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 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.
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.
that sounded stupid... you'd mean purple pills or skittles... thats the normal names for the stuff... syrup in sprite is a litle... stupid sounding... though i did know one chick who would put maple syrup in her milk...
Originally posted by CapiCrimini
that sounded stupid... you'd mean purple pills or skittles... thats the normal names for the stuff... syrup in sprite is a litle... stupid sounding... though i did know one chick who would put maple syrup in her milk...
Fool shut yo mouth if you don't know what you're talking about. Codeine is not purple. In it's processed form it is a white bitter powder. That purple stuff you're talking about is the cough syrup ****. 10% of the codeine you consume get's transformed into morphine by liver. Say no to opiates unless you like severe constipation.
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.
Mr.Hash wid da Stash said:
Purple drank, sizzurp, and lean are all I've heard before, which refers to when people mix it with sprite.CapiCrimini said:that sounded stupid... you'd mean purple pills or skittles... thats the normal names for the stuff... syrup in sprite is a litle... stupid sounding... though i did know one chick who would put maple syrup in her milk...
