She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
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.
Stéphane said:Kissing might not be a good idea... in the past month i've must of hooked up with 5 chicks, and I think I got herpes from one of them... it ****ing sucks.. I don't know if I want to be a DJ anymore.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
Stéphane said:blisters keep popping up on my lips, and a lot of them. It's not really fun.
Stéphane said:well not really blisters, but its sort of like acne but with the white stuff that comes out if you pop. idk how to explain it.
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
I don't think "most people" on here have blisters popping up all over their lips. I never have had that have you?Luke Skywalker said:I think most people must have herpes in here, or don't think STD's are a big deal as long as they are not life-threatening STDs. But yeah, this is one of the consequences of riskful behaviour, this is one of the price you have to pay. So you go through all the trouble to have the moment where you can make out with someone or have sex, and at the end of the day you get an STD like herpes as an unexpected hidden cost.
Good lord - you got this from kissing. Well, it's a good thing I didn't catch it myself from the three girls that I had kissed in my life last year. That's why whenever I'm thinking of kissing someone, I hesitate, because you never know who has an STD nowadays.
But you have people worried that they are breaking DJ rules by not kissing on the first or second date, well, suppose the date has herpes, then I guess that mistake may be a delay from catching it whenever they do start kissing, but then I guess I'm just a little boy for ranting about STD's, as some people would say on here, and you for complaining about it.
I don't think it's part of the equation of a seduction to make sure a girl is clean other than staying away from girls altogether. Especially for easy girls or hoes. Even if you did check out all the girls, there may be one of them where a disease passes through the tests undetected, or maybe it's that one girl you got too carried away with at the heat of the moment and you didn't want to kill the mood. All it takes is one infected girl that falls through the cracks of your grid. Let's say you are seducting lots of girls, do you have the time to check all of them out to see if they are clean to a doctor, and do you think every single girl is going to cooperate with something like that?Nip/Tuck said:OMG I'm laughing my ass off. :crackup: Seriously don't you guys make sure the girl is CLEAN before you do anything them? Yes once you have herpes you will have it for LIFE and from what I heard, it hurts like a b*tch during the first few break outs.
Cold sore is a symptom of this - noted.NipTuck said:It also means you have to take medication when cold sores pop up, so you don't infect others. Sucks for you man, didn't you look at her mouth and see the cold sore? You should have been more careful, be glad it ain't something worse like AIDS.![]()
Thought it was like 80%.NipTuck said:If you wanna feel better know that about 40% of AMERICAN SKANKS have the same thing, so now you don't really have to worry about it.
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.
That's the way to look at it, you can't let stuff like this get you down.Stéphane said:W.e. i'm willing to live with herpes it ain't that much a big deal, but it's pretty annoying.
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.