"So, What Do You Do for Fun?"

She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.

Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.

The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.

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Level 5 C0ckblock: My Saturday Night

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I've never been the type to post field reports because if I'm successful, it sounds like I'm bragging. And if I'm unsuccessful, then it's boring. This field report is unsuccessful, but I want to vent about my own stupidity.

About a 2-3 weeks ago, I get a message on OKC from some cute blond. 5'10". Big boobs. Long legs. On my 2nd email to her, I suggest meeting up for whiskey. She's down. Only problem is scheduling it...we both live in NYC, and scheduling a date in NYC is goddamn hard. After some negotiating, we finally agree to Saturday. On Friday she texts me, "Going to an Xmas pub crawl on Saturday. I might show up to meet you wearing an elf outfit." Sexy elf b*tch. She'll already be drunk. Sold.

Saturday comes and I text her early in the afternoon.

Iceberg: "How's your elf situation? Let's do drinks around 9."

No response.

I'm thinking "This trick is going to back out on me." I start scanning my phone for backup females.

About 4 hours later, I'm like screw it...might as well give her one more shot. I text again. She replies.

Chick: "Sorry, my phone died. I'm in Manhattan with my friend (C0ckBlock). You can come meet us now or we can get together later."

I'm like nahh. I've seen this before. This friend is just going to be another hurdle.

Iceberg: "Sounds fun. I'll try to meet you after."

Then she texts me a pic of herself in her elf outfit. Red dress...tight. Long legs. Beer in-hand.

Chick: "Just come."

Ugh. I'm breaking my own rule. One-on-one dates ONLY. Anyway, I do it. I take the subway up there. And I call her once I get to the bar. She answers happily, and then the phone breaks up about 7 seconds into the call. I guess she wasn't lying about her phone dying.

After scanning the bar, I find her. Excellent cleavage. Long legs. And under the influence of alcohol. She immediately starts kino-ing me. She's showing me her candy cane leggings that she's wearing. All the way up to her thigh. The friend (C0ckBlock) comes over to meet me. Cute girl. She's already talking to another dude....who I IMMEDIATELY befriended, because if the C0ckblock is happy, then everyone is happy. Basically, I wanted this dude to stick around as much as C0ckBlock did.

I have my girl isolated on a couch. I've only been with her for 45 minutes, but my hand is around her waist...She takes my hand and slides it to her thigh. She's asking me how close my apartment is to hers. Instant p*ssy...right?

THEN all hell breaks loose. The other guy leaves. The C0ckblock stays. I try finding other men for her. She isn't having it. But I'm so close, I gotta plow through. The C0ckblock acknowledges that me and my girl want some alone time....but she won't leave.

All three of us take a cab to a bar near my apartment. In the cab, my girl takes my hand and slides it under her panties. I'm entertaining the C0ckBlock while secretly fingerbanging my girl.

We get out of the cab, go to a bar, and the girls go into the bathroom together. Five minutes later, they exit the bathroom. My Girl says, "I just started feeling bad. Sorry, but I think I'll head home." The C0ckblock says, "I'm going to go with her." They both leave the bar in a hurry...I'm standing there looking dumb.

My night went from 60mph to 0 right there. My chick sends me a few texts when she gets home, apologizing for leaving so quickly. Blah blah. And my Saturday night is over before I even got 4 beers in me.

So lesson learned. Never put yourself in a position to get c0ckblocked. Until you've banged your girl a few times, do NOT get stuck on dates with her and her friend. You're just creating obstacles for yourself.
 

"She Laughed All Night. Then She Ghosted You. Here's Why."

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.

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but, you almost managed to get there. if luck would of been on your side you would of made her santa's little wh*re.

Now, if you succeeded would still be posting about hurdles? or is that you didnt want to put that much effort into slanging this chick.
 

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PokerStar said:
but, you almost managed to get there. if luck would of been on your side you would of made her santa's little wh*re.

Now, if you succeeded would still be posting about hurdles? or is that you didnt want to put that much effort into slanging this chick.
Hah. If I succeeded, I probably wouldn't have posted anything. Because I did something that I wouldn't recommend other people do (go on date that included automatic C0ckblock).

It's not that I didn't want to put effort into her. It's that I almost had her without the effort.

So my day-after dilemma was, knowing how flaky girls can be, does she start to feel bad about almost banging some dude she only knew for 2 hours, and decide to not see me again.

But she got in touch me me yesterday, so everything seems good for now...

Espi said:
Your best move was to isolate the target--maybe that's when you could have invited her to sneak out with you--maybe to another club, or maybe back to your place? She seemed horny enough. Not sure it could really happen though because you know she's gonna feel bad about ditching the friend.

But you've got her number. Are you gonna holla at her later or what?
Ah man, I had the target isolated AND I suggested leaving...just the two of us. Couldn't get the girl to ditch her friend.

As far as seeing her again, she texted me at 8am this morning:

"Hey I'm free to hang out Friday. It'll be nice to see you while I'm sober and not wearing a Santa costume."

So let's see how this goes...
 

“The 22 Psychological Triggers That Make Women Chase You… Starting Tonight”

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.

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similar experience happened to me recently! i was in a bar with some friends and we were standing off to the side. there are some chairs and a couch near us, and i caught someone out of the corner of my eye that seemed like they were trying to get my attention. i looked over there and there is this GEORGEOUS brunnette girl smiling at me. she signals for me to come sit next to her, so i walk over and sit down and introduce myself. we talk and things are going really great for about 10 mins. what i didn't know is her drunk c0ckblock friend was in the bathroom puking her guts out or something. the girl i was sitting to never mentioned she was with friends, but a girl sitting next to her appeared to be with her but she was talking to someone else. the girl in the bathroom comes out, walks right over to the girl i'm sitting with and grabs her hand and they walk out. i'm like wtf. stupid fat b!tch c0ckblock??!! damn i hate fat women! hate 'em! anyways as that girl is being dragged out she looked back and gives me this pouty look and sort of shrugs.
 

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damn Iceberg!!!!

CLOSE!....but no cigar.....

Thanks for sharing that....I know what to do now if that happens to me.
 

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This is in the bag. If the ****-block wasn't there, the target would've went home with you and def hooked up; although she might have displayed some LMR; just so she doesn't seem like a slvt.

Her friend obviously talked her out of it in the bathroom, but that can't stop biology! haha

Friday will be a good night for you.






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