Bonhomme
Master Don Juan
That's just too cute for words
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She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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.
awwww, wheres my beer?Originally posted by crowes22
Cmon man let me give you congrats.
http://smiley.onegreatguy.net/beer.gifOriginally posted by penkitten
awwww, wheres my beer?
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.
uh i already have 4, isnt that my quota?Originally posted by ~ªêQµïTª$~
So how many kids you 2 plan on having?![]()
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So i take it you 2 arent gonna be wanting any MORE kids? ... okOriginally posted by penkitten
uh i already have 4, isnt that my quota?
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.
aint he just the bestest?Originally posted by Serg897
Ive been on these forums for years, and even though I havent really posted much lately, I've always had much respect towards Gio Casanova...( a couple of times I asked you for advice last year over AIM ).
Congratulations!![]()
He's just the sweetest thing ever invented...:crackup:Originally posted by penkitten
aint he just the bestest?
They met on this forum. :woo:Originally posted by Void
I wish you guys the best. Just wondering did you guys meet on sosuave, or did Gio show it to you at one point in the relationship?
And if so, how'd that work?
you guys are so cute in your picutres!!![]()
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.
being married is great , however the bun factory was shut done a few years ago haha. we got puppies instead.iqqi said:^^^^ This thread is two years old, lol.
So, Pennie how is married life with Gio? A fifth bun in the oven yet? You know you had everyone hopeful for a DJ superhero baby!![]()
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.