"She's Out of Your League"

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.

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FR: "Sry bro, not every guy can dance with 4 girls!"

ChrizZ

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Went out clubbing.

Club was almost empty.

I decide to open a 4 set on the dance floor. They pretended like they were having fun and had the classical b!tch look. I start grinding with one of the girls. Suddenly her girlfriends completely bust out in laughter trying to confuse me. I didn't give a sh!t I just kept on dancing. Then one of her girlfriends pulls her away and they all try to blow me off and some dude that wanted to play captain save a hoe that had been ljbfs by the girls comes up to me and tries to amog me. He says "haha, sorry bro. Not every guy can dance with four hot girls!"

I just completely ignore him. I didn't even look at him so he just stood there like a chode while I was dancing.

Then I just grabbed some girl that I made eye contact with earlier. After 10 seconds I start making out with her.

Then suddenly some chick that I had fvcked earlier starts to dance with me.

Again, make out after 10 seconds.

She was dancing with one of her friends. I just pull every girl around me into me and lean on the wall. I ended up dancing at the wall with 6 girls. Then I made out with two of them later on, right before the club closed.

At the exit I see the chode again with the four girls. As I pass them their jaws drop to the floor like they just saw Jesus. I give the guy a quick glance and say: "Sorry bro, not ever guy can make out with four hot girls...":rock:

All in all I had a good night :up:
 

"You Can't Argue a Woman Into Liking 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.

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"I just moved here from Florida."

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.

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SilverSonnet

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ChrizZ said:
Went out clubbing.

Club was almost empty.

I decide to open a 4 set on the dance floor. They pretended like they were having fun and had the classical b!tch look. I start grinding with one of the girls. Suddenly her girlfriends completely bust out in laughter trying to confuse me. I didn't give a sh!t I just kept on dancing. Then one of her girlfriends pulls her away and they all try to blow me off and some dude that wanted to play captain save a hoe that had been ljbfs by the girls comes up to me and tries to amog me. He says "haha, sorry bro. Not every guy can dance with four hot girls!"

I just completely ignore him. I didn't even look at him so he just stood there like a chode while I was dancing.

Then I just grabbed some girl that I made eye contact with earlier. After 10 seconds I start making out with her.

Then suddenly some chick that I had fvcked earlier starts to dance with me.

Again, make out after 10 seconds.

She was dancing with one of her friends. I just pull every girl around me into me and lean on the wall. I ended up dancing at the wall with 6 girls. Then I made out with two of them later on, right before the club closed.

At the exit I see the chode again with the four girls. As I pass them their jaws drop to the floor like they just saw Jesus. I give the guy a quick glance and say: "Sorry bro, not ever guy can make out with four hot girls...":rock:

All in all I had a good night :up:

Are you really 19?:crazy:
 

BeyondCharm

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Haha, nice one...

This last weekend I was out at the club and it was the very end of the night and me and my buddy decided to go screw around with these two russian girls that think they're untouchables. They have their noses in the air and I walk up to one of them and say "Excuse me, you're polish right?" and she looks at me for a second and without saying a word turns away. I then say to her "Are you always a ***** to guys who are cooler than you?" and she looks back astonished, opens her mouth to say something and I walked off. Some dude saw it happen and cracks some joke about her blowing me off.

I have fun that's why I did it. Obviously this story is not about me landing the super hottest girl with some smooth line, my point is that approaching and having is cool, and there's more to having a good time then always chasing. Sometime it's fun to simply banter. And did I get numbers that night? Absolutely. Did I want the russian girls? It should be obvious from my approach that I didn't.
 

"Why Women Dump the Guys Who Try the Hardest"

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.

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