PrettyBoyAJ
Master Don Juan
So in order for us to eliminated completely we have to get 3 Eliminations?
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.
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.
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.
flint said:I heard his notes were pretty much.
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Flint - BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLER
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.
powpow said:(We start dancing for a while. Then I come and I sit down on a stool and she starts shaking her ass and I start slapping it as she gets wilder with it. We start grind from the front and when she shakes her ass on my crotch, I stop moving with her as she moves her ass around my crotch and on my balls. She knew what she was doing. She stuck her ass out and I was all on it.)
Youre a BOSS
Saturday, I am gonna go to a nightclub, get blind drunk, and complete this tast about 10 times over. Im gonna see if I can take some pictures. I think these types of thread would be a lot better with pictures, but its completely understandable that you wouldnt be able to just whip out your camera and take a shot.
The club seems a little bit too easy tho. So, tomorrow I am gonna try to build some rapport with the prostitutes that hang out by the station outside of my mma gym. Luckily, my gym is located in the red light district of the city. I eye contact these girls all the time, but never talked to them. I wonder how this is gonna go.
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
At least you tried, and it was good game also. I LOL'd in real life reading what you told the boyfriends.powpow said:Guys, my brothers in arms, I have failed.
I got out of mma practice around 11 tonight. Just as I thought, that fine prostitute is out walking around trying to get herself that money. I always make eye contact and smile at her. It is always requited.
So tonight, I talk to her. I just say. I say konbaaannnwaaaa. And give her a flirty look. Usually works. She tries to talk to me, but her Japanese is really sh!tty. Im like the fvck? She was Chinese and didnt speak Japanese for balls. Her pimp came up and was like getting my face. Said if I didnt wanna pay, I couldnt be hitting on her. Told him Im a BOSS and I dont pay for sex. Smiled and waved to her, she smiled back. There was a connection I think. But, alas, it is not meant to be.
Kind of despondent, I walk into the grocery to get some ballin groceries for the next day or so. I saw these two fine cupcake faces looking for some booze. BAM!!!! Feeling good again. Open up the set. They were both fine as hell, like 9.5 9.5.
me - are you girls old enough to buying alcohol?
girls - hahahaha yes. Im 22.
me - Oh really? So you better use keigo with me (keigo is like an honorary language used here to people older than you or of higher status)
girls - correct themselves and use keigo, sort of like, I am 22, sir.
me - I laugh. are you serious? I was just joking. What are you girls doing tonight?
BOYFRIENDS ENTER!!!!!!
They basically say DO NOT TALK TO OUR GIRLFRIENDS!!!!!!!
I just say, oh sorry bro, I didnt see you cool guys over there.
They say well now you see us huh? Why you talking to our girlfriends?
I say because theyre hott and looked available?
The **** you say?
I mean shoot, take it as a compliment. If I looked at them and threw up, then I will let you get mad.
Girls laughed. Theyre boyfriends are SO MAD. Im just chillin. With my jacket that says PRO MMA JAPAN.
The grab the girls arms and tell them HEY LETS GO. I mock them and say HEY LETS GO in a dorky voice, wave to the girls, they smile back, but certainly NO WAVES. FCK!
Found an awesome deal on eggs and apples though. Apple was so tasty. Ate one while waiting on my train.
I failed. Two attempts. Fail.
Do you like apples?Deicide said:At least you tried, and it was good game also. I LOL'd in real life reading what you told the boyfriends.
Robyn923b said:Do you like apples?
Well you got two babes with boyfriends to laugh at their own bf's & smile at you.
How do you like THEM apples? Hahahaha...man I thought you guys got flooded in Japan with the tsunami and stuff?
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.