BWSL2
Senior Don Juan
What's the German word for virgin?
"Goodentight."
"Goodentight."
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
Haha. Nice.Originally posted by BWSL2
What's the German word for virgin?
"Goodentight."
Real funnyOriginally posted by McKindley
A guy shows up at the hospital because his wife is having a baby. He runs up to the doctor and says "where's my wife and baby? Are they OK?"
The doctor says, "your wife is in great shape and you are now the father of a healthy baby boy. They are in the next room, go on in and see them."
So the guy goes into the room but doesn't see anyone. He asks the doctor where his wife and baby are, and just then a doctor and a nurse pop out and say "April Fools! Your wife is dead and your baby's retarded."
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.
That line was in a Stephen King book, think it was "It." Way to kill a thread dude.Originally posted by McKindley
A guy shows up at the hospital because his wife is having a baby. He runs up to the doctor and says "where's my wife and baby? Are they OK?"
The doctor says, "your wife is in great shape and you are now the father of a healthy baby boy. They are in the next room, go on in and see them."
So the guy goes into the room but doesn't see anyone. He asks the doctor where his wife and baby are, and just then a doctor and a nurse pop out and say "April Fools! Your wife is dead and your baby's retarded."
I thought the joke was pretty damn funny.Originally posted by McKindley
C'mon, we all know that tasteless jokes are the best ones. Get over it
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.
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.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.