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.
And eventually I did talk to this other set, who was also real interested in me.It starts when I sit down at their table and one of the girls says "That's my seat" blah blah eventually I ask, sitting there "Well can I just get another seat and sit here?" and she's like "Sure". So while still sitting I slide my seat over to another chair, then I bring the chair back to that table and the chick sits.
I sit there for a while and one of the chicks is giving me eye contact, and I say under my breath "She's giving me eye contact, it's really creeping me out". Eventually I ask the girls "So what did you girls do this weekend instead of the obvious?" and one chick asked about what the obvious was and they laugh and get interested.
Through the rest of the set I just talk to the group and they're real interested and stuff. But eventually the girls asks me to go over to the other tables and I just plow through that cause they told me they needed to do "Chick Talk". Eventually I was like "Chick talk is that were you talk about the guys you've fvcked?" and so some of the chicks laugh but one chick goes psycho b1tch but I plow through that. Eventually, I just got bored talking with them and said "Well, I got to go talk to other girls" and I left.
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.
...It starts when I sit down at their table and one of the girls says "That's my seat" blah blah eventually I ask, sitting there "Well can I just get another seat and sit here?" and she's like "Sure". So while still sitting I slide my seat over to another chair, then I bring the chair back to that table and the chick sits.
I sit there for a while and one of the chicks is giving me eye contact, and I say under my breath "She's giving me eye contact, it's really creeping me out". Eventually I ask the girls "So what did you girls do this weekend instead of the obvious?" and one chick asked about what the obvious was and they laugh and get interested.
pretty good until here...
Through the rest of the set I just talk to the group and they're real interested and stuff. But eventually the girls asks me to go over to the other tables and I just plow through that cause they told me they needed to do "Chick Talk".
you must have creeped them out here...
Eventually I was like "Chick talk is that were you talk about the guys you've fvcked?" and so some of the chicks laugh but one chick goes psycho b1tch but I plow through that.
Never verbalize sex and also you made them seem like sluts! DLV
Eventually, I just got bored talking with them and said "Well, I got to go talk to other girls" and I left."
DLV. It tells them that you are a wannabe player without guy friends.
Nah, I probably didn't creep them out. First of all I'm being high value and stuff and they were all interested.ChrizZ said:
Haha, I don't even get it man, if I just want to ask this chick a question I can do it, but when it becomes an actual approach, I just can't do it.Me: Hey Amanda! Are you staying after school for cross country?
Amanda: No, we're just walking around.
Haha, you're such an idiot man. Even when the girls are clearly interested, you pull that BS 'creeped them out' card. I think that's only more proof you've got no idea what you're talking about.Bvbidd said:Viper, you creeped them out.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
Actually, Disinterest=Disinterest.Real said:interested = not giving an obvious rejection
Haha, when you stop pulling stuff out of your ass people will listen to your post, because you certainly don't have a clue what you're talking about."Viper is not used to talking to people" which is why the fvck I talk to people ALL THE TIME and even had a later set where the 3 people showed TONS OF INTEREST in the stories I had to tell, literally 3 people all eyes on me. Oh yeah, I'm not used to talking to people, which is why I talk to ALL THE FVCKING TIME. Haha, seriously though man, you've got to stop pulling this stuff from out of your ass because it makes you look like a bigger dumbass than you already are.Bvbidd said:Viper is not used to talking to people. They were being polite they were not interested in the very least.
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.
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.
I'm the troll, yet you have no FR's and somehow you're always here to reply immediately after the post. Good luck with that. Now, let me save you the time. Let me guess, predictibly, all the KBJ's, ChrisZ, Bbivid, Miba, HandyAndy, GWA(Well known KBJ), Real and others are all going to start saying "OMG! Viper is troll ban please". Meanwhile the rest of the board doesn't give a fvck, do you wonder why? They don't want nothing to do with this immature KBJ, "Let's accuse someone who's improving to be a troll" crap. Seriously though, I don't see anyone with any success EVER giving advice in these topics. And it's funny how most of the "No FR's, but we're going to act like we know the game" guys are the ones accusing me of being a troll.ChrizZ said:DON'T FEED THE TROLL!!!
I request ban for Elstud aka Viper aka Mr. Confidence and for everyone that keeps replying to his threads!
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.