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 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.
That's some USA $hit. I'm sure there are countries they wouldn't go find new c0ck unless he had died in war.Their man goes to fight in a war, and since they're home all nice and cozy and bored, they find new d!ck.
Uh... huh? it's the same human species living in the USA as on the rest of the planet.That's some USA $hit. I'm sure there are countries they wouldn't go find new c0ck unless he had died in war.
Imagine that though, the sacrifices you've made to ensure her safety and survival and this wh0re as soon as you go off to the battle field, is having a boyfriend over in YOUR house phucking the $hit outta her.
Its cultural. There must be a culture of women with honor.Uh... huh? it's the same human species living in the USA as on the rest of the planet.
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.
ROFLIts cultural. There must be a culture of women with honor.
It may be deserved, but then you would be no better than her.I'd put it on the internet and slvt shame the hell out of her. It's well deserved.