WhitePimp
Master Don Juan
When you keep forgetting time and time again that "nice girls" dont want to be treated like princesses, but like goddamn objects of sex too!
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.
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.
:crackup:DogFashionDisco said:When you think you have true love and then you catch the early flight home from San Diego and a couple of nude people jump out of your bathroom blindfolded like a goddamn magic show ready to double team your girlfriend...
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.
DogFashionDisco said:When you think you have true love and then you catch the early flight home from San Diego and a couple of nude people jump out of your bathroom blindfolded like a goddamn magic show ready to double team your girlfriend...
Disagree. This even happens to the best DJ's out there. Does that mean they're AFC?Rollo Tomassi said:She's reacted coldly to a kiss or other casual physical contact at least once (this includes giving you the cheek when you lean in to kiss her goodnight).
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.
guiltyRollo Tomassi said:when you deliberately do more sets of a particular exercise at the gym because you're in the vicinity of a hot girl
Is it me, or does that line never get old?1. All your base are belong to us.
What you say?!!!Desdinova said:Is it me, or does that line never get old?![]()
LOL! Yeah, women can cause otherwise masculine men to sound like petunia pickin' pansies. I'll have to try your approach to that one. "How come you never call ME pumpkin, a55hole."Man, I'll be with some dude, talking all swears and rough, then suddenly "Hello, sweetie. Meow, meow, meow. Poo-poo, goo-goo. Bye."
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.
I had a roommate that talked like that, even worse once he was sleeping, his phone rang and he answered in a high pitch voice:Man, I'll be with some dude, talking all swears and rough, then suddenly "Hello, sweetie. Meow, meow, meow. Poo-poo, goo-goo. Bye."
Maddox does seem AFC...PeterNorthisawesome said:.... when you drop names in conversations without properly introducing the new characters first, so you'll be sitting at your desk waiting for your boss to leave so you can go home early, when suddenly a co-worker will drop by and just start talking about Jack or John or Dwayne, and you're wondering who the hell still names their kid "Dwayne," and when the exact moment was that you decided your life was for sale at an hourly rate of $16.75, give or take a ****ty office party every year and a box of stale donuts in the morning, only to go home to a dumpy apartment in some **** hole state that people more successful than you glance at out of their window as they pass over in a private jet on their way home to bang their hot trophy wives.
Ya he b'tches way too much IMO, he's still funny though. Tucker Max owns Maddox!Serialized3 said:Maddox does seem AFC...