You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
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 paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
Believe me. I don't want to make them go oink oink. I want them to leave me alone.Jitterbug said:This is like your 1000th thread on fat chicks. You don't need our approval to make them go oink oink, just don't tell us about the ordeal.![]()
I think fat girls tend to hit on you more aggressively because they have to. The hot girls don't have to put that much effort into getting attention, because they get it naturally. The fat girls don't get the attention, so they have to take the game to you.If it's only fat girls that are hitting on you, then it's more than likely that you're aesthetically sub-par. However, if as many "in-shape" girls are hitting on you, then you're aesthetically pleasant.
I don't want to fvuck fat women at all. I want them to never touch me, hit on me, or flirt with me again. I HATE HATE HATE HATE fat girls.Espi said:Don't worry about others' opinions of you. Shouldn't matter in the least. If you want to fvuck fat women, then do it. Do what YOU want to do...don't live your life trying to please others.
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.
Then I guess you just answered your own question. If you don't like fat girls and they repulse you, then its obviously a bad thing.lazikia said:I don't want to fvuck fat women at all. I want them to never touch me, hit on me, or flirt with me again. I HATE HATE HATE HATE fat girls.
I do stay away, but they always hit on me regardless of how hard I try to ignore them or how much I express that I don't like them.Espi said:Stay away from the fat girls.
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.
Yeah, I'm from Texas and will agree. It's not good to be a tall and skinny awkward Mexican guy when you're surrounded by lots and lots of fat Mexican girls. Every single fat Mexican girl that passes me checks me out or hits on me. And believe me, they all gross me out big time.Exhumed said:Texas is known for having a relatively overweight population,
lmaoJitterbug said:This is like your 1000th thread on fat chicks. You don't need our approval to make them go oink oink, just don't tell us about the ordeal.![]()
It's true there are a lot of hot girls in the US. And there's a lot of variety becaue of all the different races that have lived here and had offspring. Melting pot, you know. So you can get whatever you like here, redheads, blondes, brunettes, whites, asians, blacks, etc.BigJimbo: Bullsh*t, we've got plenty of cute girls in America. And they shave everywhere and put on lots of makeup and take care of their teeth.
I saw that post and I have to admit I wondered about it, the whole thing was kind of strange. First off, IIRC he doesn't specifically say fat girls stop hitting on him as he gets bigger - he just mentions he gets higher quality girls. Secondly, getting bigger doesn't necessarily equate to being "hotter". Third, if the fat girls DO fall off as he got bigger, that tends to feed into the stereotype of fat girls liking the skinnier guys. Fourth, this is one isolated case involving one person, the sample size is too small to make any clear conclusions.BTW as a mans value goes up he will reach a point where fat girls simply won't try anymore because they know they don't have a shot. Pook did a thread about this where he chronicles his mass increase.
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.