Smooth Player 056
Master Don Juan
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Casino your so smooth you actually ditched ugly girls. He should be a Grand Master DJ.
She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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.
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.
Err... they probably thought you had a nasty accident or something.. you were just driving along and then suddenly went missing?? They'll be like WTF?!??These UG's have been calling me all morning. Damn, this incident happened friday night and I haven't even talked to here...I figured she would get the point. ![/B]
what goes around comes around...Originally posted by Casino
I tried to post this last night but the board was down.
Anyways, I have this UG1 chick call me out of the blue. Shes like 19 and I used to work with her. Definitely an UG1/FB1. A horrbile concoction.
So she asks me to meet her and her hot friend in the parking lot and go back to their dads house where it would be just the 3 of us.
My plan was to try and get head from this hot chick.
So I get to the location and see these two chicks riding around the parking lot on bikes. I could spot the fat chick from the road. I was more concerned with the hot friend.
At any rate I drive into the parking lot and see the supposed "hot friend" well, she was better then the UG1 but not by much. Maybe a 3 or 4. So they tell me to follow them on the bikes to the house and I told her I would.
So I start following them and as soon as I get on the main road I floored my ride and got the hell out of dodge and went sarging.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
Originally posted by jprjrjr
That's just disrespectful. You wouldn't like it if two hot chicks ditched your ass, but you think it's ok to do to other people? It would have been on thing if they had been rude to you, but ditching out just because they're ugly? That's B.S.
You could have stopped, and made an excuse about something you had to do. By doing what you did, you just showed you're a class less azzhole.
Originally posted by MacDiddy
Fuglies always have long memories... just remember that
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
You beat me to it!!Originally posted by StringShredder
Ugly chicks are still plugged into the female intelligence service, a communication network that spreads information about guys. So be good to ugly chicks.
Could also be said to be a challenge, and intruging. Women can't stay away from the jerks - you do know that, right? Nothing wrong with being a jerk sometimesOriginally posted by Good_ol_boy
You beat me to it!!
Fuglies talk to HB10's whether you know it or not. Guess what's going on with your rep!
this reminds me of that John Wayne quote someone uses around here. hows it go?OR
You could have just bagged both their heads, banged em, and been done with it - then you still get your pu$$y, they dont get their feelings hurt, and you just go along your way after that ....
L8rs
-TxCowboy