She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
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.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
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...
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.
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
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
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.