backbreaker
Master Don Juan
is that leggy brunette in the commercials a part of the gold package?
"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.
Okay... so if I buy a Mercury Sable...
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"I just moved here from Florida."
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.
backbreaker
Master Don Juan
I'd do her AND take her out in public. She gets the cheddar biscuits my friend..
Bible_Belt
Master Don Juan
Is she a Brunette? If so, it has been the same chick for years.
"The Coffee Shop Girl You Never Spoke To"
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.
Bible_Belt
Master Don Juan
When I see those commercials, I get the impression that she is doing someone important to get the gig.
RedPill
Master Don Juan
Her name is Jill Wagner, and she's fukken hot.
penkitten
Master Don Juan
gonna buy me a mercury and cruise it up and down the road
“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.
ValleyDJing
Master Don Juan
If you downgrade from an Aston Martin to a Mercury Sable...I'll personally find you and kick your ass BB!
backbreaker
Master Don Juan
hey... Ford (aston martin) needs to get new reps.
I have 3 cars.. the AM, a lexus SC400 that I've had for a while and is my baby... and a car I got "sold" I will admit. I mean I was sorta in the market for a car.. sorta not. And the sad thing is i used to sell cars..
it's a Lexus RX470 I bought last year..I love it.. but that doens't take from the fact that I got sold.
I was in the lexus place getting my car serviced... when the baddest woman I have seen in a while comes out... and here the DJ in me starts to talk to her.. well.. turns otu she's a sales person. something told me then this was going to be the most expensive pickup in my life.
We chat.. she asks me feeling questions... what do you drive (duh, a lexus b!tch)...how long you have had it...
then I made the mistake of saying "well.. i mean if I wanted a new car I don't have to trade my car in, i'd just cut a check"
I was done then. She asks me do I like the new lines of cars they have.. I do.. I've always sorta wanted an SUV.. she shows me the RX470. She asks me do I want to "take her to lunch".. the ***** sold me a car and got a free lunch out of me
lol, Then she asks me "what is it going to take to get you to buy the car"... I thoughta bout it for asecond... I did like the car... the money wasn't an issue.. I just didn't think I needed 3 cars. What the **** do I need 3 cars for?
so I said...tell you what. Write it up (common car sales term, meaning write up the car deal for the bill of sale.. it's acknowling you made a sale), let me take it home for the nig ht and I'll be in tomorrow to sign what i need to sign.
that's how i got sold my lexus.. by a geogrous redheaded sales rep.
actually went on a couple of dates with her... let's just say that was a watse of $40k
I have 3 cars.. the AM, a lexus SC400 that I've had for a while and is my baby... and a car I got "sold" I will admit. I mean I was sorta in the market for a car.. sorta not. And the sad thing is i used to sell cars..
it's a Lexus RX470 I bought last year..I love it.. but that doens't take from the fact that I got sold.
I was in the lexus place getting my car serviced... when the baddest woman I have seen in a while comes out... and here the DJ in me starts to talk to her.. well.. turns otu she's a sales person. something told me then this was going to be the most expensive pickup in my life.
We chat.. she asks me feeling questions... what do you drive (duh, a lexus b!tch)...how long you have had it...
then I made the mistake of saying "well.. i mean if I wanted a new car I don't have to trade my car in, i'd just cut a check"
I was done then. She asks me do I like the new lines of cars they have.. I do.. I've always sorta wanted an SUV.. she shows me the RX470. She asks me do I want to "take her to lunch".. the ***** sold me a car and got a free lunch out of me
lol, Then she asks me "what is it going to take to get you to buy the car"... I thoughta bout it for asecond... I did like the car... the money wasn't an issue.. I just didn't think I needed 3 cars. What the **** do I need 3 cars for?
so I said...tell you what. Write it up (common car sales term, meaning write up the car deal for the bill of sale.. it's acknowling you made a sale), let me take it home for the nig ht and I'll be in tomorrow to sign what i need to sign.
that's how i got sold my lexus.. by a geogrous redheaded sales rep.
actually went on a couple of dates with her... let's just say that was a watse of $40k
backbreaker
Master Don Juan
lol, I was just watcdhing TV with my GF and the mercery commercial came on...
"Mercury just made the perfect match"
then I chucked when I thought about the answer to that
"my mouth on your cvck"
"Mercury just made the perfect match"
then I chucked when I thought about the answer to that
"my mouth on your cvck"