Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
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.
Holy crap.... So fvcking classy....At least she didn't poop on your clothes. This is a fb post from today by a girl on my friends list:
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Indeed!Holy crap....
Lol, yea, I realized what I had said after I got submit. But srsly.... What she did is so low class, and then she posts it on Facebook?Indeed!
FB needs a Poop button.Lol, yea, I realized what I had said after I got submit. But srsly.... What she did is so low class, and then she posts it on Facebook?
Who collects their sh1t!?!?!
Holy hell
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
I think the sh!t was fresh from the tapLol, yea, I realized what I had said after I got submit. But srsly.... What she did is so low class, and then she posts it on Facebook?
Who collects their sh1t!?!?!
Holy hell
No way, it had to be a direct shot. I am picturing her squatting over a garbage bag with an evil grin on her face. She does have nice t!ts, but it's difficult to be attracted to a revenge pooper.Who collects their sh1t!?!?!
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That girl looks like the grandchild of retarded Irish immigrants. Any time you disagree with him, he will call you a female and might even accuse you of being one of his ex's.Wait you actually think this girl is attractive? Am I the only one who's going to say something about this 4.
It's also very creepy that you post pictures of these "hot women" you conquer on an online anonymous forum. But to each their own
Not to mention illegal.Lol, yea, I realized what I had said after I got submit. But srsly.... What she did is so low class, and then she posts it on Facebook?
Who collects their sh1t!?!?!
Holy hell
maybe he meant the food at hooters is badHe once told me I had bad taste because I went to Hooters, yet he goes to strip clubs? Nothing he says makes sense.
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
No, he said I had bad taste in "food and women" for going to Hooters.maybe he meant the food at hooters is bad
presumably he thinks that there are hotter girls at strip clubs so hooters is a waste of money, I think he's too rich to understand the price difference thoughNo, he said I had bad taste in "food and women" for going to Hooters.
He's not that rich.presumably he thinks that there are hotter girls at strip clubs so hooters is a waste of money, I think he's too rich to understand the price difference though
Umm, I won't name names but I learned first hand a few days ago that people love to put in a bullchit internet personna.... I wouldn't buy everything that gets fed....He's not that rich.
My dad makes his annual earnings in 3 weeks.
I think he said something like $250k/year. That's certainly a lot and I hope to get there someday, but it's not unheard of.
I believe he makes what he says. I have no reason to call him a liar on that.Umm, I won't name names but I learned first hand a few days ago that people love to put in a bullchit internet personna.... I wouldn't buy everything that gets fed....
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.
There is a fine line between Hooters and Hookers.maybe he meant the food at hooters is bad
But not strippers?There is a fine line between Hooters and Hookers.
at the same time, if you're skeptical without any evidence against what you're skeptical about, you'll just end up having conversations like:Umm, I won't name names but I learned first hand a few days ago that people love to put in a bullchit internet personna.... I wouldn't buy everything that gets fed....