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This follows the "game" rule that to get a hot babe, an "HB," you have to cut her down.

Make her feel bad about herself and insecure, so that when you come back with a semi-compliment, she'll be relieved that even though she has bad hair or bad nails or is a bit overweight, a man still wants her.

Don’t think of it as a game Approaching the whole thing as if it is an actual game and you “win” by getting the most girls’ numbers is at best childish, at worst just plain sleazy. If it’s supposed to make us feel special, I'm sorry to say that it has the opposite effect. Don’t suggest you both “go get a coffee” Unless you live in some small, rural village, where loitering is an enriching and commonplace pastime, people are never free to just “go get a coffee”. Don’t waffle This is not to say you should bound over and immediately demand a number; but commenting on how her patterned jumper reminds you of The Killing, and then talking about your recent trip to Copenhagen for 15 minutes without pausing for breath, is not the biggest turn on in the world. Don’t come on too strong If you’ve managed to engage in conversation, talk normally for a bit and obtain a real-life phone number, firstly, well done sir! You now need to be the tiniest bit cool – you've already shown you are very, very, very interested.

Remember that any woman you talk to is, in fact, a human being – not merely a faceless conquest to be dragged into a giant pissing contest between you and some idiots on an internet forum. Don’t look like you’re about to vomit You may be a tad nervous, and this is perfectly natural. Don’t speak in clichés “I don’t normally do this, but …” Maybe you really don’t normally do this. If someone is standing somewhere they WILL be waiting for a friend/train/ex-boyfriend for an awkward post break-up drink. Texting her 30 seconds after meeting, then, seems a little full-on.

student named Jon had mentioned , and was demonstrating how it worked by means of “The Cube” routine, where you ask a woman to imagine a box standing in the desert, and you tell her about herself based on how she describes it.

I've noticed a pattern emerging in recent years with the menfolk of Great Britain. After all, you get to a certain age and the options are limited to a) whatever weird friends of friends are left, b) stumbling around nightclubs and demanding to see an id before you even swap names lest your potential conquest be studying for their A-levels, or c) internet dating.

At first I thought it must be down to American sitcoms or a new, incredibly pedestrian Punk'd-style series featuring normal people. A stream of disappointing “better on paper” meetings that never live up to their promise.

Here is the gist of what some of them said (I am not quoting, just giving the general idea) -- "Is that a wig?

Oh well, it still looks kind of real." "You don't look like you work out, but that outfit hides it well." "I don't usually like acrylic nails but yours look ok." The pick-up artist technique is to throw a cut, a jab, and then a sort of a redeeming comment.

But, no, it turns out to be a result of a phenomenon known as “day gaming” – the art of picking up unsuspecting girls in the middle of the day, usually in a public place. You're beautiful.” He blurts out the last bit as if expecting to be slapped across the face with a wet haddock. I think it would be glorious to live in a world where you could feel free to amble up to someone you liked the look of and get chatting.

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