TheMainMan
Don Juan
I was just thinking, what would we do if we didn't have beer in this world?
It would be unthinkable...
It would be unthinkable...
She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
If we didn't have beer I'd black out more often.TheMainMan said:I was just thinking, what would we do if we didn't have beer in this world?
It would be unthinkable...
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
The Irish would have taken over the world. Fat chicks would be gone... no fat dudes to mate with them to have fat babies... oh I hate fat people btw. :trouble:TheMainMan said:I was just thinking, what would we do if we didn't have beer in this world?
It would be unthinkable...
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.
Yes I'm pretty sure martini, absinthe and yager bomb are chick drinks... American beer look and taste like warm piss anyways. The only good beers are in Europe.foxhound87 said:Beer is beautiful, I can't beleive that people here don't like it. I suppose most of the guys here drink "chicks drinks" :crackup: But yeah if beer didn't exist the world would be a much nicer place....
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.
No sh't... wow did you really graduate high school? So what's your point? Importing European beer will make it American? It doesn't matter if you import it... it's still EUROPEAN BEER. Maybe I should spoon feed your tiny little brain by adding all good beer comes from Europe. Seriously piss off...Deus ex Pianoforte said:Astonishingly enough, America imports European beer.
http://www.bluemoonbrewingcompany.com/PeterNorthisawesome said:No sh't... wow did you really graduate high school? So what's your point? Importing European beer will make it American? It doesn't matter if you import it... it's still EUROPEAN BEER. Maybe I should spoon feed your tiny little brain by adding all good beer comes from Europe. Seriously piss off...
Never tried it, sounds good though. I still think Germany has the best.Serialized3 said:http://www.bluemoonbrewingcompany.com/
Delicious "belgian white" beer from the CO. I usually have at least a twelver on hand here.
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.