my parents enjoy giving me money.djtdot said:You are a student and you have hundreds to blow on a stripper:crazy: . How?? Tell me!
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.
my parents enjoy giving me money.djtdot said:You are a student and you have hundreds to blow on a stripper:crazy: . How?? Tell me!
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
Nah, sorry guy, but I'm afraid it's your ignorance that's a laugh.Espi said:Your ignorance cracks me up, Mr. Belividere.
Espi said:There's no honor, and there's no dignity in stripping
Say's the educated teacher.Espi said:but see, the difference between me and the the pitiful, wretched stripper
Actually, no we wouldn'tYou should all be happy that women are promiscuous, cause if they weren't, we'd be f*cked
Was that a typo? I'd say cocaine is shit.BTW Cocaine is the sh!t.
Hah, comical. You're telling me you would pass up the opportunity to bang 3 different hot chix per week if you had the chance? I think not. So, if you would be sexually promiscous, why can't women? Us guys do it all the time.SinJester said:Oh thank god for those women that fvck a different guy every night. What would we be without them?
...probably STD free.
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.
It's a joke. I've had those very same issues because of chronic use, I know how bad it is. It destroys dopamine neurotransmitters (the reward chemical). Any drug that floods a certain chemical such as dopamine or steretonin will then make it much harder to raise those chemicals again after the intial flood.Bonhomme said:Was that a typo? I'd say cocaine is shit.
It destroys mood-elevating neurotransmitter function permanently. Everyone I've known who was a "user" had serious depression issues.
Spot on.MrLuvr said:Burn the number.
Giving well paying customers their phone number is Stripping 101.
At this point, unless proven otherwise, all she sees you as is $$$$.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
I wish to have a parent to give me money to blow on strippers.... "Hey amoka, take this 500. When you get down to showgirlz down the street , make sure you touch their tiddy before giving them 100"luv2spwg said:my parents enjoy giving me money.