YawataNoKami
Master Don Juan
- Joined
- May 10, 2013
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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.
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.
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.
Wow a nuthugger /labiahugger. She ain't all that my friend , without the jujitsu 101 she is nothing. I guaranteed you after this she will be beat every single time.no, she's not. Just watch. She's never had the size weight advantage, she's fast, tenacious and smart. Now that she's been forced to realize her weakness, she'll fix it. She's got the time, money and incentive to do so.
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.
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.
Her corner should've instructed her to get her down. She took a bunch of damage trying to hang in there with Helm.Yep, people forget she won several of her first fights with a simple takedown-mount-arm bar, just basic jits 101.
Her boring fighting was ok for a while because she's hot, but there is pressure on every fighter to be entertaining. People buy tickets and ppv to see punches and kicks, not boring-ass grappling. Rhonda out-boxed a few weaker opponents in recent events, and must have gotten the obviously incorrect idea that she could spar with a champion boxer. I would blame her trainers for letting her get that impression. Her stand-up sucks. She looks like a little monkey bouncing around the cage. And it's her trainer's job to tell her that. All she had to do was take the fight to the ground, and she would have won easily. But she was too vain, stupid, poorly trained, or a combination of the three.
Last night was the best thing to happen to Dana White in a long time. He was creaming his pants thinking about the rematch as soon as Rousey started bleeding.
She should've dodged a punch and did her thing in getting in close and taking her down.eventually, you will always run into somebody who can strike well enough that you CANT just take them down. you MUST learn the standup game, especially kicking and evading/blocking kicks.
It's like she was just eating punches...The mistake I noticed most of all was that when Holm punched her Rousey didn't do anything of either parry, dodge, block or respond... she just let Holm ramp up the damage to her. It's stuff you learn when you first start training and a really basic mistake.
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.