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Master Don Juan
While you fist fvcking keyboard jockeys are wasting time trying to slide into more pvssy, our world is DYING!
How Dare You!
How Dare You!
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.
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.
So are you!She's awesome!![]()
Regretfully, the world has changed their goals for profit and materialism without considering the effects and consequences of their actions. It's a nice gesture for this girl to do this speech, but the powers that be in China, India, Pakistan, Russia and the United States couldn't care less. Facts are facts; whether we as a people like it or not.While you fist fvcking keyboard jockeys are wasting time trying to slide into more pvssy, our world is DYING!
How Dare You!
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.
LikewiseSo are you!![]()
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.
The greatest mass extinction of life on earth was not the one where the dinosaurs died. The earlier Permian Extinction was worse than that, and there was another that was even worse than that.Plant food is killing us all!!!!
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
Right on.ROFLMAO!
What?
Were you SERIOUS???
That poor girl's parents should be arrested for child abuse, for toturing their daughter with apocalyptic nightmares, and then thrusting her into the international spotlight, to make an eternal fool of herself.
How dare her parents use a vulnerable, mentally challenged child as a human shield, to defend their insane "CO2 is poison!!!" apocalyptic cult from rational criticism. These "the world will end in a ball of ice...OOPS...ball of fire...OOPS...ball of ice AND fire?" Climatastrophe dorks are about as credible as the Heaven's Gate freaks, and half as sane.
"Cut off your d1cks! Stop having children! Move into an igloo! Stop exhaling and farting! Kill all the cows! Heterosexuality is Patriarchy! We're all gonna die!"
Give it a rest, Chicken Little.
I agree with the Left on one thing: anyone who believes exhaling and farting mammals will cause a Climapocalypse shouldn't reproduce.
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.