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'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.
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!
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.
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.
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 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.