Poonani Maker
Master Don Juan
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The guy on the right http://i9.tinypic.com/2rnzgax.jpg
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.
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.
Wow, dude, you look pretty badass in that picture.Aurelio Tiziano said:
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
Your like a mix between Chris Angel and Kid Rock lolPoonani Maker said:The guy on the right http://i9.tinypic.com/2rnzgax.jpg
On Broadway.... I went to that club last summer, 10 homies, half had game, nobody got any play, we all got pissed and went to TJRebound Material said:me and some friends at the club for friends bday
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hahah oh man! Besides a crap ass night what'd you think of it? So many hot b!tches there it hurts...I go there so much the fcukin bouncers and 1 of those bathroom guys knows us! lol.ready123 said:On Broadway.... I went to that club last summer, 10 homies, half had game, nobody got any play, we all got pissed and went to TJ
lol
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.
yea it's a dope club. probably the only club I've been to where I've seen a line INSIDE the clubRebound Material said:hahah oh man! Besides a crap ass night what'd you think of it? So many hot b!tches there it hurts...I go there so much the fcukin bouncers and 1 of those bathroom guys knows us! lol.
You're definitely a good-looking guy, Wutang. But a lot of us know women could care less.wutangfinancial said:just snapped a shirtless pic with my crap laptop camera...should really go back to the gym, lol
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If you notice, and I'm asking Stuka for advice, my main problem is an asymmetry between my two eyes. I don't think that can be corrected. Other than my height, that's my main insecurity.
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.
wutangfinancial said:just snapped a shirtless pic with my crap laptop camera...should really go back to the gym, lol
http://p1.hotornot.com/pics/HE/HU/KM/NQ/RMKUSQHXVLWD.jpg
If you notice, and I'm asking Stuka for advice, my main problem is an asymmetry between my two eyes. I don't think that can be corrected. Other than my height, that's my main insecurity.
Crazy Asian said:ell me wut ur first impression of me is.
like what kinda guy i am and how i look.
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.