Gray The Prince
Master Don Juan
I'm gonna stay undefeated! I'm determined to!
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.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
Robyn923b said::trouble: Ummm...excuse you, kiddo...you have been inhaling cleaning products too much lately because you forgot to add my name to your posting ^.
GTP, you better get your game straight cause you got some serious competition going your way. :box:
I'm going to post the details on my pick ups as soon as I have time. I studied for five hours straight for my exam today and I have a pile of work, but I must make time for my hoes. I also got an A in my Statistics test. Hard work pays off and I'm going to prove this area of life isn't the exception!
I don't see anything wrong with them. Just keep doing what you're doing.PrettyBoyAJ said:I still need critique for my approach one if you guys wan't to help ya boy
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.
Very very nice. You sounded a bit too peppy, but other than that. You plowed through her. Pretty much a flawless victory.Robyn923b said:Heyy guys! I finally get to breath for a little bit & get my mind off school for an entire full night sleep, haha. Alrighty, let's get to the point:
First girl: Girl from my physics class. She doesn't wear make up and she's a solid hb9; she's probably a 9.5 with make up. She's a little white doll with blonde hair, and big, blue eyes. Her body is just amazing, breastas about a 34b and a nice, firm booty. Here's the approach:
After taking a test & leaving class I was planning my opener & then just ended up going for something completely different:
me: hey, how do you think you did on the test?
her: ehh...I know I passed. It wasn't too crazy.
me: what's your name again?
her: Nicole, and you?
me: I'm Robyn. *going on about test* blah, blah, blah I feel like if you get the idea of this, this & that then it was alright. Anyway, listen, are you shy or something? (this was my original opener. I was just going out there and to my amazement -->)
hb: *smiles & looks down* Yes, I'm kind of shy & don't really talk to people
me: *surprised in my head thinking "whaaat?!, you're freaking flaming hot and you're shyyy? oh..man you better get your top game out Robyn!"*
Yeaaah...I mean, I'm starting to get worried that you haven't tried to get my number or offered me to take me out somewhere. I mean, are my good looks THAT intimidating or something?
hb: *cracks up & blushes* Haha, oh my God, you're funny. I'm kinda socially shy & yad yada yada...
me: really why's that?
hb: I dont know, I just blah blah blah. I'm from Minnesota.
me: Cool, I'm from (state) and you seem pretty normal, but I'm not too sure about you...but here I go. *I was shivering from being cold* hmmm...listen let's talk about something a little more positive. I got this situation going on *goes on with DHV story* Do you have to go somewhere?
hb: *teases me & I punch her on the shoulder & get a smile back* Oh, no...I got time between now and my next class. (after hearing DHV story) Oh wow...yada yada yada..replies to story. *I grabbed her hand and said "come sit down with me" she replies with "ok! and sat with her body language towards me.
me: So, Nicole...cuteness is everywhere & you're kind of cute yourself *she answers "thank you" smiling*, so tell me...if I were to ask you to name three things about yourself without mentioning your looks or what you do that would make me want to get to know you better, what would they be?
hb: *shocked* umm...*smiles & * wow..ummm...*tells me the first one* umm... I don't want to like freak you out or something.
me: calm, don't get too nervous or try to hard to impress me =]
hb: *smiles*(at this point I just can't help to look into her beautiful green/blue eyes =P ) *gives me the 2nd quality*(which is actually osmething I really enjoy: science)
me: no waaay! That's awesome, dude.
hb: yeah, I'm in love with the debate between church and science and finding the ultimate truth.
me: Cool. What's the 3rd thing?
hb: My third thing would be (thing), yada yada yada...
me: hmm..that's interesting in the way that this, this and that.
hb: agrees, unfortunately not many people think that way.
me: tell me about it *going on about topic* but it's interesting. Listen, I have to get going, but put your number in my phone and maybe I'll call you later and hangout.
hb: For sure!
me: actually, take out your phone and just call me so that I have yours too
hb: whaaa? you don't know how to use your phone? haha *calls me*
me: put in your name so that I have it spelled correctly
hb: *puts it in* How do you spell your name?
me: *spells*
hb: and your last name?
me: *spells* cool, well I will see you later! =] *went for the hug & she gave me a genuine, big hug*
hb: stay warm! =] bye.
Do NOT ever think you're not good enough for an hb. This particular girl made me torn down my idea that these girls are simply unreachable. I did it!
And that my friends is how it went down. I will post the other one tomorrow. Let's hear your comments/constructive criticism!
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.
Agreed^PrettyBoyAJ said:I only go for light skinned girls. I'm picky.
PrettyBoyAJ said:I only go for light skinned girls. I'm picky.
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.