Golden Arms
Master Don Juan
noway; what about Steak n Shake and Denny's ?Originally posted by penkitten
mmm sliders.....
the only place open at 4am around here
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.
noway; what about Steak n Shake and Denny's ?Originally posted by penkitten
mmm sliders.....
the only place open at 4am around here
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.
steak and shake i dont really care forOriginally posted by Golden Arms
noway; what about Steak n Shake and Denny's ?
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.
mmmm krystals with cheese and mustard and a pickle, and a corn pup mmmmmOriginally posted by sstype
After reading this thread, I popped in Harold and Kumar into my DVD player.
I fell asleep after watching it.
The next morning, the first thing I did was drive to Krystal Burger (southeast equivalent to WC) and indulged myself with the unhealthiest food one could imagine.
But as Harold said,
"MAN, that hit the spot!"
Until next week....