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.
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.
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 ?
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
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 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.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
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.
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.