oakraiderz2
Master Don Juan
6'4 170 trying to get to 185 by june...jea
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.
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.
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.
PumpNightmare said:Twenty pounds heavier then me, same hieght, but a larger waist? I didn't think muscle wieghed THAT much more.![]()
Le Parisien said:Height: 1m74 or 5'9'' (5'8½ for those who want precision)
Weight: 67kg or 148lbs
Ok, for what I'm gonna say next, I will probably get "lynched" by a lots of people here on this forum.
I am NOT looking for a bodybuilder type of physique, I think it's gross.
I am trying to get a more "athletic" build, I'm shooting for a little more than 70kg, that's about 155lbs.
I used to pratice breakdancing, now I've been doing capoeira for a year, hopefully, in two or three years, I will get real good. I prefer to have better agility and "relative strength" (the strength per bodyweight ratio) so I can do some crazy acrobatics than becoming a real buff muscle man...
Anyway, thanks to my genes, it's almost impossible for me to get "big". I always eat whatever I want, whenever I want, and as much as I want. If I do some sports regularly, even eating like that won't make me gain a single pound. Guess I have a fast metabolism. So becoming a muscle man is not an option for me anyway...unless I use steroids I guess...![]()
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.
I wasn't saying I don't want/have muscles, just not in a buff way. Let's say I prefer to have a swimmer's physique than a bodybuilder's physique.brucevangeorge said:Wussy. Real men aren't scared of muscle, especially their own.
FYI: Bigger guys have a higher strength to weight ratio.
Bodybuilding? HAHAHAHA. Look at these stats. Most are wannabees. (myself included.. I'm not where I should be at)Le Parisien said:So bigger guys have a higher strength to weight ratio huh?
Can you do a handstand on one hand?
How many pull-ups can you do in a row?
How many push-ups?
Can you do the turtle (lifting your whole bodyweight on your two arms under your belly?
etc...
:crackup:
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.
You mean like Bruce Lee?CDogg said:5'8 73kg, the ideal weight would be 69kg
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.