iqqi
Master Don Juan
Ha, good one, the both of ya's.
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.
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.
Senor Fingers, some of your posts are legend, and will be a part of sosuave history.Señor Fingers said:@My potential banning
It's in your hands folks, I wont stay if I am not wanted.
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.
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.
I have sat and watched this too. I can't say I am surprised.Señor Fingers said:I am asking for forgiveness here so that I can be a credit to this community again, some of you are very forgiving (LOL at the "queer eye" comment) yet others of you feel compelled to spit in my face and kick me while I'm down.
I'm not going to invalidate your feelings. I'm sure you have your reasons for being so upset and jumping to conclusions. You may not grant me pardon, but I forgive you despite your hatred.
I actually try to avoid those. (Flame wars). It got pretty bad here a few months ago, and at one point I was really really upset, but I sat back, went and read some history. I read what they did to Wyldfire, and how she just wouldn't back down, even when it wasn't even worth it to fight.Gaucho said:One more question for IQQI, since the days I used to post here a lot (also under another screen name), I always wondered WTF were you even doing here? I had a lot of respect for Wyldfire, who gave good advice and actually cared to argue against all the nobs and newbs here who are simply 15-18 year olds with loud mouths, but what do you post about? I only see you in flame wars, not sure if you enjoy the drama or what?
Fingz wtf man...Señor Fingers said:I am asking for forgiveness here so that I can be a credit to this community again, some of you are very forgiving (LOL at the "queer eye" comment) yet others of you feel compelled to spit in my face and kick me while I'm down.
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.
Ok well here's what I'm wondering:Mr.Positive said:We do not wish to see you banned, however, some of us are wondering if, in fact, you are Iqqi!
Probably my favourite quote. I bring this up when something really bad happens, and I'm sure most people that know me well would gave heard me telling it to them at one time.An old man and his son worked a small farm, with only one horse to pull the plow. One day the horse ran away.
"How terrible," sympathized the neighbors. "What bad luck!"
"Who knows whether it is bad or good luck" replied the farmer.
A week later, the horse returned from the mountains, leading five wild mares into the barn.
"What wonderful luck!" said the neighbors.
"Good luck? Bad luck? Who knows?" answered the old man.
The next day the son, trying to tame one of the horses, fell and broke his leg.
"How horrible. What bad luck!"
"Bad luck? Good luck?"
The army came to all the farms to take young men for war, but the farmer's son was of no use to them, so he was spared.
"Good? Bad?"
This often comes up when I'm bored or pondering and I think about this. I forgot it was from Finz.Instead of seeing a fragrant eucalyptus tree we have never seen before and admiring it's unique fractal patterns, our minds chime in with "Oh, It's a tree" and destroys the magic of the experience.
Potbelly, sometimes my humor gets the best of me...I apologize if it was misinterpreted.Potbelly said:Ok well here's what I'm wondering:
Do you have a fvcking life? I don't think you do amn...you care so damn much about this forum and people on the forum who could have 10000 screennames.
WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND WOULD GIVE A SH1TTTT??????
I am blown out of my mind by this obsessive bullsh1t.... When was the last time you saw the sun man???\
Fingz is right...rep is everything... People didn't treat Crotch Sniffer too seriously, even when he posted great advice, and when Fingz posts people flock to him. Naturally. But seriously, take the face off the advice given here and judge its validity for yourself, not based on some screenname.
alright i'm gonna go do something productive now. peace all (or maybe I'm going to log off and sign on again on one of my approximately 10591 other SNs....WHO KNOWS??? think about it...obsess over it...I hope you do.)
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.