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How to Get a Girl Back July 4, 2007

Posted by The Love Doctor in Dating, Flirtation, Love, Love is War, Relationships, Strategery, The Breakup, The Rebound.
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Here’s a great seven step program to get your ex-girlfriend back.

I think this is pretty spot on my own advice minus step 6.

I would go easy on the 6 or not do it at all.

If you do steps 1-5 + 7 the right way, they’ll want you back anyways and you won’t have to do any of that horrible wooing stuff…

Happy 4th of July!

– The Love Doctor

How to Get a Girl Back
Introduction
Okay, so she made a mistake and dumped you. It’s time to get her back. Your ex-girlfriend won’t stay gone for long once she realizes you are the best thing for her. But you need to keep your cool. Here’s how to get a girl back after a breakup:
Instructions
Difficulty: Moderate
Steps

Step One
Play it cool. Act like you are okay with her decision to leave. Don’t behave like a pathetic, blubbering mess of desperation. Be the person she wants to be with.

Step Two
Live your life. When she sees that the grass is greener on your side of the fence, she will want to return to you.

Step Three
Ignore her, but not completely. Don’t answer the phone on the first ring if she calls, and try to seem like you are busy if she suggests meeting. Don’t let on if you are moping around the house for her to love you again.

Step Four
See other people. Jealousy is a powerful emotion. Once she sees you with other girls, she may start feeling territorial.

Step Five
If you run into her at a party, act casual. Smile a lot (but don’t seem smug). Make her laugh. Remind her of the person she used to want to be with. Don’t act like an ex. Act like an old flame she never should have left.

Step Six
Woo her–that is, if the casual act isn’t speeding things along quickly and you’ve already made some headway. If you know she’s a sucker for romance, wait until the time is right and begin showering her with gifts and attention. Be creative, not clingy. Only begin Operation Woo Her Back once you have your foot in the door. Don’t go straight from violent breakup to guitar strumming outside her window.

Step Seven
Maintain contact with your mutual friends. That way, when she asks them, “How is doing?” they’ll be able to say, “Oh, he’s great. We hang out sometimes, and he’s tons of fun. Why did you ever leave him?” (link)

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The Last Kiss: What Do You Do When You Have It All…………..But You’re Not Sure It’s Enough? July 3, 2007

Posted by The Love Doctor in Cheating, Flirtation, Love, Love is War, Relationships, Strategery, The Love Equation, You Tubes of Love.
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That is the question posed and answered by “The Last Kiss.”

A really great movie about that “what if” question everybody in a long-term relationship with somebody great…still asks themselves…..sometimes.

Is it good enough…to be my last kiss….ever?

Amy Winehouse’s “Fuck Me Pumps” July 1, 2007

Posted by The Love Doctor in Dating, Dating Zen Masters, Flirtation, Just Damn Funny, Love is War, More Money More Problems, Music, Relationships, Sex, Strategery, The Love Equation, You Tubes of Love.
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This song is an amazing piece of art by Amy Winehouse (from her first basically unknown album) that is the funniest and yet most poetic ridicule of the video hoe golddigger lifestyle.

These lyrics are at least on par with and likely better than Kanye West’s in Golddigger. Read the lyrics below, listen to the song, and for that matter, watch the (albeit low budget upcoming artist level) video for the song.

One of the funniest songs I’ve ever heard….down with golddiggers everywhere!!!

AMY WINEHOUSE
Fuck Me Pumps

When you walk in the bar,
And you dressed like a star,
Rockin’ your F me pumps.

And the men notice you,
With your Gucci bag crew,
Can’t tell who he’s lookin’ to.

Cuz you all look the same,
Everyone knows your name,
And that’s you whole claim to fame.

Never miss a night,
Cuz your dream in life,
Is to be a footballers wife.

You don’t like players,
That’s what you say-a,
But you really wouldn’t mind a millionaire.

You don’t like ballers,
They don’t do nothing for ya,
But you’d love a rich man six foot two or taller.

You’re more than a fan,
Lookin’ for a man,
But you end up with one-nights-stands.

He could be your whole life,
If you got past one night,
But that part never goes right.

In the morning you’re vexed,
He’s onto the next,
And you didn’t even get no taste.

Don’t be too upset,
If they call you a skank,
Cuz like the news everyday you get pressed.

You don’t like players,
That’s what you say-a,
But you really wouldn’t mind a millionaire.

Or them big balers,
Don’t do nothing for ya.
But you’d love a rich man six foot two or taller,

You can’t sit down right,
Cuz you jeans are too tight,
And your lucky its ladies night.

With your big empty purse,
Every week it gets worse,
At least your breasts cost more than hers.

So you did Miami,
Cuz you got there for free,
But somehow you missed the plane.

You did too much E,
Met somebody,
And spent the night getting cane.

Without girls like you,
There’d be no fun,
We’d go to the club and not see anyone.

Without girls like you,
There’s no nightlife,
All those just go home to their wives.

Don’t be mad at me,
Cuz your brushing thirty,
And your old tricks no longer work.

You should have known from the job,
That you always get dumped,
So dust off your fuck me pum

Find A Way June 29, 2007

Posted by The Love Doctor in Dating, Dating Zen Masters, Flirtation, Just Damn Funny, Love is War, Relationships, Strategery, The Love Equation, You Tubes of Love.
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This song is my personal theme song for dating in NYC. If you don’t know A Tribe Called Quest (which would be sad), watch the video to “Find a Way” and listen to the inspirational dating lyrics.

Flirtation Defined April 7, 2007

Posted by The Love Doctor in Flirtation.
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What is flirtation? One might say that it is behavior leading another to believe that sexual intimacy is possible, while preventing that possibility from becoming a certainty. In other words, flirting is a promise of sexual intercourse without a guarantee. – Kundera