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.
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.
Yeah I feel u on that. Im glad they're there, but I dont really wanna talk to them about girls, especially not my mom. haha. I might tell em "oh i was with a lotta ppl" and drop some names. They dont make a big deal if im with ppl they dont knowSomethingClever said:No. I don't like it when my parents know about stuff like that. They act immature about it and treat me like i don't know anything about stuff like that.
But it really just depends on the kind of relationship you have with them. My relationship with them sucks, so that's why i'm like 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.
Yep same here... They tease me as though I am 4... "Ooh lover boy hahaha." Lol, they just generally try to embarass meSomethingClever said:No. I don't like it when my parents know about stuff like that. They act immature about it and treat me like i don't know anything about stuff like that.
But it really just depends on the kind of relationship you have with them. My relationship with them sucks, so that's why i'm like that.
theunflushables said:Just say you were out fvcking b1tches. Apologize if you missed their call because she was screaming so loud you couldnt hear the phone. That should shut the parents up.![]()
It really depends on your personal relationship with your parents. I don't have a few strong relationship with mine even though my mother insists on knowing everything I do so I just use sarcasism and the golden "idk" response. Also your parents will probably start to ask questions if you mention a new girl every week.dot said:Hella immature question, but how many of you tell your parents you were with a girl if they ask you "what'd u do today? who'd u see?"
Yeah, i hate it when they try to give advice. Whenever they do, i always pull out the "We're 2 different generations and your advice won't work like it did back then" card.Temptation said:Yep same here... They tease me as though I am 4... "Ooh lover boy hahaha." Lol, they just generally try to embarass me... However I just CAN'T not say anything when they start giving me AFC advice... "When you are older and start liking girls (haha at that) you will need money to buy drinks for them, and if you want to take them to a nice restaurant. Women love a nice guy
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Thing is, people like your mum really DO want a nice guy, because they want long term relationship material.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
mpimpin said:I actually have used this before!! And anytime my mom starts asking a bunch of questions as to where im going who i'm going with how long im gonna be gone I just tell her I'm going to get laid and she shuts up. I usually tell where I'm going but when it continues on and on I drop that bomb.
Like just a few minutes ago she was giving me a lecture on not keeping the car spotless and I responded with saying there was semen on the back seat. She shut up...
:crackup: :crackup: :crackup:theunflushables said:Yeah, my dad actually kind of does the reverse of my earlier suggestion. I'll come home and be like dad my shocks on my car are shot, he'll answer "What? Fvcking fat chicks in your car?
idk is not golden! Haha. It works for a bit but eventually they want some sorta answer. Thanks for the sarcasm one. I forgot about that. If I sleep over someone's house and my parents keep talking about it, I'll usually end up saying "yeah wild co-ed party sleepover with naked people." Sarcasm actually saves you. Once they catch on, it's golden. "Yeah I'm sooo high." "We had lots of naked girls over at his house." Then when you realize it works, then just do it when it's true! Thanks for reminding me.Curious_Master said:It really depends on your personal relationship with your parents. I don't have a few strong relationship with mine even though my mother insists on knowing everything I do so I just use sarcasism and the golden "idk" response. Also your parents will probably start to ask questions if you mention a new girl every week.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
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.