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.
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.
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.
ThisMikeBrown30 said:I would have to be so drunk, that I couldn't see anything closer than an inch to my face. Your friend's a fag.
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's a good point.horaholic said:If he was THAT drunk, he wouldnt have been able to get it up... especially for a dude. He's gay or bi, plain and simple. there aint enough booze in the WORLD, to make me do something like that.
He said he fvcked his male friend. he didnt come up to the op with a gun in his hand and screaming "Where the fvck is Steve? Im gonna kill him. he raped me up the ass last night."TyTe`EyEz said:That isn't something you go around telling people; your friend must really trust you. There's always the possibility that he passed out and was ass raped...?
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.
Doesn't sound like it....TyTe`EyEz said:That isn't something you go around telling people; your friend must really trust you. There's always the possibility that he passed out and was ass raped...?
He was the one doing the fvcking, otherwise he would say "he got fvcked".Alle_Gory said:A buddy of mine made the drunken mistake of telling me he just fvcked one of his friends. Who is a guy.
Son of anarchy said:Whats wrong with that as long as its he to be the man?
I sometimes fvck young femine guys in threesomes with their gfs and i see nothing to be shamefull about.
Getting fvcked from a woman using a dildo thats bad cause you're doing the female there.
He told me he had a sh*tload to drink, over at his buddy's place after going out with a group. Then he tells me the next things he remembers is going into the shower to fvck the guy. "it was like a dream".DJDamage said:He was the one doing the fvcking, otherwise he would say "he got fvcked".
No he isn't. It's forced with the ladies. At first I pegged him as an AFC because of his behavior. He's not too bad though, like your typical AFC.My question is: Is your friend any good with the ladies?! or he just like most guys out there just gets "lucky" from time to time?! or have you in fact seen him with any ladies?!
I could care less which way he swings. See, unlike most people, I actually give a sh*t about what's happening and try to understand instead of wearing my ignorance as a badge of honor.Son of anarchy said:Whats wrong with that as long as its he to be the man?
Let me see if I understand this. Doing the fvcking is good. Getting fvcked is bad. So women, because they get fvcked are lesser creatures than guys who do the fvcking. Same with gay couples whenever they play the masculine, feminine roles.Getting fvcked from a woman using a dildo thats bad cause you're doing the female there.
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.