"She's Out of Your League"

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.

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So f*ck on the first date or bust?

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Can you elaborate a little on "pimp energy"? If you have the time to give a few examples of some scenarios on how one should act that would be awesome.
Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.

I have a task for you: Listen to the Black Philip show for an hour every day for the next 90 days.
https://www.youtube.com/user/CultOfBlackPhillip

There are 13 shows at just under 2 hours, so let's just say there are 25 hours.......If you can't sit in front of the computer for an hour, which would be boring in any case....convert the videos into mp3 files and listen to it on your commute, while running, walking the dog, making your dinner, washing the dishes and so on.....
http://www.listentoyoutube.com

Patrice especially but Dante too, go really deep........so deep with subtle concepts and energy patterns that probably a lot will go over the head of man. For this reason I recommend multiple listens........

Reflect on his concepts and observe them in your life and personal interactions. Start gently applying some of his concepts in to your interactions with women and you should be quietly observing energy shifts within your stratosphere. You will grasp yourself what I mean by pimp energy.
 

"I just moved here from Florida."

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.

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