Getting laid is like eating icecream. Do you have a "game" plan for eating icecream?If so, please explain this 'unique' game of yours.
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.
Getting laid is like eating icecream. Do you have a "game" plan for eating icecream?If so, please explain this 'unique' game of yours.
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.
If ice cream was hard to get, would you obsess over it as well?What the fvck is that supposed to mean? And how is that something pragmatic that can benefit anyone?
Hey guys here that are struggling! Eat ice-cream.
You are speaking nonsense.
Finally answer the question after 3 times, do you get laid consistently with the game that you preach - or not.
If not, why preach it? Makes no sense to me. I'm trying to make sense where there probably is none.
And answer the other question of whether you find women as friends to be a value, and whether this is part of your game.
ice cream is fvcking amazing brah, bad exampleIf ice cream was hard to get, would you obsess over it as well?
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.