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Master Don Juan
don't dump her, LJBF her ass! That way you won't have to worry about the brothers cuz you will still be her boy friend, just not her boyfriend. case closed.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
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.
What does that mean?LJBF
les jus b friendsOriginally posted by Wubbman
What does that mean?
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.
Wow, so you invited her brothers who threatened to beat you up over to your house for cookies and milk? And then you TELL them you recorded their sister's words. You're just asking for an asswhooping aren't ya?Originally posted by BornWinner
I did that today. I played back the recording to her brothers when they were at my house today. I told them that their threat isn't going to work since I've recorded their sister's words. As I dialed 999, they whacked me up and broke the tape recorder. They pulled out the tape and told me that's the end of it........That's nothing you can do now and since you're whacked as well, you have no evidence to show to the cops. Enjoy
Since I have no options anymore, I guess getting a gun is better. Do you think I should I do that?
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.
So I don't have them. DARN IT!!!!! Otherwise, I would have got them earlier.......Originally posted by wolfie
all those books on revenge and you didn't know to make another copy of your blackmail material??
MORON!!!!!!Originally posted by BornWinner
. Keep the tape, then wait till her psychotic assh0le inbred brothers call you up, taperecord that too, after the bro iss done shouting at you because he's mad the goat isn't putting out anymore, play back to him the psycho sisters words.
I did that today. I played back the recording to her brothers when they were at my house today. I told them that their threat isn't going to work since I've recorded their sister's words. As I dialed 999, they whacked me up and broke the tape recorder. They pulled out the tape and told me that's the end of it........That's nothing you can do now and since you're whacked as well, you have no evidence to show to the cops. Enjoy
Since I have no options anymore, I guess getting a gun is better. Do you think I should I do that?
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.