Rollo Tomassi
Master Don Juan
DARTH, I'm seeing a definite theme in your picks of desirable women. Short hair, smarty MILF. You do know these are the women who later turn into Martha Stewart right?
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.
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.
Yikes. That's a scary thought.Rollo Tomassi said:DARTH, I'm seeing a definite theme in your picks of desirable women. Short hair, smarty MILF. You do know these are the women who later turn into Martha Stewart right?
*Slap slap slap slap slap*Deus ex Pianoforte said:Elisha Cuthbert - HB 6.5
Jennifer Love Hewitt - UG 4.5
Angelina Jolie - HB 5.5
Mischa Barton - HB 5.5
Vida Guerrera - HB 7.0 (with no a'ss we're looking at around 5.0)
Jessica Simpson - HB 5.5
Demi Moore - HB 6.0
Jennifer Lopez - HB 7.0
There's alot more, but these are the ones that make me go "Are you f'ucking serious?" everytime I hear about a dude drooling over them. I see chicks that are 10 times as hot as these women on a daily basis. And that ain't no s'hit neither.
You've got to be kidding right?A-Unit said:Soleil Moon Fry. Not only did she go from Punk to F*ucking hot with massive mamaries, but she's gorgeous now.
Again, you can't be serious. Sure she's got a fat ass and the ghetto boys like that, but her face just looks busted, seriously busted. Her eyes are droopy, her cheeks are puffy, her nose profile shows up on Google Earth, and her lips look so collagen pumped it's not even funny. And the ass is the only thing she has going for her. While she might not have a pot-belly, her body is still astoundingly unremarkable (thunder-thighs, anyone?). She's built an entire following on a fat ass. It's crazy, I have more respect for that whacknut Paris Hilton. Vida doesn't deserve 10 seconds of UHF broadcasting if you ask me.A-Unit said:Vida Guerra.
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.
"Decentralization of fame"wayword said:Actually, now with Myspace and other internet sites, everybody can be a "star" and people are starting to care less about all these overrated Hollywood puppets. Seriously, Eva, Jennifer Aniston, Britney or even Angelina would be average at best on Myspace.
So, I see the decentralization of fame as a good thing here. Less power to these stupid matinee idols and more power back to the people!
I agree, she only looked really good from one rear angle in some MAXIM shoot, and that was IT! If you see her standing around, she is short, squat and her face looks like T-Mac! Talk about a butterface!S1NN3R said:God, she's only four or five years older than me and she looks 40-something.
Again, you can't be serious. Sure she's got a fat ass and the ghetto boys like that, but her face just looks busted, seriously busted. Her eyes are droopy, her cheeks are puffy, her nose profile shows up on Google Earth, and her lips look so collagen pumped it's not even funny.
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.
19 or 20, something like that. She was in The Hills Have Eyes also....Espi said:How old is she? Just curious.
http://www.imdb.com/gallery/hh/1925...03683.jpg?path=pgallery&path_key=Ortiz, LauraS1NN3R said:19 or 20, something like that. She was in The Hills Have Eyes also....
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.
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.