She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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.
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.
Chimps smile too. It's a trait that stayed with us as we evolved from them.Now explain to me how the simple smile is universal in all cultures if evolution is true.
No, it just goes to prove how far behind are some people in evolutionary progress.Helter Skelter said:
It isn't a joke.piranha45 said:ITS A JOKE YOU TOOLBAGS. QUIT TAKING IT SERIOUSLY.
The movie is a parody of creationist arguments.
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.
I was just about to say that after watching many of creationist videos and hearing their arguments (I came from a fundamentalist background), creationism and parodies of creationism are virtually indistinguishable and that I wouldn't be surprised if the guy was deathly serious.Slevin said:
Slevin said:
Exactly.Shiftkey said:Seems like a better arguement for evolution than creationism.
I am always reminded of a quote by Michael Shermer: smart people believe in weird things because they are better skilled at defending their beliefs which they arrived at for less than smart reasons.Helter Skelter said:I didn't think anyone could be that dumb.
Hilarious!Deep Dish said:I was just about to say that after watching many of creationist videos and hearing their arguments (I came from a fundamentalist background), creationism and parodies of creationism are virtually indistinguishable and that I wouldn't be surprised if the guy was deathly serious.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
HAHAinsanity said:
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.