Club game is all about looks

"You Can't Argue a Woman Into Liking 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.

Turuwal

Senior Don Juan

Jan 13, 2014

Ahhhhh.... no.

The craziest guy I ever knew was probably no better than a 6.5 and skinny as all f*ck. Him and his bisexual girlfriend used to go out in underground clubs in San Francisco, pick up other women and couples, and bring them back to their room for orgies. They absolutely oozed sexuality, more than any other couple in the club. Before he met his girlfriend he was running 6 FBs.

The thing that set him apart from everyone else was his killer "there's no such thing as tomorrow" attitude.

"She Liked You in March. It's October Now."

Attraction runs on a clock.

She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.

The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."

One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.

Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.