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 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.
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.
eleven white roses and a compact mirror, with a card explaining some b.s. or another, but basically letting her know there are only 11 roses.
Playa style? More like average frustrated chump style. I say give her a $5 Gift Certificate to McDonald's and tell her to take herself out that night while you go fvck some NEW *****.Originally posted by Young Juan
Simple playa style.....
When she ask why there are only 11 roses, have her open up the mirror and look at herself in it, and tell her she's lookin at the twelvth rose.
Playa style? More like average frustrated chump style. I say give her a $5 Gift Certificate to McDonald's and tell her to take herself out that night while you go fvck some NEW *****.
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.
I was very curious about all of this, so I decided to ask my Magic Eight Ball a few questions.Originally posted by vectorz
Playa style? More like average frustrated chump style. I say give her a $5 Gift Certificate to McDonald's and tell her to take herself out that night while you go fvck some NEW *****.
It's called cognitive dissonance.Originally posted by SamePendo
I just forgot what the name for this is,, but it is from psychology,, that they give themselves reasons to justify something they do.
Sure, how about a Dandelion? Or a bouquet of hemp?Originally posted by Bungo Pony
I'm going to get my woman a card, write some stuff in it, and 1 flower - however it won't be a rose. That's too damn common. I'm not sure the type of flower I'm going to get her, but it will be something along the lines of her favorite color. One flower can speak more than a dozen roses.
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.
Originally posted by vectorz
Playa style? More like average frustrated chump style. I say give her a $5 Gift Certificate to McDonald's and tell her to take herself out that night while you go fvck some NEW *****.
Originally posted by RKTek
Which is why a new holiday has been created. March 20th is now officially "Steak & Bl*wJ*b Day." Simple, effective and self-explanatory...this
holiday has been created so your ladies can have a day to show your man just how much you love him . No cards, no flowers, no special nights on the
town or other AFC cr*p, the name of the holiday explains it all...just a steak and a BJ.
That's it. This twin pairing of Valentine's Day and Steak & Bl*wJ*b Day will usher in a new age of love as men everywhere will try THAT much harder in February to ensure a more memorable March!
It's like a perpetual love machine.
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.