Trust us, there was a good reaason *cough*excessivespamming*cough*Originally posted by check_mate_kid_uk
why did he get baned? i noticed he got baned but i never saw a good reason for it!
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.
Trust us, there was a good reaason *cough*excessivespamming*cough*Originally posted by check_mate_kid_uk
why did he get baned? i noticed he got baned but i never saw a good reason for it!
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.
And he's at it again!Originally posted by crazykid
Trust us, there was a good reaason *cough*excessivespamming*cough*
Originally posted by Big-J
And he's at it again!
Should we start the minimum betting at $10 and watch the pot grow, or go a bit higher?![]()
Never thought of that. I've gotta try that after college.Originally posted by diplomatic_lies
If you want to get paid while surfing the DJ forums, just post while you're at work (or working on your business/freelancing).
Hell, that's what I do. Beats Solitaire (I STILL can't beat that stupid piece of sh*t).
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.
Originally posted by diplomatic_lies
If you want to get paid while surfing the DJ forums, just post while you're at work (or working on your business/freelancing).
Hell, that's what I do. Beats Solitaire (I STILL can't beat that stupid piece of sh*t).