Plinco
Master Don Juan
Young, and not too stupid or too fat.
"The Coffee Shop Girl You Never Spoke To"
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
Why have standards?
- Thread starter EyeOnThePrize
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"I just moved here from Florida."
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.
backseatjuan
Banned
@EyeOnThePrize
Me know what you saying. There was this time I smashed this fat btch. It was a what we call bluatka, she and her daughter, me, mu two boys. One of them stuck a dck into her mouth while she was in driver seat. I wanted her daighter, a 5, but mom, a 4, wanted me. So me as a man’s man go fck her in the ass while my boy was froliking with daighter.
It feels likesht.
He is fcking her down stairs and I’m fcking her ass up stairs. And I can’t cvm.
Fck that.
Yes, there have to be standarts.
Me know what you saying. There was this time I smashed this fat btch. It was a what we call bluatka, she and her daughter, me, mu two boys. One of them stuck a dck into her mouth while she was in driver seat. I wanted her daighter, a 5, but mom, a 4, wanted me. So me as a man’s man go fck her in the ass while my boy was froliking with daighter.
It feels likesht.
He is fcking her down stairs and I’m fcking her ass up stairs. And I can’t cvm.
Fck that.
Yes, there have to be standarts.