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.
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.
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.
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.
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,...
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.
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.
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.