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Master Don Juan
yo crotch sniffer, dont try to play me ni99a i'll herb you too
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
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.
You have the nerve to call somebody a camel stroking....your all the same ilk to me...why don't you go find your magic carpet and fly the fawk back to ya desert.Originally posted by Starman
How quaint, a chronic masturbator/self proclaimed ladies man, A black poster boy for depends and a well oiled, camel stroking humperdink all going at it
let me know when the party gets started
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
whatever, boyeeee, my posts are NEVA as long as Played Outs posts....
Originally posted by iqqi
grabs Giggy be his ear, and smacks him with her 13 inch c0ck>
well babygirl, anytime you want a private photo of what I'm working with I will try to fit it into a photo and send it to ya.Originally posted by iqqi
player sardine, you know what they say about men with long posts....
trying to er, em, make up for something else???
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.
you heard wrongOriginally posted by Player_Supreme
Now I hear your working with a set of double AA's
hahahahahahahahha!!!! that was funny!!!And one more thing Iggsta my nigsta
Scratches head in confusion at Iqqi's ****.Originally posted by iqqi
whatever, boyeeee, my posts are NEVA as long as Played Outs posts....
<grabs Giggy be his ear, and smacks him with her 13 inch c0ck>
Er.....do you mean "reeks?"Originally posted by DJ Jr.
This thread just wreaks of intelligence...
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.
And there it is - what Crotch Sniffer says to his mirror every morning.No wonder the chicks run away at the sight of you.
You are a waste of human flesh.
You will never be a DJ. EVER. So just give up already. Stay home. Watch a bunch of Star Trek marathons and collect fukking comics till you are 47.
Throughout these lonely years, get used to that hand of yours because it is the only thing in the world that could possibly be seduced by someone as retarded, smelly and physically repulsive as you.
You truly disgust me in every way imaginable.
I see you jumped on this post pretty fast.Originally posted by PlayerSupreme
Still sifting through the rubble huh joey
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.