Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
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.
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.
I'm sure he's slept with good looking girls, just he found one willing to basically do everything for him. you hear what he said? She shaves the hair on his "back sack and crack" every other night for foks sake, gets him beers from the fridge, watched him sleep with other women and she's still madly in love with him. Also notice how cool and calm he remained through the whole ordeal, guys a true don juan whether he acts/looks cheap or not.remotecontrol said:Yeah he is basically being absolutley honest about what he wants as a man.
If its put accross in the right manner...its accepted by women...
AFC guys cant figure this mentality out....they act like Jeremy Kyle...someone who always passifies women...but no doubt secretly wants many women.
He still comes off like a d1ck he4d though...Gangster...whatever...maybe he is...but still a n0b he4d...so i agree that his attitude works but I still dont respect the guy...looks and acts cheap...Id basically run similar game to him but it would look and sound 100 percent different and my women would not be fat or desperate.
Yep, seems the crowd is filled with AFC's or jealous guys which is equally as bad. When I was watching it I couldn't get why they were laughing, i figured anyone that knows at least something about being an alpha or the way of Don Juan would appreciate this guy and understand he's doing it right.Hyper2010 said:Notice at 6:48 ''I really don't know any more''
NB: Notice how Jeremy, Society, audience try and demonise his Alpha behaviour...
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
I was saying that society programmed me to try and get *******s if the chance were to occur, It was actually an AFC move if you analyse it like that. I wasn't aware of social programming, but I am now. Doing what society tells you to do, is generally the exact opposite of how to get ahead.trying to justify doing bad things - by saying everyone else does bad things, and its the only way to get ahead.
EUREKA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!floydb25 said:All he cares about is himself
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.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.