Poonani Maker
Master Don Juan
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The guy on the right http://i9.tinypic.com/2rnzgax.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.
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.
Wow, dude, you look pretty badass in that picture.Aurelio Tiziano 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.
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
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.
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.
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.
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.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.