frivolousz21
Master Don Juan
im glad that im a kbj....really...that makes my day to have you call me that...you must be the most proud guy now.KBJ who actually make theories that are interesting are the best kind... thanks friv
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.
im glad that im a kbj....really...that makes my day to have you call me that...you must be the most proud guy now.KBJ who actually make theories that are interesting are the best kind... thanks friv
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.
The point is, they're getting women. Who give a sh!t how they do it? Most of the chicks you pull in the club probably have MySpace accounts, so what difference does it make in what venue you meet them?frivolousz21 said:but they get there women from the internet.
Yes KBJ are our nations saviours. Without them we wouldn't have televisions, telephones, the wheel, language, emoticaons, or soft chairs to sit on.frivolousz21 said:im glad that im a kbj....really...that makes my day to have you call me that...you must be the most proud guy now.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
oh well, only time will tell which you really are.
a what test?Just consider it a shyt test... you failed
Those would be my sentiments too, were it not for the fact that a lot of girls seem to be liking emo guys these days.Holland said:Good for us. More AFC's, so it gets easyer for us![]()
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.
flippinfreak said:I'm not trying to feel superior, I'm just seeing if you pay attention to the body of the messsage, or the negative statements.
Just consider it a shyt test... you failed![]()
johnmich said:i hold doors open for people
me tooWyldfire said:I think myspace is dumb...
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.
Make it 2.flippinfreak said:I just checked my user controls and it says I've recieved only one bad reputation point. That's pretty funny![]()
LOL! We need this smiley for situations like this:( . )( . ) said:but in this particular "battle of the retards" flippinfreak wins out.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.