Francisco d'Anconia
Master Don Juan
Someone should make that a requirement for women in order for them to become feminist...backbreaker said:...someone should ban women who don't give head
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
Someone should make that a requirement for women in order for them to become feminist...backbreaker said:...someone should ban women who don't give head
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.
Someone should go around with a red permanent marker and draw a big X on exposed muffin tops. Better yet, they should draw a circle with a slash through it, like one would see on a "no parking" or "no smoking" sign... as if to advise the general public that "muffin tops are prohibited here."Francisco d'Anconia said:Someone should tell women with muffin tops that they should not wear low rise jeans.
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.
I agree.backbreaker said:actually I kinda dig flip flops on the right girl.. she has to have pretty feet though
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.
grinder said:…pass a law that marriage licenses automatically expire every year unless renewed by both parties…..
Ohhhhhh... I'm going to bring up this concept in class tomorrow! This will certainly spur a good conversation!grinder said:…pass a law that marriage licenses automatically expire every year unless renewed by both parties…..
How about something like those portable drug identification kits that cops carry. Get some of her saliva, put it in the kit, if it turns blue, turn and run quick!RedPill said:Someone should direct millions of dollars of capital toward the development of the STD breathalyzer.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
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.