Technical1
Senior Don Juan
brilliant post.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
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.
It sounds good, and is funny, but it assumes much. The Powerful male and the AFC will both get pimped by either a drug dealer, a criminal or especially a drugged out musician. And the rich guy will pimp out all three. In the movie "Scarface" it wasnt until the rich, drugged out criminal drug dealer GOT super-rich and powerful that he was able to score Elvira. He literally had to kill his competition (Frank Lopez) Then he simply walked into her bedroom, and slipped the covers off her naked body, and told her, "Get up, you're coming with me, Frank is finished" and she sleepily agreed.gekkoca said:Dark Dream...
Yoda of advice you are.
Excellent Post...
I really appreciate your effort into this forum.This is it in a nut shell.
So how come hunter does not kino..?
Ahhhh to get prey curious... entice prey to come to hunter and lessen hunters effort.Not have hunter chase and waste unneccesary energy.Efficient.Yes!
Because you're too scared of getting caught. Being a criminal takes balls. Getting on stage and performing takes balls. Going to the gym, working hard, paying your taxes, not so much. Lots of women, especially the young hot ones, are unable to prioritize anything higher than great big hairy man-sized BALLS.epitome said:then why don't we all go start dealing drugs, JackPrescott
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.
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.
The only problem I have with the original post is, as usual with pickup material, looks and money are undervalued or discredited. This is because the gurus who are trying to sell their method want to be able to say looks and money aren't important. Because that's their clientele - guys without looks or money. Chances are if they had either, they wouldn't be needing a pickup guru.Jack Prescott said:In the movie "Scarface" it wasnt until the rich, drugged out criminal drug dealer GOT super-rich and powerful that he was able to score Elvira.
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.