"How I Made Sure No Woman Ever Friend-Zoned Me Again"
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.
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"The Coffee Shop Girl You Never Spoke To"
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.
LittleBigOne
Don Juan
There is no game with escorts or strippers. It´s their game to take your money.
One of them was majorly fvcked in the head. Russian. We had lunch, I got her over to my place, we fooled around a little bit, she asked if I had a condom, I said yes, then she just got up and wanted to leave.
She made plans to see me again but flaked, apologized, and I told her it was nice knowing her.
The next stripper I went out with like 2-3 times, and actually maintained contact with her over 4-6 weeks (I was traveling a lot). She initiated all the contact.
Decent face (7.5), body was off the fvcking chain... probably the sexiest body of any woman I've ever touched. All natural too. We made out a lot but she refused to let it escalate any further. Again, major slut shields.
I dropped her when I fvcked my now ex, though I think the interest was fizzling anyway.
"The Coffee Shop Girl You Never Spoke To"
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.
Solomon
Master Don Juan
BigJimbo said:
21 years later and your still scorned eeh mate?
Wake up it's 2011!
Let the past and the pain gooooooo