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Don Juan
Got a date with a stripper on Thurs. I met her off duty. Anyways, I know I came across some material on these types before, but can't find it. Tips? Links? Much thanks.
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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.
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.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
yes thank you master backbracker, you are better than us! right?backbreaker said:god damnit.. we get one of these every month (use the search button for crying out loud) an they all go the same way
some guy asks about how to date a stripper, then some guy, or 2 or 3 will say to ignore the fact that she is a stripper, then the one guy mentions the ovbious...that she dances naked for money, then the 'why do you want to date a *****' comes up.. next you are going to have :
1) the guy who has dated strippers in the past that will come and offer advice
2) the guy who goes to strip clubs and one of the strippers "like him" and he is going to tell you how to bag all the strippers you want
3) the guy that is going to come along and tell you that they are no different than anyone else
4) last but not least, the guy that is going to say that they (again) are drug using hors, why waste your time
I actually want to comment on this thread, but I can't, because there are at least 50 other ones in reference to this one and I'm not about wasting time
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
englishman said:yes thank you master backbracker, you are better than us! right?
Okay that really had me laughingLast Man Standing said:As with any type of hor, you (the man) must always reign supreme!!!! Don't let the hor lead!!! Considerring that hors are masculine - you must be super-masculine to such an extent that you must let the hor know, either overtly or covertly, that she is subservient to your dictates!!!!
Only an effeminate or a young boy would find humor in such insight!!!Zerix said:Okay that really had me laughing
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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.
LMS is right. This is the way you really must deal with them. He was not making a joke but I can see why someone looking in might think it is one.Last Man Standing said:Only an effeminate or a young boy would find humor in such insight!!!
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.