Bonhomme
Master Don Juan
Not sure I'd do her even with her hair, though you really can't tell until you experience the sort of vibe you get from someone in person.
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.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
One of the media outlets (can't remember who) did a survey to women (can't remember their ages) asking which they would prefer most; beauty, money or fame. The majority chose fame!Wyldfire said:She keeps entering and then leaving rehab facilities. It's kinda too bad the press won't leave her alone...it's gotta be hard to sort out her issues when she's under a microscope. Sad, really...
I wouldn't want to be famous at all. I'm already attractive, so I'd take the cold, hard cash. I'd pay off all my bills, buy a house and a camp to go to with the kiddos, get all the kids their own cars and pay for their college, pay for more college for me, start Mutual funds for all of my kids and then start a free intensive rehab program for treating addiction for poor and homeless people. Yep, yep...I could do so much more with the moola.Francisco d'Anconia said:One of the media outlets (can't remember who) did a survey to women (can't remember their ages) asking which they would prefer most; beauty, money or fame. The majority chose fame!![]()
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.
So, you claim.Wyldfire said:I'm already attractive, .
Latinoman said:So, you claim.![]()
That's it. Britney also believes that Pope John Paul II was the devil. Nahhh, she actually thinks that Pope John Paul and Cardinal George Ringo were a couple of guys in a band that played Beatles covers.Wyldfire said:...
Maybe she wants to make a statement like Sinead O'Connor.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
I hope that he gets the damn kid!!! He should, but with how the court system is, I don't know if he will.Francisco d'Anconia said::crackup: You guys know that she signed herself into rehab after getting her buzz. Well, after a single day in (again), she's signed herself out again. K-Fed is trying to get an emergency court hearing to get the kids. Who would have thunk that he was the more stable of the two.
I know, that's the first thing I think of whenever he comes up. And that's the lesser of two evils?comic_relief said:...btw about K-Fed remember when he won the wrestling match against that one wrestler? *slaps head*
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
Maybe it's just me, but I find that alot of people who work in the civil services, cops especially, get off on playing around with their authority.Bonhomme said:It's more like the courts are often unfair, period. I really think a lot of sicko judges get off on committing injustices. Their way of being God for a day.
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.