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.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
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.
Youre not very bright are you? Please define what "dressing black" consists of...continue to make ignorant comments.BBX said:i know i know im sorry, my prefrence. if u want black girls dress black or hell u don't even need to do that.
Sooo...youre biologically predisposed to only like white girls? Some of you people need to pay attention in school or something.its just not physically in my blood to like any other girls
Even you're damage control mode isn't too flash.BBX said:i know i know im sorry, my prefrence. if u want black girls dress black or hell u don't even need to do that. also, not all black girls are "ghetto", some of them are just chilled out and down to earth so yea thats a better choice imo.
Actually oak, some people really DO have some biological preference in them. Go check out the South to see that.oakraiderz2 said:Sooo...youre biologically predisposed to only like white girls? Some of you people need to pay attention in school or something.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
oh really. if the tables were turned... i'd date/marry a rich 68 year old chick who does suicidal stunts too... they're chances of dying are doubled: old-age... or breaking some bones.wayword said:This topic is older than dirt. Girls like the "bad boys" in every race. Hardly confined to just the Black one.
You know "Evel" Knievel has slept with over 2000 women? He's 68 now and his latest gf is 29!
Why? Because he's an idiot who breaks his bones jumping over things on a motorcycle! Whom most women would also consider extremely misogynistic (but we'd consider highly REALISTIC) in his views. And women just can't resist that.
Wouldnt that be moreless a sociocultural influence rather than biological? Ive never heard that people are born attracted to one race, maybe im just ignorant. Something proving otherwise would suffice.Eternal said:Actually oak, some people really DO have some biological preference in them. Go check out the South to see that.
Eh, you are probably right. Anyway, onto the point.oakraiderz2 said:Wouldnt that be moreless a sociocultural influence rather than biological? Ive never heard that people are born attracted to one race, maybe im just ignorant. Something proving otherwise would suffice.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.