YawataNoKami
Master Don Juan
- Joined
- May 10, 2013
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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.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.