Digital Mastermind1
Don Juan
DEMON YOU ARE F ING GAY DUDE !!!!!!!!!.
YOU Have disrupted my posts before so you deserve it../..
YOU Have disrupted my posts before so you deserve it../..
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 asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
Laurel Mall.....wow... use to be an old stomping ground of mine... I miss Maryland, and how on a sunny day, it's not uncommon to make a detour to O.C. on your way to work.Originally posted by DJMaC23
The mall was Laurel Mall, where that JCpenny or Sears or whatever closed and that part of the covered parking lot was pretty empty cept for a damn security guard who kept on gettin close to the car...dam ****blockers
Yup, definitely try to get another car besides a stang if your gonna try to get some action in it..
Lol, well right now, you wouldn't be going to Ocean City at all...it's rained for nearly 2 months. The next few days don't look good either...Originally posted by InLawsHateMe
Laurel Mall.....wow... use to be an old stomping ground of mine... I miss Maryland, and how on a sunny day, it's not uncommon to make a detour to O.C. on your way to work.
Haha, that's so trueOriginally posted by comote
you get creative when you both live with parents.
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.
I once masturbated in a NASA confrence room.Originally posted by T.T. Boy
The only interesting stories Demon has are about the places he has masturbated.
Haha. Demon, we don't want to hear about Rosey or her five (or ten if you are ambidexterous (sp?) friends.) I would chime in on my life, but I've only gotten it in the usual place...the bedroom. Nothing wild...yet.Originally posted by T.T. Boy
The only interesting stories Demon has are about the places he has masturbated.
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.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
Simply because some of us have some cool experiences does not mean that we are finished learning DJing skills. Stuff learned on this site has no doubt helped many of the sexually accomplished dudes here. A motivation to help our fellow man and to continue our own learning process keeps us on these forums.Makes you wonder why these playboys even hang around here. They could be knocking boots on top of the sky dome or something.
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.