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.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
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.
LOLTBH, if I didn't know her notch count, I'd fvck her too. God (and her OBGYN) only know which viruses and bacterias are swiming in her vaginal mucas and on her skin. Good luck to all dudes brave enough to surf her seas.
But guess what 60s guys did, and It wouldn't shock me if half of them were "brads" and "chads"She’s disgusting and looks down syndrome
I’m never smashing that even drunk on a dry spell
Not so hasty my friend, this girl would clean up in India/Thailand as wellThat is a fugly piece of meat.
Only in the western world can she prosper and she did.
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.
Well if its India, I stand corrected then.Not so hasty my friend, this girl would clean up in India/Thailand as well
Dash, I like ur posts, I seriously do and respect it coming from a man who's been through the fires of hell, rising up from the ashes like a well forged sword.You know, after watching the video, I would f*uck her and plate her, probably. Personality is huge to me and she seemed fun, smart, and up for whatever. That can add a couple HB points for me. She's a 5 looks-wise, but maybe a 6-7 with her fun vibe.
5's think they are 10's. Go figure.Dash, I like ur posts, I seriously do and respect it coming from a man who's been through the fires of hell, rising up from the ashes like a well forged sword.
But she's a max of maybe 3, personally I think she's a 2.
A 5 is plain Jane and let's reserve that slot for the truly deserving females.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
Very true. One of my plates had told me she doesn't even remember the names of every dude she's fvcked... Unreal...dude a ugly girl can yell I want sex in the mid of street and you will see guys lining up from nowhere, if a guy yell the same he will be lucky if a gay will show up, that mean nothing only she is a slut, so move on
I say, in many cases, I agree.Chubby Asian girls are hot IDC what anyone says
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.