DJ_in_making
Master Don Juan
Fun game....
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.
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.
Those games rocked.Originally posted by italostud
Never played it, but I was into all of those old school computer games. Commander keen, police quest, kings quest, and a ton of other old school sierra computer games.
You did... sort of. They all required you to accomplish a certain thing... like one chick wanted a credit card. So you do all this stuff to steal someone's credit card, and then she has sex with you on the beach (you don't really see much, just flesh-colored pixels). But in the middle of it, a crab gets on your genitals and you jump up and dance around and try to get this giant crab off you, and she gets disgusted because you supposedly have crabs.I forget if you ever got to have sex with any girls in the games though.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
which one is that? I wanna play it.....Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
Those games rocked.
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#4? I'm not sure. Something about Passionate Patty or something?Originally posted by DJ_in_making
which one is that? I wanna play it.....
dude i think liesure suit larry is on xbox. its like that new playboy game.Originally posted by BigDawg
Yeah, about 15 years ago. Back then, the computer graphics for the game weren't all that great. I don't remember much about it now, though.
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.
I only played one of them but the games of those days rocked. Much more escapist fun than all of this ultraviolent, ultrarealistic GTA derivative junk that's out now. I wish they would collect all these old Sierra Games (Space Quest, LSL, Kings Quest,ect) into collector's packs but there is the usual problem of Windows probably not being able to run old DOS games.Originally posted by DJ_in_making
Fun game....
Dude, go to any specialty software store (a place NOT like best buy or circuit city) and dig into the bargain bin with all the old diskette games. There's some real classics.Originally posted by Yotsuya-san
I only played one of them but the games of those days rocked. Much more escapist fun than all of this ultraviolent, ultrarealistic GTA derivative junk that's out now. I wish they would collect all these old Sierra Games (Space Quest, LSL, Kings Quest,ect) into collector's packs but there is the usual problem of Windows probably not being able to run old DOS games.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
Specialty Stores that aren't national chains like Gamestop or Electronics Boutique (where the average employees and staff are too young to remember these classic games let alone have them anywhere in the store) have become almost nonexistent so it's gotten much harder to find vintage games.Originally posted by Create Reality
Dude, go to any specialty software store (a place NOT like best buy or circuit city) and dig into the bargain bin with all the old diskette games. There's some real classics.
I agree with you on games from the day are much more escapist fun. It's the kind of imagination put into making them compared with today's market; which has little if any imagination. Those games had zanieness and wackyness (is zanieness a word?)
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.