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.
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.
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.
gender change procedure, or whatever it is called. will you dig it?Rebound Material said:ask her if she has a d!ck.
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.
My hands could pass for girl hands :cheer:Alphamale1821 said:Look for an adams apple. Also look at their hands and their feet. Women hands and feet are generally genetically skinner and/or smaller then mens feet. That's how i can usually spot one out if i'm not looking for the adams apple.
ElStud said:Well hah, if you're asking how to tell how she didn't have a sex change or something, she'll have a vagina.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
No, that'd be a Cryin' Game...whoops. Sorry. I meant Crying shame. Shame. Yeah. Did I say game? Silly me.amoka said:Alright folks, you are suggested using web camera, talking to her on the phone, an and meeting her. What happens if you she 'appears' female, 'sounds' female, and 'looks' female, yet she was "born" a MAN? that will be funny, huh?
Juan_Man said:I know this is quite an unusual topic that hasn't been addressed but I'm curious if anyone has any tips in this area, especially in the world of online dating.
hahahahhaha I dont know whats funnier, the person asking the question, or the person answering it in a form of science....happyguy said:Check for a pronounced adam's apple, stubble marks/rough skin along the jaws, check for pronounced protrusion in the crotch area when naked.
Victory Unlimited said:When she comes over for the date, ask HER to drive somewhere where she has NEVER been before...
...and if she DOESN'T ask for directions-------- "she's a MANNNNNN, baby! Yeahhhhh!"
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.