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Bud_Fox
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Well, can you?
Just wondering?
Thanks
Just wondering?
Thanks
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
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.
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.
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.
lmfao post of the yearBible_Belt said:cootie cooties girls have cooties!!!!
Talked to a doctor because my best bud has oral herpes and I wanted to make sure I didn't get it, if I could still smoke pot with him etc(though I didnt ask like that).. Direct contact is the only way to get it, much more rarely by drinking after the person, but there needs to be mucuous membrane on membrane to transfer the virus. Highly doubtful that you can get an std from a handjob although I heard something about guys getting the virus/bacteria for different stds under their fingernails from fingering puss y. Don't know if thats true though.spax said:Yes..
If she has a coldsore and touches her mouth and then your ****, u get herpes on your ****.
Also if she has warts on her hands, u can get get them on your ****.
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.
Bible_Belt said:Honestly dude, if you can see a sore on his mouth, I would still not share the same joint/pipe/bong or whatever. This is coming from the 'girls have cooties' guy. I have shared plenty of smoking pieces w/o catching anything, but look for those cold sores and stay away when you see them.
just so suave said:Watch How High, they dont share their spliff with some guy cus he has a cold sore haha