PrettyBoyAJ
Master Don Juan
So in order for us to eliminated completely we have to get 3 Eliminations?
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
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.
flint said:I heard his notes were pretty much.
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Flint - BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLER
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.
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.
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.
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?
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.