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.
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.
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.
yeah,i go to the new gym in the morning, which means im the only guy who is there, soim alone.which is a good thing.[S]alvatore said:Good to hear you're happy at the new gym. Is your motivation sky high now that you're not surrounded by turkeys?
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.
This is signature worthy hahaswitch said:i killed him , then put him in a pit and burned him.then went to the gym at 4am ,without any conscious thought of wtf i was doing.
Purefilth said:^ Sounds like real man stuff.
srs.
hah - I knew the internet would find you GOOGLE FTW
This is YOU - Right?
yeah , the thing is even though i smashed his head , he was still moving. i got something like a hatchet and cut his head but damn his fvcking tail was still moving.TheStig said:This is signature worthy haha
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.
LMAO yeah ,actually deadlifts are an ab exercise for me since i lift with a fully rounded back....thats the natural form for me, and ive found out that konstantinove as well as peoples deadlifts the same way...Purefilth said:do upright rows close grip to hit traps more and wide grip for rear delts - Dunno if you knew that already...
Also - the best thing ive found for Abs by far is the DB pullovers and vertical pullovers. I occasionally do leg raise, but i dont do situps and crunches - I dont have the attention span to do fvcing situps to failure - soooo fvcking boring!!!!
ABS Day? You mean Deadlifts right?!![]()
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.