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.
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.
That is the #1 excuse that every AFC and/or Virgin uses.edger said:I guess I'll take that back. Some pics she looks good in and others not so good. I'd actually have to see and access her in person to come to a conclusion about whether she in my opinion fits into the "hot" category. Pics don't really do anyone justice.
I'm a very picky guy, that's also why I haven't gotten laid in a while(except by a bunch of HOT escorts). The smallest things about a woman will turn me off. If she doesn't have a certain type of legs and she's a bit bow legged, I'll get turned off. If her breasts aren't a certain size or if they're too big, I'll get turned off. If she walks or talks a certain way, I'll get turned off. If she dresses a certain way, I'll get turned off. And the list goes on.
Wow, you know your sh*t.ChrizZ said:That is the #1 excuse that every AFC and/or Virgin uses.
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.
DrD77DrD77 said:i think i would rather do the wife for some reason.
You have VERY low standards. No wonder you have problems finding HOT young women.edger said:I'd definitely hit that.
I understand Pfizer has a pill to help you with that. Ask Bob Dole about it, apparently it let him get excited about HIS wife and if it did that it's better than LSD.edger said:.... she doesn't have a certain type of legs and she's a bit bow legged, I'll get turned off. If her breasts aren't a certain size or if they're too big, I'll get turned off. If she walks or talks a certain way, I'll get turned off. If she dresses a certain way, I'll get turned off. And the list goes on.
Sexy is as sexy does. I bet she was worth every penny for what she did, and what she didn't do (make a scene) for him. Money has different value to people of different incomes. Some people find the $250K Bentley to be a real bargain in automobiles.Rollo Tomassi said:..... OK, hot, but,..$80K hot? I dunno,...
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
Again, "beauty is in the eye of the beholder" in this case with me. That picture I posted of her, I think she looks hot in it.Latinoman said:You have VERY low standards.
Hahaha.bigjohnson said:I understand Pfizer has a pill to help you with that. Ask Bob Dole about it, apparently it let him get excited about HIS wife and if it did that it's better than LSD.
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.