Immaculate
Master Don Juan
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Wyldfire, get over here in those c@m fukk me boots before I light the fuse on your tampon, woman!
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.
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.
patheticOriginally posted by Immaculate
Wyldfire, get over here in those c@m fukk me boots before I light the fuse on your tampon, woman!
Yes you most certainly are.Originally posted by RaWBLooD
pathetic
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.
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.
We met up at a bar that I specified. She's not a bar chick... she's a freakin programmer who supposedly makes over 100K a year...living in a 500K+ home all alone.Originally posted by MackJr
It's odd that this is in the mature men section.
You had a One Night Stand. You shouldn't expect any more from a bar chick. Only 20% of marriages come from bars and clubs.
DECIDE WHAT YOU WANT. If you specialize in LTRs, avoid the bars and clubs unless you expressly want an ONS.
Aren't you the guy that got a DWI and then had sex with his girlfriend without a condom the other day?
You're out of control, dude. If you can't decide rationally when adn how how sex is a part of your life, you've missed the whole idea of being a DJ.
Originally posted by MackJr
Female programmers are like HB9s or 10s even if they're only 5s in real life. This is because they work in mostly male environments, because most women don't have minds configured to like logic and programming.
Take a look at The Art of Seduction. What you've just experienced is essentially the female Dandy. A woman who doesn't possess the whiny and clinginess of normal women, so she's immune to the standard male fare. It's similar to the Laura Croft effect.
Anyway, that book talks about each seduction style and its countermove.
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.
Go ahead and post your PM...it doesn't reflect at all on me...it only shows that you foolishly value this woman MORE than you do yourself. That is dumb.Originally posted by Immaculate
Wyld check your PM. I was a gentleman and didn't post it.
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.