Lactose intolerant here, although Orange Juice seems to color it nicely from time to time….Grandmaster Sexay said:You should try it with milk instead, it's more lubricated.
-Sapiens
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.
Lactose intolerant here, although Orange Juice seems to color it nicely from time to time….Grandmaster Sexay said:You should try it with milk instead, it's more lubricated.
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.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
From your point of view, you would feel like the stupid one, but not to others that get it.Bvbidd said:I still don't get that salad joke.
You must have sounded really stupid.
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.
Seems to me like we all use some dry humor. I think you just have to use it with the right tone and body language, and you'll get some good responses from anyone who has any bit of a sense of humor.MacDiddy said:Yeah... but our main concern is on chicks... STAY FOCUSED
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.
Actually, I think it's NOT just the women, most people out side of the UK would have trouble to "appreciate" this "dry humour" thing, notice that I put a "u" in "humour"...Grandmaster Sexay said:It seems, from my experience, most females (usually the Amercians) do not grasp the amusing side of dry humour. As some would know, the British tend to comprehend that particular humour better.
For example, having encountered many girls, tend to look bemused, at odds or lost when I give the expression of dry humour on their receiving end.
Take this:
The most amusing part I find is, when one that gets the "uhhh" reaction.
Sitting at the dinner table a girl passes me a dish of salad and says "salad?"
I reply "yes it is".
Rarely do they laugh at this.
A girl and I were discussing Grace Kelly.
Girl (an american): "Yes she was a wonderful and beautiful actress"
Me "not much of a motorist though"
Lastly, three of my favourite one-liners
"Swimming is good for you, especially if you're drowning".
"A sure cure for seasickness is to sit under a tree."
"I don't mind dying. I just don't want to be there when it happens."
A person once said ''Sarcasm and dry humour in the US is often used as a passive-aggressive method to insult others, rather than as a vehicle for humor strictly for humor's sake as is the case in the UK''
Really, the question is, do girls really understand dry humour? I know there's cultural differences, but to me, they seem too fastidious to see the funny side of it.
Ricky isn't the ''driest'' person I've heard. Jack Dee and Paul Merton are the modern day of extended dry humour. The legend I most adore for that sense of humour was the late Spike Milligan ''I told you I was ill!''.Jariel said:Ricky Gervais is a good example of dry humour. He says things in a deadpan manner and if you didn't realise he was being ironic, you could take great offence!
One example, a few members of staff at a supermarket were telling me about problems with shrinkage (a financial term). I replied: "Yeah, I get that problem in the winter too".
In British humour, it is about being as obvious as possible, that sways away from being direct and impulsive. It's not about intelligence, it's LOGIC.Your salad joke and Grace Kelly joke are perfect illustrations of this "cheapness".
For the salad "joke", you could have said "I concur", "I agree", "positive", "is this a quiz?", "you don't know?" etc... see how cheap this is?
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.