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.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
In retrospect it was funny!KontrollerX said:Don't worry Des I'm plotting revenge for you as we speak.
I've got a great idea for a character to make at that place and I'm going to need KarmaSutra's unique brand of comedy to tear my character apart...but more gently than he does here to real AFC's so that the symps and feminists over there don't ban us.
Ahh who am I kidding? He got away with the double penetration campbell's soup Mother Theresa joke over there he can say anything that he wants. :crackup:
So yeah its gonna be fvckin great if I can muster the energy either later today or tomorrow to create the account and PM Karma and give him the details of how this needs to go. I've got a bit more planned to mess with their heads than just comedy talk.![]()
I'm off to Lala Land! Just found something to fvck with!Desdinova said:blind_otter
This chick is seriously fvcked in the head. You're best to just ignore her since she'll go fvcking ballistic and spew out a bunch of bull5hit that makes no sense whatsoever. It just shows how easily it is to fvck up her emotional state.
I'm here all week!Desdinova said:.... I fukkin died laughing at "I'm still not convinced that you're not a wimp" :crackup:
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.
If you want someone to f*ck with...jump in on this wonderful thread.KarmaSutra said:I'm off to Lala Land! Just found something to fvck with!
iqqi said:No Des, You're WRONG again!
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.
Today, 9:42 PM #1Desdinova said:
You've been regularly making me laugh. I'm damn proud of keto, his mighty sword of logic cuts straight through their shield of obsfucation and armour of lame mockery.bigjohnson said:I'm here all week!
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.