Ken785
Master Don Juan
...complete bad as$...he tooled Frank Shamrock tonight and destroyed a legend. Give it up for Cung, he silenced the haters...Vietnam stand up!
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.
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.
MMA fighters are a bunch of freakin animals and they PROMOTE violence.ThunderMaverick said:
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.
They are still animals and I don't respect them.ThunderMaverick said:Because he made a choice to get paid to block his opponent's fist with his face?
Did you watch the fight? Very smart and very technical.
If they were being animals they'd bite each other and rip each other's skin off. The winner would the go on to set the loser's body on fire and eat him.
Give me a break. It's brutal yes. It's awful yes. It's a sport. A lot of training and strategy to go into it.
That much I respect.
.........stuka1939 said:They are still animals and I don't respect them.
I respect Martial Artists and I am ALL FOR self-defense, but not this nonsense.
Are you also a vegetarian? What about a Communist? How about this transfer of taxes to investment bankers? What about Che Guevaro, do you respect him?stuka1939 said:They are still animals and I don't respect them.
I respect Martial Artists and I am ALL FOR self-defense, but not this nonsense.
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.
Gay? you guys are sub human for supporting that stuff.Trinitron said:Stuka you're gay. Grow a pair.
Also, beating Shamrock isn't such an accomplishment any more.
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.
Pfft. Almost all of the guys I meet training MMA are gentlemen, unlike kick boxing and boxing where the egos are massive (in some clubs).stuka1939 said:Gay? you guys are sub human for supporting that stuff.
Two guys in the ring acting like animals.
Atleast boxing is more sophisticated and has class.
Your a total GIRL stuka...jesus man...youre 31, grow a penis already!.stuka1939 said:Gay? you guys are sub human for supporting that stuff.
Two guys in the ring acting like animals.
Atleast boxing is more sophisticated and has class.
Bible_Belt said:Thanks for posting the video link.
Stuka, you respect "martial artists" and boxers, but mma fighters are simply a combination of the two. Boxing is even more bloody and brutal than mma - cuts are just as bad, brain damage is worse from getting a long pounding to the head from those big padded gloves.
LS, to my knowledge, there have been two deaths resulting from mma matches, but both instances involve a fighter having a previously undetected heart condition. Any strenuous activity will kill a few people.
I've been training mma four nights a week since December, and am looking to have my first cage fight in Sep-Oct of this year. Almost a year of training will go into a fight that will probably be over within a minute or two. Given that I'm already 32, I've never going to make it to the UFC. People keep asking me why I am doing this. The best answer I can give is "to see if I can." I train with the best dojo of fighters around. For the first couple of months, I got my ass kicked up and down every night. Now everyone says I am getting much better, and I have started to actually be able to make other fighters tap out on occasion. Despite my body being a constant rainbow of bruises, I'm now in the best shape I've been in since high school. I started out at about 170 pounds. Now I'm 160, but look 185, body fat keeps dropping from the intense cardio, arms and chest getting bigger. Submission grappling is one hell of a workout.
Training to fight has actually taken much of the fight out of me in daily life, made me much less of an animal. I tend to just laugh at tough guy sh!t talkers these days. I don't need a chance to prove anything, as I get that chance on the mat at every mma class. I've also learned that there is an inverse relationship between sh!t-talking and actual ability. Every time we hold a cage fight, there will be guys in the audience talking about how big and bad they are and how they would kick all kinds of ass in the cage. But then after they go home and sober up, we never see them again, lol. It's only outside the dojo that guys talk sh!t, because inside, they are forced to back up their words.
mma is swallowing other fighting sports. Boxing goes downhill every year; big stars are going to the UFC. Other than Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, which has exploded in popularity due to its success as an art in the octagon, other martial arts like the various types of Karate and TQD are all declining in popularity. Bruce Lee saw all of this happening thirty years ago, which is why his art of Jeet Kune Do preached that the best style is no style. Modern mma has become just that - no style, formed from a mixture of every style.
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.