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We're getting old...:rockon:Francisco d'Anconia said:I love it when 20-somethings talk about the good old days.
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.
We're getting old...:rockon:Francisco d'Anconia said:I love it when 20-somethings talk about the good old days.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
I have vivid memories from two decades ago, and things were incredibly different back then. It's not like I'm a kid anymore.Francisco d'Anconia said:I love it when 20-somethings talk about the good old days.
I would have LOVED to live in the 80s...well since i was born in 83 i did but to be a teen in the 80s must have been awesome...and that was when music was actually music!!! I loved watching "The Goonies" and listening to the Cyndi Lauper song...i think it was called "Good Enough"...that song is awesome.lookyoung said:The 90's were good but the 80's were even better.
you forgot the lord of all fighting games KILLER INSTINCT.MikeYikes122 said:Even if you like modern video games more, you have to admit no fighting game will ever top Mortal Kombat II or Street Fighter.
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.
I love it when I make 40-somethings feel old. :yawn:Francisco d'Anconia said:I love it when 20-somethings talk about the good old days.
Not really. If you remember, literally the week before Smells Like Teen Spirit hit the charts, Michael Jackson and hair bands like Poison dominated the mainstream. Things weren't the same after Nirvana hit. Nirvana and all those other grunge bands ushered out the corniness and bad musicianship that were all those glam rock bands.meitenesrigas said:Emo is just grunge with makeup.
When you do let us know, so far you've only been amusing us like a puppy chasing his tail. :yawn:MikeYikes122 said:I love it when I make 40-somethings feel old. :yawn:
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.
Boy Bands have been around since at least the 50's. Probably earlier than that. The Jackson 5 were probably the most famous Boy Band of all time. That was the 70's.fuzzx said:Um Boy bands started in the late 80s early 90s dude, and I happen to like their music quite a bit. DO you realize the early 00s punk groups are actually just the boy band reaction to male teenagers. They are the exact same thing but for males. Its called Punk Pop. It happens to be good also. I think alot of guys just had massive insecurity issues where the BSB and NSYNC were pulling HUGE amounts of pvssy, alot more than any DJ will probably ever see.
I think the crappy part of the 90s was Alternative rock, and late 90s gangster Rap. Also Nirvana (who's sound completely sucked)
Some other good stuff to come out of the 90s (Commercialized Rave Music, ala Robert Miles and Paul Van Dyk) , Terminator 2, Batman, Episode 1
The 80s definitely has to be the golden age for all things music, movies, style toys and video games. I remember pumping quarters into Galaxian, Space Invaders, Battlezone and Pacman all day long at the arcade... oh and especially that Star Wars game where you sat inside the ****pit. Arcades were also 'The Place to go' after school which continued into the mid part of the 90s where the ps1 began to takeover the scene. The toys were also some of the best, I mean probably every person with at least one friend on here owned star wars guys, GIJOEs, M.U.S.C.L.E.S, Transformers, Go Bots, Star Trek, Battle Star Galactica, Micro Machines, He-Man (the slime castle), Hot Wheels, Dungeons & Dragons, Comic Books, War Hammer 40k, Green Army Men, RC Cars, Care Bears or that strange pencil case that was all compartmentalized and had buttons on it that would shoot out little drawers..
Notable toys of the 90s: Bucky O Hare.
Damn man if you don't like the thread then don't read it.Francisco d'Anconia said:When you do let us know, so far you've only been amusing us like a puppy chasing his tail. :yawn:
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.
DJDamage said:And there were no MP3s or music sharing websites, You wanted to steal music, you had to go to the record store and shoplift it yourself!
YepMaster Bates said:Did you just list Encino Man as an example of why the 90s were better?
Aw grow up.MikeYikes122 said:Damn man if you don't like the thread then don't read it.
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.