Poonani Maker
Master Don Juan
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The guy on the right http://i9.tinypic.com/2rnzgax.jpg
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.
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.
Wow, dude, you look pretty badass in that picture.Aurelio Tiziano said:
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.
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
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.
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
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.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
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 calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.