You must be pretty young, eh?Originally posted by Ice Cold
Oh puhlease. Do you read the knight tales too?
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 must be pretty young, eh?Originally posted by Ice Cold
Oh puhlease. Do you read the knight tales too?
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.
ROFLOriginally posted by icepick
You must be pretty young, eh?
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
sweet punani is poetry. you didn't know?Originally posted by Mr. Delicious
Also I thought it was funny how you made the post sound poetic or whatever and then all of the sudden add the word "punani" into it. It completely lost all of its artistic meaning after that hahahahha.
you obviously don't know what i am talking about...no offense to you, since i know you young guys would rather one-up each other and keep your status and reputation than try to discuss something...so...sure, you are right, it is all "deep rapport". rapport is everything. whatever you say bro.Originally posted by Ice Cold
ROFL
You're the 3rd person to ask me that in the last 2 days. yes I am.
And all those magical quirks and facial expressions are called deep rapport![]()
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.
yeah, that's what dekka said.Originally posted by Good_ol_boy
Iggi, if you were just 20 years older....
please, when considering age you are generally correct but their are a few of us whos head are not completely up our a$$esOriginally posted by icepick
you obviously don't know what i am talking about...no offense to you, since i know you young guys would rather one-up each other and keep your status and reputation than try to discuss something...so...sure, you are right, it is all "deep rapport". rapport is everything. whatever you say bro.
quite ironic i see you as much more of a troll and an attension seeker than any female on this board.myfriendblu: Bla bla bla bla another useless post by a attention whor on this board
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.
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.