ck that can fvck real hard is even more important than muscles. Unfortunately, unless you get the muscles, you may never get the chance to showcase your skills in the bedroom.Im 189 cm but live in one of the tallest countries in the world so get zero pssy thrown at me for this. Still, the most important thing is to be muscular by far. Have been absolutely shocked at how short you can be as a man and get laid with hot girls and even have them for girlfriends for years and years. Sometimes you can even be as short as they are.
Doing this will only ruin your life, also when a woman finds out you did this she will think you are pathetic
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.
Your upper muscles will open the "possibility" ( to a certain degree ) to use your lower muscle.Unfortunately, unless you get the muscles, you may never get the chance to showcase your skills in the bedroom.
Can't comment on that one, never slept with guys,,,,,,but I wondering, how do you know that for fact ,,,,I know for a fact that having muscles has zero correlation to a guys skills in bed
Because of the next sentence after the one you quoted. Girls told me.Can't comment on that one, never slept with guys,,,,,,but I wondering, how do you know that for fact ,,,,,,, lol.
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.
Tell me in plain English how you think I should "veer back on course."Reading Frogman's threads are like watching a train-wreck in slow motion. So much potential, yet no way to veer him back on the right course to avoid a fatal collision with life.
Prob. happen. He's going to turn himself into Cyborg Superman.I want to see Richard become a cyborg by 2020.
Your priorities in life are wrong. Yes, fvck women, but they way you are doing it is with no substance. Again, aside from cvmming all over them, what do you get out of it?Tell me in plain English how you think I should "veer back on course."
Cause I'm in a strip club right now and it's like most people on here are naive to the fact that money is what they want most.
What does ANYONE get out of it?Your priorities in life are wrong. Yes, fvck women, but they way you are doing it is with no substance. Again, aside from cvmming all over them, what do you get out of it?
Nobody's naive to the fact that women like money. You're just hyper-sensitive to it cause the women YOU PERSONALLY DEAL WITH the most don't earn paychecks in their industry.....they have men handing them cash.Cause I'm in a strip club right now and it's like most people on here are naive to the fact that money is what they want most.
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.
Connection/bond. Using a woman as a masturbation source seems a bit empty and hallow.What does ANYONE get out of it?
girl were paid to say that, you payed them to say itGirls told me.
What if I don't need them for that?Connection/bond. Using a woman as a masturbation source seems a bit empty and hallow.
All women use men. It's called Hypergamy. Without a connection with a woman and you just use them as a masturbation device, you will go crazy and become depressed at life. Oh, wait, this is now.What if I don't need them for that?
And if I tried, they would just use me.
So they can use me, but I can't use them?All women use men. It's called Hypergamy. Without a connection with a woman and you just use them as a masturbation device, you will go crazy and become depressed at life. Oh, wait, this is now.
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.