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Master Don Juan
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Why do we fall, Master Bruce?I ended up slipping on my shoe and fell like an idiot in front of everyone but i played it off.
So we can learn to pick ourselves up.
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.
Why do we fall, Master Bruce?I ended up slipping on my shoe and fell like an idiot in front of everyone but i played it off.
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.
Did you end up purchasing the organic vegetables or not?So I was at the grocery store yesterday and was purchasing some organic vegetables as well as filet mignon meats. As I was checking out I saw this hot sloot latina. I slid up to the line and she got behind me. I could tell she was noticing my triceps and forarm muscles flexing so I looked at her with a wolfs gaze and raised my eyebrows "you like?". She smiled and bit her lip and looked down. I could tell she was getting moisture accumulation. I just got done working out so I could feel my test levels emenating off of me. I just got this gold chain the other day and was feeling pretty alpha. At this point the cashier got fresh with me. some wannabe alpha. i could tell his test levels were medium but he was out of shape, slumpy looking. I said "hey bro, im talking to this pretty lady, right here Ill be with you in a sec". As I said this some dbag in line was like "hey this isnt tinder bro". I looked in dead in the face and said if he speaks one more time ill consider that a threat to my safety and will respond. He got in my face and swung at me. I was pissed because I dodged it but he still messed up my hair somehow. **** pissed me off royally. I ended up slipping on my shoe and fell like an idiot in front of everyone but i played it off. Whatever I walked out and called him a phaggot. When I got outside i was getting in my AMG benz and I made sure to stop near the entrance and then when the automatic doors opened i peeled out on em. whatever just another day. i think i saw that latina checking me out as i left so maybe ill go back and run into her who knows?
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.
How do you know we're not just pretending to believe it and we are the ones making fun? And you fell for it!How in the absolute **** do any of y’all believe this ****? He’s literally making fun of all you. And you all fell for it!
Hahahahahahaha!
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.
douchebag = alpha wannabedouchebag ≠ alpha