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.
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.
Following this logic a virgin can't be a HB10Rollo Tomassi said:There is no such thing as an HB 10 who you haven't
slept with. The last point to half point is entirely based on sexual performance. It's one thing to have a Ferrari, but it if you have a Ferrari with a VW engine, it's not a Ferrari.
BTW every girl posted so far is no higher than a HB 8.5 by my standards. These girls are average compared with the girls in South Beach, Florida.
Distant Light said:The rating system is pure SHALLOW HAL
I say this because the guy thought the fat girls were 10 and his friend thought differently. This is exactly like us, we all like different things and have different 10s, so there is no way of jugding the girls as to whether or not there 10s because everyone is different. Just respect that they are putting up there 9s/10s whatever.
Anywho I'll just throw some up for a limited time...
http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j91/Distant_Light/zdyme20.jpg
http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j91/Distant_Light/zdyme18.jpg
http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j91/Distant_Light/zdyme4-1.jpg
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.
ChrizZ said:
This pic is airbrushed quite a bit,it doesn't really show much of her body either. How hot do you think she would be in person?Night Owl said:All your tastes suck..... None of them are anything near a HB 10, not even close...
Try this one...
http://www.new-dream.de/image/wallpaper/musik/shania-twain/shania-twain-02.jpg
ketostix said:I'm calling BS on that. Besides it's immaterail if they're airbrushed or not, if they look good they look good. You cannot airbrush to perfection unless perfection exist. Female logic[/QUOT
Huh? If a girl has bad acne thats removed by photoshop, the perfection did not exist.
oh my god. you beat me before i got finished reading the whole 4 pages.NINJA PIMPIN said:This thread makes me sad. Most of you have bought into the Hollywood propaganda and either like fake, blow-up doll lookin b!tches, or just plain slutty girls. Shame on you!
So far the only girl that really turned my head this thread was the one posted be Pete Killahog... natural, feminine, the real deal.
PS - HB10 is a highly subjective rating which depends on
1. How much ass you are getting
2. How sober you are
3. Your level of exposure to hot babes
4. Personal taste
Today's 10 could always be tomorrow's 7, which is why my rating system is binary..she's either hot or she's not.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
movistar said:It didn't exist for the purposes of reality but it existed for the purposes of visual perfection in the photograph. C'mom a 10 physically means a girl with no imperfections in the viewers opinion. If a imperfection didn't exist and there's no such thing as perfection no one would be able to airbrush with the goal of perfection. My point is airbrushed or not a visually perfect girl actually exist in reality for every guy, and more than one.ketostix said:I'm calling BS on that. Besides it's immaterail if they're airbrushed or not, if they look good they look good. You cannot airbrush to perfection unless perfection exist. Female logic[/QUOT
Huh? If a girl has bad acne thats removed by photoshop, the perfection did not exist.
I had 1 hot highschool teacher who taught my health class... she was only 24 years old thoughxdreamz said:but why don't you post a picture of your middle school teacher though..for real, you got to have them be at least a little sexy
Damn looks like my old oneitis that brought me to this site "sniff".KillaPetehog said:
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.
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.