The plates get cleared and the silence lands like a brick. You can feel her waiting. Your brain offers up your commute, your job, the weather — topics that have ended more second dates than bad breath.
Here's what most guys never learn: women hand out free conversational material all night long. Tiny clues about what they actually want to discuss. Catch them and you never run out of things to say — because she's telling you what to say next.
Rule 4 of the "22 Rules" trains your ear to catch every single one.
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.
Translation: I'm a bimbo. Don't tell me you voted for Trump until after you bang me."If you didn't vote for Biden don't message me"
I agree with pointing out the awful behavior of females.A number of Incels invaded this forum starting in February, it seems.
Just ignore them and they'll eventually go away.
Yeah "no hookups but here I am looking like the dirtiest slvt you've ever seen" lol SMHYou forgot:
No hookups! But here’s a pic of my tits or me in a bathing suit or underwear
Here’s my Instagram so you can add me and give me more attention. Cash app if I’m feeling extra gold diggy.
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.
Funny thing...Real talk.
Not looking to hook up. Here's a picture of my tits. I like caviar.Her profile picture:
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Her BIO:
Not looking for hooking up, what happened to chivalry?