DJ_in_making
Master Don Juan
I see Mystery with some pretty Average looking girls.. not ugly but not as hot as I would expect.
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.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
Ive never seen katya before, do you have any pics?Rollo Tomassi said:To be completely honest, I don't see these guys with any chick I'd personally rate above an HB8. Style's ex I'd rate an HB8, but I have pretty high standards. Even Kataya from the game I would rate a 7.5 at best.
And don't be fooled by the Dahm triplets shot there either, they take pictures with a lot of guys at special events.
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.
All of those pics are Mystery.Espi said:A few of those pics aren't Mystery, though. He's 6'5". Looks like a Mystery impersonator in few of those pics.
I wholeheartedly agree.God_of_getting_layed said:1. all these guys are ugly a fvck accept for 2
2. none of these guys score real hot *****es, they score cute girls at best
3. theyre not proof that looks dont matter, but they are proof that the numbers game works. Even if your ugly, you can try chick after chick after chick, youll eventually find an anomaly that ethier thinks your hot, or an anomaly that doesnt care about the way a guy looks. Your typical hot chick requires atleast a guy who is "cute" in her eyes. THese guys have been labeled PUAs only becuase theyve gotten lots of chicks via the numbers game. What they dont want you to know is the huge number of rejections they have experienced in the process. Its probably a number so big you have to use scientific notation to write it out lol.
4. Some of these guys are phonies. the first out of the many that comes to mind is David Dangelo and Ross Jefferies, theres many more phonies in that page of so called "PUAs."
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
It didnt help you one bit huh?You're supposed to try one method that fits your personality, not try all of them. They may not be the answer to beautiful supermodels but they still get women because of what they do.Bvbidd said:Nobody has.
They're fvcken losers.
I've tried all their stuff and it's gay as fvck and got no results I also see guys who act like them and they get a lot of attention and no pvssy. Girls think PUAs are sad.
The second I went AFC I got pvssy. The only catch was I had to have some actual value, not pretend I do with gay "pua skills". Oh, I'm not as ugly as these fvcks. Probally neither is 3/4 of this board.
Girls don't care if your AFC, as long as your not a loser or ugly. It's fvcken simple.
Oh, sorry, I didn't know you knew all of these people personally. After all, how else would you know everything about them and their social life?God_of_getting_layed said:1. all these guys are ugly a fvck accept for 2
2. none of these guys score real hot *****es, they score cute girls at best
3. theyre not proof that looks dont matter, but they are proof that the numbers game works. Even if your ugly, you can try chick after chick after chick, youll eventually find an anomaly that ethier thinks your hot, or an anomaly that doesnt care about the way a guy looks. Your typical hot chick requires atleast a guy who is "cute" in her eyes. THese guys have been labeled PUAs only becuase theyve gotten lots of chicks via the numbers game. What they dont want you to know is the huge number of rejections they have experienced in the process. Its probably a number so big you have to use scientific notation to write it out lol.
4. Some of these guys are phonies. the first out of the many that comes to mind is David Dangelo and Ross Jefferies, theres many more phonies in that page of so called "PUAs."
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.
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.