Francisco d'Anconia
Master Don Juan
Your eloquence never ceases to amaze...KarmaSutra said:The fvck? 'Cisco please. :moon:
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.
Your eloquence never ceases to amaze...KarmaSutra said:The fvck? 'Cisco please. :moon:
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.
"Hollywood" in quotes. Doesn't matter where the shooting location is.Deus ex Pianoforte said:First of all, it's Austin, not Hollywood.Second, it's a reality show, dude...not a sitcom. There's a big difference between total fiction, and "Some portions of the show not affecting the outcome have been edited."
So were you on "The Real World" or a member of the production team?
Very true. Just look at how quick Angelina whipped Brad into shape and turned him into her own personal little bitсh.
There's a big difference between total fiction 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.
Deus ex Pianoforte said:Why so much emphasis on looks? Are you really suggesting that his only hope to lay beautiful women is to either fake being a mobster or "become a millionaire"? This dude made it to the final THREE. Not to toot my own horn or anything, but I'm much better looking than Joe both face and body, but if I was on the show I would've probably been beaten out by Spoons.
Joe's probably having a 3-way right NOW with two blonde cheerleaders named Amber and Tiffany.
:rockon: :yes: :rock:belividere said:I'm just glad that the fat kid who kept opening with that lame ass fight line is gone.
And wrestling is still real to some people.Deus ex Pianoforte said:Laguna Beach and The Hills are in a completely different league than The Pickup Artist.
Deus ex Pianoforte said:Hollywood conspiracy theories. I'd rather judge for myself rather than read tabloids and listen to what 3rd party sources have to say about the sexual orientation of certain celebrities.QUOTE]
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Dude, the Matrix has you.
You're an advertisers dream.
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.
Please read your sig line 3 times right now.Deus ex Pianoforte said:Why so much emphasis on looks? Are you really suggesting that his only hope to lay beautiful women is to either fake being a mobster or "become a millionaire"? This dude made it to the final THREE. Not to toot my own horn or anything, but I'm much better looking than Joe both face and body, but if I was on the show I would've probably been beaten out by Spoons.
Joe's probably having a 3-way right NOW with two blonde cheerleaders named Amber and Tiffany.
Again you make excuses to argue. You are the prime example of flame baiting on this site. Someone brings up the slightest consideration to looks in any thread and you respond. Anyways if you search back you'll see that I brought these pointless threads up to the mods a long time ago. You were part of the main reason.Deus ex Pianoforte said:I know if you noticed or not, but I was RESPONDING to a claim that looks matter when it's obvious they don't (judging by fat Joe's high ranking on the show). It happens to be a subject I feel very passionate about, and I really hate to see people try to instill a self-limiting perspective on life into newbies. Seduction is about breaking FREE of the chains and living your life to the fullest...not limiting yourself to which women you can get by the ratio of your upper lip to your nose to the size of your forehead.
Ignore me if the truth irritates you to that degree. Or get the mods to allow me thread-deletion privileges.I'll just make a bot to search any new thread for the phrase "looks matter" and auto-delete any such thread.
What action did fat joe get?Deus ex Pianoforte said:I know if you noticed or not, but I was RESPONDING to a claim that looks matter when it's obvious they don't (judging by fat Joe's high ranking on the show).
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.