"She Made Her Decision Before You Finished Your Sentence"
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.
Stripclubs
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"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.
Bonhomme
Master Don Juan
Beyond that, O'd recommed getting a sense of what the strippers want (within bounds of "gray area" legality, of course), and scale that down to reality. Getting good "talent" would be a definite plus.
They could be pretty lucrative if run right.
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"How I Made Sure No Woman Ever Friend-Zoned Me Again"
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.
backbreaker
Master Don Juan
however, most have a 5-20 dollar door charge. On top of that, say there are 20 girls working at a night (typical say friday night), each one, at least in LR, pays the club 75 dollars to work for the night and they keep the rest.
on lap dances, club gets about 25% of the cut. A 300 dollar hour lap dance the club is going to make about 100 bucks.
As far as buying a club, it's just like any business, I need to see financial statements. A good, very good valuation of a business or how much it will cost to buy is to take what they avg on a year income wise and mulitply by 2. usually you are looking close to or over 7 figures.
you are better off starting one if you can. But if you can buy an established one that is somewhat run down and turn it around that's great too. This is something I have long concerned but I have other things going on that are more important that to be around drug addict tramps all day. But it's a cashed based business... nothing wrong with that. and I still might one day
"She Laughed All Night. Then She Ghosted You. Here's Why."
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.