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Master Don Juan
Mia Sara when she did Ferris Bueller's Day Off
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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.
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.
This chick is pretty close. Local news reporter here who's like 23 years old just out of college. She walked into the grocery store I worked in last night to grab some stuff. I'd say at least 9.5 in person. I mean I was in uniform so I didn't try cold approach because I'd look like a dork in work attire. If I wasn't in uniform I'd cold approach even though I'm 15 years older. Although I shouldn't think I'm a dork cause young reporters get paid crap. With my business and the other job I'm making quite a bit more than her anyway.
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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.
So you like women who look 12 years old. Nice.Searching around online. This is pretty close to a 10 imo
Same girl on the right. Definitely not 12. Probably 20-ish. Her sister is hot too.So you like women who look 12 years old. Nice.
My mistake, I though you were talking about my latest post in this thread.So you like women who look 12 years old. Nice.
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.
lol true.I can't give a girl a 10 anymore. My scale stops at 9.5 because every single one has a .5 deduction from their stupid pie hole they call a mouth that they talk with.
The girl to the right of your girl is hotter to meThe girl in the middle is a smoking hot HB10 imo, (The brunette with the leather boots).
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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.
xDThe girl to the right of your girl is hotter to me
Yeah I like the blondI'm more into brunettes' than blonds..
Maybe it has to do with that there is tonnes of blonde birds here in Scandinavia. But yeah @SargeMaximus the other brunette is sexy too.
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.