MatureDJ
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"You'll Never Feel READY to Walk Over"
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.
Would you drive your ex to visit her boyfriend?
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"Why Women Dump the Guys Who Try the Hardest"
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
VladPatton
Master Don Juan
You gotta be the biggest beta motherfu...no wait, forget beta, Omega motherfücker, to actually do that. I wonder if he picked up condoms and lube for them as well on the way.
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In English: No!
In Spanish: No!
In Russian: Nyet!
In German: Nein!
In Ebonics: Hell Naw!
In my language: F**k no motherf**ker! Why take the concept of omega male and turn it up to eleven?
Case closed. Get out of my court.
In Spanish: No!
In Russian: Nyet!
In German: Nein!
In Ebonics: Hell Naw!
In my language: F**k no motherf**ker! Why take the concept of omega male and turn it up to eleven?
Case closed. Get out of my court.
"Stop Asking Your Friends What to Text Her"
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
sharkbeat
Master Don Juan
Holy **** that was painful to read.
sodbuster
Master Don Juan
I'd hoped he was getting a Bjay, sad
Justin Time
Don Juan
What the flying fvck is that moron thinking!?!?!? That mofo is afc beta on steroids!!!
comic_relief
Master Don Juan
depends what I would be getting out of all of this...
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taiyuu_otoko
Master Don Juan
I had to read that article twice to make sure it really said what it said.
Here in Japan there's a specific "beta-male" that girls refer to as "ashi-kun" which basically means the guy the use to get rides places.
There's also guys called "meishi-kun" which means guys they get free meals from.
I wonder if the guy in the article cleans out her cream pie when she's finished. Believe it or not, there ARE plenty of guys who are into that sort of thing.
Here in Japan there's a specific "beta-male" that girls refer to as "ashi-kun" which basically means the guy the use to get rides places.
There's also guys called "meishi-kun" which means guys they get free meals from.
I wonder if the guy in the article cleans out her cream pie when she's finished. Believe it or not, there ARE plenty of guys who are into that sort of thing.
"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.