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.
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.
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.
hahaha! random.Berlex said:this has nothing to do with the original topic, but...I just realized I could have banged a hot asian chick two years ago...I found some old emails where she showed some pretty high interest levels, and a phone number....arrgghhhh![]()
You're a sick man......I like that!Centaurion said:I've boned a deaf chick once. She was damn good. My life-goal is to go through all of the invalids. Would be sweet.
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.
Everyone needs a little lovin'...ValleyDJing said:You're a sick man......I like that!![]()
did you have to talk to her in sign-language for a substantive number of hours first, or was it is a really fast easy lay?Centaurion said:I've boned a deaf chick once. She was damn good. My life-goal is to go through all of the invalids. Would be sweet.
Even the tards???Centaurion said:I've boned a deaf chick once. She was damn good. My life-goal is to go through all of the invalids. Would be sweet.
So that means you would bang Emo chicks, Goths, and fat chicks right... goodluck with that! oh and don't forget the ones with AIDS or other STDs!Centaurion said:I've boned a deaf chick once. She was damn good. My life-goal is to go through all of the invalids. Would be sweet.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
Especially the 'tards. :rock: Siamese twins would be the pinnacle!diplomatic_lies said:Even the tards???