"I just moved here from Florida."

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.

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Doctor says women like sperm. Doctor is forced to resign

Jitterbug

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People here are angry towards feminists in the surgeon association (whatever they're called) who brought down a well-respected man whose invention saved many many lives (including women's) for making a valid, research-backed comment, just because those dumb broads don't like it.

They are not angry towards women. Unless, like feminists, you assume that all women are feminists.

Go away, Mr White Knight.
 

"She Laughed All Night. Then She Ghosted You. Here's Why."

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.

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The most mentally messed-up women I ever banged were happy as clams, even driven to tears of happiness, because my perms were running down their thighs. After one or two so-called "unprotected" goes, they begged for my perms.

I always say that women chase perms like men chase eggs. I'll stick to that to my dying breath.

(Jitterbug I know, I know, it's just bad timing for my nick. Nothing personal, bro.)
 
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