You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
Xomel, your input is not appreciated.Originally posted by xomel
You're a **** for that and I hope karma gets you back. But then again, shes a stupid hoe and deserved it
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.
Well, that's basically what i did. i held her up with her ass halfway in the trash and fully put her in after the kiss.Originally posted by JSH
Wouldnt it have been better, if you had held her above a bin and then kissed her. Dropping her in afterwards
yeah i agree, it is all about having fun. I have kinda come round to your point of view, since i can see that it is the kind of thing i might have done. I just think that the way you portrayed it really alienated me at first. Hell, i probably come across like that, thanks for teaching me a valuable lesson.
wow...i wish all 'arguements' were that simple.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.
with REAL DJS...they areOriginally posted by AdrenalynJunkee
Classic. Absolute classic.Originally posted by gRiM999
Here's a funny little sumn sumn for yalls:
Ok, so yesterday, i was out with this inexperienced girl. I was giving her the Silent Treatment (long story) while she was just following me around just BEGGING me to talk to her. It was after school, and we walked to jamba juice while i didnt say anything to her. After that, we walked to the park and i sat down on a bench. I signaled her to sit down and she did. Eventually she caught on to the silence thing cuz i was laughing when she was begging - "you're not really mad at me, are you!?"
Twas funny sh!t.
While i started talking to her again, i initiated lotsa kino and told her to come into my arm. There was cuddling on the bench and etc. Eventually, she had to leave, so we stand up and i hug her. Then, i pick her up and start walking to the trash can. She was all "OMG" and she was squirming and tryin to fight herself out (in vain, of course)
then i hold her halfway in the trash can and shes all freakin out, so i tell her to relax and calm down. I tell her to close her eyes, then i gave the girl her first kiss. She responded well and reciprocated. After that, i leave her in the trash can and walk away
Great and embarrassing first kiss for her, eh?