http://www.buzzfeed.com/mjs538/what-beaches-looked-like-100-years-ago
Definitely an eye opener compared what we all see today.
Definitely an eye opener compared what we all see today.
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.
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.
"Look! In the year 2010, people in beaches wore CLOTHES!"EA Gold said:lol, you do know that your making fun of your great grandparents and their culture. The conservative clothing they wore reflected the attitude of the people of that day, respecting others, family and themselves.
Wheres the respect with kids these days, I wonder how would you feel if your great grand kids were making fun of you and your culture 100 years from now.
My great-grandparents were subject to signs in government and other public buildings that read "No Dogs or Indians Allowed". While their parents were shot down like animals with hotchkiss guns at Wounded Knee.EA Gold said:lol, you do know that your making fun of your great grandparents and their culture. The conservative clothing they wore reflected the attitude of the people of that day, respecting others, family and themselves.
Wheres the respect with kids these days, I wonder how would you feel if your great grand kids were making fun of you and your culture 100 years from now.
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.
Serialized3 said:My great-grandparents were subject to signs in government and other public buildings that read "No Dogs or Indians Allowed". While their parents were shot down like animals with hotchkiss guns at Wounded Knee.
I don't share your americana. I wish I could entertain the concept of the "good old days", aka "the days when we had the darkies in their place" (pressed firmly beneath boot heels).
I don't share "americana" and truly wish that people would open their eyes to the fact there were no "Good old days."Serialized3 said:My great-grandparents were subject to signs in government and other public buildings that read "No Dogs or Indians Allowed". While their parents were shot down like animals with hotchkiss guns at Wounded Knee.
I don't share your americana. I wish I could entertain the concept of the "good old days", aka "the days when we had the darkies in their place" (pressed firmly beneath boot heels).
No, those were the party sluts of the day. If you notice, some of them were flashing ankle! That was like cleavage back then.San Jose California said:when girls who hung out at the beach weren't party sluts
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.