God created Weed, Man created BeerOriginally posted by MrBond007
Finally,he dropped her because she smoked weed and he thought this was unacceptable.I think he is right btw.
Which one would you trust???
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
God created Weed, Man created BeerOriginally posted by MrBond007
Finally,he dropped her because she smoked weed and he thought this was unacceptable.I think he is right btw.
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.
hahaOriginally posted by bfl
Ok im not gonna bang her aight.
But check it....she is best friends with my cousins (female) and they were who she told that she was feeling me and all that, her mom is very good friends with my dad wich is another reason why i feel awkard banging her.
But even if i did im preety sure that she wouldnt tell her parents and much less press charges on me for rape, thats the last thing she would do knowing that she knows a good part of my family.
But dot worry yall i'll be on this boards for the next 20 yrs lol.
Not nessisarily. Check your local state laws for how age of concent works exactly. Here in Maryland an 18 year old having sex with a 14 year old would be ok because he is within 4 years of her. In most states the age of concent is 16. Here's a little chart my criminal investigations professor gave us:Originally posted by Slickster
I don't know where you live but having sex with a minor is illegal. May even be considered rape because she's not old enough to make responsible decisions.
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.
I always knew something was wrong with my home state...Originally posted by ShortTimer
\ Here in Maryland an 18 year old having sex with a 14 year old would be ok because he is within 4 years of her. In most states the age of concent is 16. Here's a little chart my criminal investigations professor gave us:
14 - 15 years old: partner must be within 4 years
16+ years old:![]()
Now here's the important question: Is it legal to bang 14 year old hookers?Originally posted by showtime17
if you wanna bang her, then you should do it over here in quebec...it's legal to bang 14 year olds here
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.
Originally posted by DonJuanMonk
I'd like to know the 50 people who voted "Bang her" fkkn morons.
Originally posted by SamePendo
I did.
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.
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.