Technical1
Senior Don Juan
brilliant post.
She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
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
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
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.
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.
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.