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 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.
trent81 said:They are freaks I think porn movies were invented in Schlongberg or Stuttgart or whatever. I have seen some very good German porn. They all have big breasts and they seem to be very efficient. You will soon find out.
Sure. And everyone around here is blue-eyed and has blonde hair... :crazy:They all have big breasts.
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.
It definitely is. Although it depends on where you're going. It's true, there are those cities where you won't find many "native" Germans left. But once you leave the urban areas, you'll see that immigrants still are a minority.Ok, that may be a bit of an exaggeration.
Close to Munich? You're kidding, right? :crackup:Grafenwoehr is where I'm going. It is close to Munich.
Energizer said:Can't stand Germans being English. The closest I got to a German bird was screaming "Ten German Bombers" in her face when I was drunk at the World Cup '06. Some of the women are real fire crackers, too bad they're Sour Krauts.
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.
You're right, but I gather that tongue in cheek is above your station? I have a dry sense of humour and unfortunately whenever I meet a German I can't help but do a Basil Fawlty.AlexTheGreat said:Yo Churchill, it might be time for you to get with the program. The war's been over for more than 60 years, and Hitler's been buried for more than that.
There's a thing called Peace that happened![]()
Energizer said:You're right, but I gather that tongue in cheek is above your station? I have a dry sense of humour and unfortunately whenever I meet a German I can't help but do a Basil Fawlty.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yfl6Lu3xQW0