justjosh47
Don Juan
oka I don't know much about there dating culture besides what I have learned from the girl I was trying to get with. Are there any big issues I should no about before I try to date?
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.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
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.
whoa baggage. hahaOriginally posted by jakethasnake
I dated an Indian girl briefly in college during my AFC days, but it didn't matter anyway as she was hard over me. She was also a psychotic, drug-abusing Ivy League headcase who put up the perfect 'All-American Girl' front while doing ****ed up **** in private. She was a slut to the core, easy, and generally just a nasty human being.
I am merely relaying my sole experience with Indian women - I do not say this to label ALL Indian women as this and that. If a decent one came my way, I would definately be interested in hooking up with another South Asian babe, however.![]()
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
Thanks for the response, Adolf. Despite that, they still outperform women that don't "smell awful." What does that say about those women? They must be really bad if the "master race" has to rely on "smelly" Indians over them.Originally posted by DankNuggs
INDIAN GIRLS SMELL AWFUL...(IMO)...
you heard it here.........must be all the curry...
carry on....
I dont know what your problem is, but dont even get me started with this bull**** you're trying to pull off.Originally posted by DankNuggs
INDIAN GIRLS SMELL AWFUL...(IMO)...
you heard it here.........must be all the curry...
carry on....
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.
hahahahahaha LOL! that was good.Originally posted by Who is John Galt?
Thanks for the response, Adolf.
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.