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.
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.
Christ, everywhere you go you say some slightly subtle racist comment. You have problems, bro.worship said:
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.
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.
Why, because I find black girls ugly? I'm pretty sure most white people find black women disgusting (looks-wise) anyway.kraytkiller said:
I didn't even think of that and wasn't my intention. However that's actually quite funny LOL.Cr1msonKing said:
Pretty sure they did, not my fault my post was misinterpreted and people jumped to the wrong conclusions. The whole 'mugshot' thing didn't even cross my mind, I just saw 'ugliest hookers' thread name and a link with a lot of ugly black women.Cr1msonKing said:
This:Cr1msonKing said:
Those are mugshots, nobody is going to look perfect on a mugshot, the first picture on the line up is ok, the rest... some of them look like trannies.speakeasy said:I absolutely cannot believe there is one single man on this planet that would pay money to f*ck one of these women. It is beyond belief. You could lock me up in prison for 50 years and I don't think I'd want to touch one of these if you put her in my cell.
http://freshpics.blogspot.com/2008/12/ugliest-prostitute-mug-shots.html
speakeasy said:
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.
There isn't really, but there are an abundance of butthurt hypersensitive moralfags who cry at any mention of race and claim it's racism to spark a debate.snackwitch said:
"whose" way of thinking are you talking about?worship said:
Probably yours; the mainstream/moralistic/brainwashed way of thinking which seemingly 99% of the population has adopted... which is 'any mention of races being different from one another is racism', 'racism is bad', 'racists are terrible people', 'ZOMG RACISM!!!11!', etc.snackwitch said:
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.
