NorwegianDJ
Master Don Juan
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Fellas, my bracelet is on my right arm. It will not cross over to the evil left side.
Day 1.
Day 1.
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.
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.
What?NorwegianDJ said:Fellas, my bracelet is on my right arm. It will not cross over to the evil left side.
Day 1.
As I said above, thanks! I seriously could not put it down. Gonna see if I can pick up the other 2 books shortly!Jack Wealthy said:Hunger Games.
It's pretty much another way of saying that I suck at no mb and I'm trying a different approach.amohield said:What?
mb is perfectly healthy.NorwegianDJ said:As I said above, thanks! I seriously could not put it down. Gonna see if I can pick up the other 2 books shortly!
It's pretty much another way of saying that I suck at no mb and I'm trying a different approach.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
Healthy and getting chicks/feelings good does not neccessarily relate.SamTheHobit said:mb is perfectly healthy.
I guess you can't really disprove anything before you've experimented with it properly yourself.SamTheHobit said:I highly doubt that jerking off affects game in the slightest. It's all in your head imo.
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.
This is true, porn however isn't at all. If you must mb, avoid porn.SamTheHobit said:mb is perfectly healthy.
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.
Of course she's super excited to see me. We hug, and chat a tiny bit. As I take my phone out for her to take down my number, Violet shows up. I finish up quickly and walk Violet out. On our way back, we bump into Nic whom I command to tell me who has the keys. I was very commanding this night. We run into the rest of the folks, drop contact and walk back to my place.NorwegianDJ said:On family day, I spotted this hot sister of someone. Turns out it was Jean's sister. When she leaned over later and I saw her rack and body,( and face) I was sold.
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.