Bonhomme
Master Don Juan
Not sure I'd do her even with her hair, though you really can't tell until you experience the sort of vibe you get from someone in person.
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.
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.
One of the media outlets (can't remember who) did a survey to women (can't remember their ages) asking which they would prefer most; beauty, money or fame. The majority chose fame!Wyldfire said:She keeps entering and then leaving rehab facilities. It's kinda too bad the press won't leave her alone...it's gotta be hard to sort out her issues when she's under a microscope. Sad, really...
I wouldn't want to be famous at all. I'm already attractive, so I'd take the cold, hard cash. I'd pay off all my bills, buy a house and a camp to go to with the kiddos, get all the kids their own cars and pay for their college, pay for more college for me, start Mutual funds for all of my kids and then start a free intensive rehab program for treating addiction for poor and homeless people. Yep, yep...I could do so much more with the moola.Francisco d'Anconia said:One of the media outlets (can't remember who) did a survey to women (can't remember their ages) asking which they would prefer most; beauty, money or fame. The majority chose fame!![]()
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.
So, you claim.Wyldfire said:I'm already attractive, .
Latinoman said:So, you claim.![]()
That's it. Britney also believes that Pope John Paul II was the devil. Nahhh, she actually thinks that Pope John Paul and Cardinal George Ringo were a couple of guys in a band that played Beatles covers.Wyldfire said:...
Maybe she wants to make a statement like Sinead O'Connor.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
I hope that he gets the damn kid!!! He should, but with how the court system is, I don't know if he will.Francisco d'Anconia said::crackup: You guys know that she signed herself into rehab after getting her buzz. Well, after a single day in (again), she's signed herself out again. K-Fed is trying to get an emergency court hearing to get the kids. Who would have thunk that he was the more stable of the two.
I know, that's the first thing I think of whenever he comes up. And that's the lesser of two evils?comic_relief said:...btw about K-Fed remember when he won the wrestling match against that one wrestler? *slaps head*
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.
Maybe it's just me, but I find that alot of people who work in the civil services, cops especially, get off on playing around with their authority.Bonhomme said:It's more like the courts are often unfair, period. I really think a lot of sicko judges get off on committing injustices. Their way of being God for a day.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.