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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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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 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.
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.
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
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.
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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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.
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 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.