You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
Anything that has "pimp", "azz", "booty", "b*tch" etc... in the lyrics is all good...Kas said:Im having a house party next week. Im putting some hiphop cd's together to be bumpin.
Any good clubbish hiphop songs that would be good for a party ?
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.
That is like me saying... Whoa man, leave the computers to the white people. CH CH CH. After all, white people made 'em? :nono: Seriously, that is the dumbest ass arguement ever.CrazyGuy said:haha look at you whiteboys all listening to black music,all the artist you guys are naming are BLACK!Its all black music and you guys are white.
We should leave hip hop to black culture
listen to some white music like Green Day!
Haha well if you notice 95% of the music artist in rap/hiphop are BLACK!All the artist you guys are naming expect for vanilla ice are BLACK!Its the FACT hip hop is part of black culture and you whitepeople enjoy it,so respect blackpeople for their music it aint your music.Wee said:That is like me saying... Whoa man, leave the computers to the white people. CH CH CH. After all, white people made 'em? :nono: Seriously, that is the dumbest ass arguement ever.
Seriously man, the vanilla ice song idea is good, haha get's people laughin'. Ask other people to bring their own mix CD's too.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
Of course, it is impossible to think of it as "people's" music. Nah, we gotta separate everyone by their race and color of their skin, right? Thank you for setting the end of racism back another 50 years. "But it is ok when black people separate from white people, not the other way around" It is a nasty double standard.CrazyGuy said:Haha well if you notice 95% of the music artist in rap/hiphop are BLACK!All the artist you guys are naming expect for vanilla ice are BLACK!Its the FACT hip hop is part of black culture and you whitepeople enjoy it,so respect blackpeople for their music it aint your music.
So your assuming hu?All Im pointing is it seems like YOU whites are forgetting hip hop is black music and their culture.Im not going about skin im saying you whitepeople wanan be black,listening to black music sure its entertaining but what about white music?Back another 50years would mean slavery you idiot,actually it is ok if blackpeople seperate from whitepeople look at whitepeople did to them in the past and present.Loook around YOU whitepeople are also the ones who seperate themselves,remeber "Seggeration"backin the days?It was thought of by whitepeople,not blackpeople.I still see it in todays society aswell,of seperation.Wee said:Of course, it is impossible to think of it as "people's" music. Nah, we gotta separate everyone by their race and color of their skin, right? Thank you for setting the end of racism back another 50 years. "But it is ok when black people separate from white people, not the other way around" It is a nasty double standard.
So making people stick to their culture is seperation right?Your an idiot if you think that its people need to worship&stay to their culture,hip hop is black culture and their music,and you need to accept your culture.Wee said:Haha 50 years wasn't slavery, just apartheid, but whatever.
Haha, I'll listen to the music I want. It is totally cool if you wanna keep white people and black people separated, but I do enjoy equality without separation.
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.