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'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.
Thanks man, I'm actually in Vegas quite a bit for UFC events. Also moving to Tempe so i'll be even closer.Fallen33 said:You are doing REALLY good dude. You seem to be a bit of a natural. Just noticed that you are in So. Cali. if you ever plan on taking a weekend trip to Vegas, definetly hit me up. We'll go sarge.
Also MAD PROPS for getting dome in the freezer. Fvcking hilarious.
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.
Of course that's what I meant :yes:Create Reality said:But Dude! It's a HB5Chubby. You lose! :crackup:
I think by HB5 you meant HeftyBabe5, right?
It seems that girls are just DYING to be swept off their feet by someone with DJ skills who knows what they are doing, i'm sure you'll be fine!green69 said:God damn, I'm supposed to be studying but I got caught up for 30 minutes reading this thread. Good job dude!
I really like your confident style. The scenario where you just grabbed that girl and then she sucked you off is a perfect example. You could've beat around the bush, wait for her to follow through - but instead you just made it happen.
It's given me so much more confidence. I don't have 1/2 the game as you I'm prolly not as good looking either but who cares? It's not that hard to get dates etc., especially when girls are giving you obvious signs of interest.
You just gotta go for it, like you've been doing and it's gone well so far.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
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.
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.