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.
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.
Gotta disagree with you on this one; Grad level stats class here behind my belt too.Rollo Tomassi said:41-70 was my count, but bear in mind that you're going to skew your results with 30 point jumps like this. You've got a 20 point jump between 21-40 and the higher you go, the bigger the statistical variance. I understand your logic, but you might want to rethink your ranges. My actual tally is 43 (or at least thats where I lose count), but there's a whole world of difference between that and 70 partners. Also, age is going to statistically skew your results too.
Quality over quantity? That doesn't really apply here. The idea of this place is to enable men to be sexually satisfied. You can either be satisfied by being in a LTR or simply dating around.Broham said:This is the dumbest poll ever.
What ever happened to quality over quantity?
Numbers mean sh*t if most of your lays are hb1-5, unless you find Dorito rolls and lazy eyes attractive.
I bet the numbers would be much lower if the criteria was hb7+.
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.
I also voted "0". Couldn't help myself...penkitten said:sadly, i voted zero for a good excuse.
# of lays is like bench, people always round upMavrick said:It's about the quality of women you are obtaining, not the quantity.
I've got quantity, but yet to find quality.
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.
Thats basically what I said in the first page.MacAvoy said:I honestly don't know. I stopped trying to count at 30. I stopped counting because I realized that it was just a stupid number and made no impact on my life. I honestly have no clue where I am at. By the time I got that far, I had enough skills that it didn't matter.
LOL quoting myselfMaxtro said:Going back to my earlier point. Once a man has hit 20 he pretty much knows what he is doing. The only thing preventing himself from getting more women is a lack of desire. If he wanted to have a high body count, the he would, obviously it is not his skills or lack thereof that is holding him back.
I come from the same school of thought. I value my privacy to the nth degreee.guru1000 said:I refuse to answer on grounds that one day it might become incriminating.
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.
My thoughts exactly.Maxtro said:LOL what are you guys afraid of? That somehow somebody will figure out who you are by your handle? Then they somehow figure out what vote you picked from an anonymous poll? And even if all that happened how can you be incriminated?
"Honey, I found out"
"Found what out"
'When you told me that you were only with 3 girls, you lied to me"
"Huh what"
"I hacked the Sosuave board and found out that you voted that you were with 40-50 women. I hate you!"
"Curse you Sosuave and your polls! If only I hadn't voted!"
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.