THA REALNESS
Banned
Suprised my name wasn't up there.
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.
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.
That is so gross man. Who the f*uck thinks up these wierd sexual things bruh???Originally posted by Zephyrus
Crotch Sniffer,
You little attention wh*re... I'd take you straight to the ground and piss in your ass you lil flamer.
Originally posted by http://carcino.gen.nz/images/image.php/463c5922/arguing.jpg
Arguing on the internet is like
running in the Special Olympics
Even if you win,
you're still retarded.
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.
yeah! hahahhahahahahahahha! that's awesome! hahahahahahha!.......SHVT THE FVCK UP you maggot eating, fudge packing, shlt wad. Who the h3ll pulled your string anyway?Originally posted by killerasp
dont you all just love free speech! hahahah
Uhh Drive by...yeah your nose looks like an acidental drive by shooting...and they used the heel of somebody's foot to glue back on in it's place.Originally posted by Starman
Baldilocks Supreme,
Dont feel so bad you didnt make it to this elite list, you ancestors couldnt even get on Schindlers list
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.
Oooo, a know-it-all!!!Originally posted by Crotch Sniffer
As for you dear reader, if you have gotten this far in my post than it only proves that you are a drama queen with nothing better to do in your life. Hence you are a pathetic loser as well and my superiority rating just went up to 99.999%!
Conclusion - You know nothing and I know everything!
Like I said, you are insignificant! THA REALNESSOriginally posted by THA REALNESS
Suprised my name wasn't up there.
I´d flame ya, but your poor grammar does a much better job revealing how completely stupid and incoherent you are. Kudos to you, dumbass!Originally posted by Got Lice erm..I mean Hot IceooooOOOOohh **** you mother****in idiot you ***** **** who isn't a **** talking to me as the ****! I beat your ***** ass up to that damn tree hanging from your small ass nutsacs so you learn there hanging from your **** some ****ing manners that your ****ty ***** mother couldn't teach you ****ing stupid *****-**** while some pigeons **** on your ****ing sorry ass!
Oh..Okay LEGOLAS. Why dont you go and play with your Lord of the Rings action figures and let the big boys talk about grown up things for awhile?Originally posted by legolas
Oooo, a know-it-all!!!
Geez, I thought the my-d*ck-is-bigger-then-yours conversations went out of vogue in seventh grade.
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
Well AssCrumb/DingleCherries.Originally posted by AC/DC
Hey Crotch Sniffer: YUO HAVE TINY BALLS!!!11
I ARE HAVE LARGE ONES!!!11 GET OF THEM!!
Pretty funny intro. Nice work there, scored one point.Originally posted by Starfag
Im sorry Crotch lips,
Ehhh, not bad but not great. A sign that your well is drying up!no points earned.Originally posted by Starfag
I had no idea you really wore a scrotum sack on each of your chicken pinwheel ears.
I truly apologize if I have somehow made fun of any physical deformity you might have.
I knew it couldnt last. WEAK as hell! Does your little sister help you with your posts, doofus? Minus one point!Originally posted by Starfag
but as far as flaming, take it back to the 5th grade, son. Ive taken sh1ts in boots that came out more creative and artisitic than your posts.
Woah. Sorry I insulted your sister man. Even a small child is capable of a better diss than this. Minus another point for the StellarMaggot.Originally posted by Starfag
why if you were even near me, I might do you a favor and rip out your spine and clean out my gutters with your tailbone..its the only worthwhile advantage to your existence
Damn, you scored a -3 with this one!Originally posted by Starfag
now go back to shoe shining with your ear wax and tongue, your too sophmoric for my caliber
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.