TonyBaloney
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dont remind me Alpha - did 70 quid driving London to Sussex and back....thank god I'm gonna get a 1l for long journeys and keep the beast for local jobs (and ***** 
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
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.
If a guy is dealing with a chick over the age of 21, and she's STILL more into the car than she is HIM, then he has bigger issues to deal with than her vehicular preference. The first thing he should probably do is reevaluate his choice in women.Do girls really go for guys with nice cars?
That's some truth between the lines.Duffdog said:I don't think anyone in this thread has mentioned a "nice" car yet.
I wonder why nobody mentioned driving a Bugatti. Or at least a Rolls Royce/ Lambo!
In the SF bay area-- "nice" starts at 100k. Most cute girls drive brand new IS250/350 or a brand new BMW M3 or on the peninsula, a C300. Also brand new. No american cars allowed, as those are for poor losers. Its interesting to note that most of these women who own these cars know all the sub models and numbers of those cars because they have enough money to actually buy one. So, if you drive a CL63 Brabus-- the girls will notice, and probably try to sleep with you because they know exactly how much they cost and can estimate your worth.
You must be from that part of California. I've never been to that state in my life, but most women out there know there's lots of rich folk, and they (the women) do their research. Most women out there probably married well (I could be wrong) and see lots of NEW high end cars. In Atlanta, guys who have Bentleys typically buy them used, which is a good 50k, 36k for a used 2004 Maserati Quattroporte.
In janky places across the US, I could see people not knowing what a 10 year old lexus looks like and being impressed by it. In fact, right across the bay in Oakland you will find many used hacked up lexus cars turned into ghetto rides with huge stupid wheels and shiny things bolted on.
I'm from New Orleans, and it's no different. People there have Range Rovers and live in the Projects/ the hood! Atlanta goes for the reverse, 2002 Camry/ Accord/ Altima parked in front of a nice house.
The point is, saying that a woman likes you "for your car" is not a complete explanation of why she would like you. Women like money--the car you drive is an example of the ability to spend such money on something so unnecessarily ostentatious that it indicates that you have a lot of extra money which can be spent on her.
Displaying wealth is a way to get as much 'gina as you want, just be careful of gold diggers.
clear?
Of course. A man's prospects typically parallel his ability to earn muscles and money, which is easily displayed if you buy a Rolls Royce for example. It's 401k, and that's the price. But you already know that, don't you.
Don't ever let anyone tell you that trucks don't get you laid. I was in texas with my $65,000 f350 and let me tell you what-- them cowgirls noticed...
Yeehaw! I heard that they're big on them that trucks out there! I go there every Christmas padner and noticed it first hand.
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.
people will say this but then on the other hand will be say, 5'10 and 210 pounds and you dn't ever hear anyone say "i would lose weight but you know, then how would I know if a girl really liked me for me or if she liked me because i was hot"MasterFuu said:Great topic.
I think that what you drive is important but what is most important is your personality. Do you need a flashy car to fill up an insecurity? Or do you drive a flashy car because YOU enjoy it, not because what type of attention it will get with your peers.
When I had my civic and my buddy had a loaded Maxima SV (2011) I still got the girls. It's all about your state of mind how much you value yourself. Few weeks ago I was in market for a new- used car. Budget was about $20K. Options were used BMW, Lexus (2006-2008) and I ended up getting an loaded Accord instead. Honestly I was worried what type of attention I might get with a BMW especially with chicks. Will they like me for my car or for my personality? At least this way I enjoy my new car (smooth ride looks good) but also message I do send out to the outside world is that I am a mature and responsible guy that can provide.
Honestly I have never been attracted for the shallow type of woman no matter how pretty they were. They seem to chase the expensive car driving guy though. That's not me.
Amen. And in tomorrow's lesson, we will learn that cows say, "Moo."betheman said:so....the fvcing car we drive is a factor??? next!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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.
As long as you don't marry them. How do you think they got that Mercedes, fake boobs and lip jobs?Espi said:Nah...I respectfully disagree. I personally see nothing wrong with women who are materialistic. I love the MILFY chicks down here in FLA who have the Mercedes and the fake boobs and the lip jobs.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing 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.