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.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
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.
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'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.
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.
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.