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.
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.
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.
Questions like this are hilarious. It's like saying "Money keeps coming to my bank account and it really really annoys me."Demystify said:Okay, so fat girls constantly hit on me and it really really annoys me. I want to know what I can say to a fat girl so she'll stop hitting on me and never bother me again for the rest of my life. Any tips?
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.
fat chics do not equal money. Just be like a hot girl and make her work for your number and say "call me." Then, don't ever answer the phone. Problem solved.DonJuan11 said:Questions like this are hilarious. It's like saying "Money keeps coming to my bank account and it really really annoys me."
The point wasn't to equate money with fat girls, the point was to show his statement defies logic as he is trying to build up his own ego by telling us fat girls hit on him everywhere and anywhere he goes and it doesn't make sense. It means he gets hit on 24-7 by fat girls, when he goes to washroom, to work, to school, grocery shopping, on the train, in the classroom, where ever. So when he asks "I want to know what I can say to a fat girl so she'll stop hitting on me and never bother me again for the rest of my life." he can insult, put her down, spit in her face and or hit her, then she won't bother him. But when he tells us he is so attractive that no matter what he does the fat girl is smitten, it defies logic.Duffdog said:fat chics do not equal money. Just be like a hot girl and make her work for your number and say "call me." Then, don't ever answer the phone. Problem solved.
I don't think it's that easy to go for a fat girl's in-shape friends. If their friends know that the fat girl has a crush on me they might be more inclined to reject me because they don't want to go for a guy their friend is obsessed with.Bible_Belt said:then she will go tell all of her friends how sexy you are. And some of them...or their friends...might not be fat.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
Agreed. Just pull a card out the female deck and say you have a girlfriend or are already seeing someone. Problem solved, right? Had to do that yesterday when a 50something hit on me. Just blatant and forward. I just told her I'm flattered, but I'm already seeing someone. Never mind the fact I was backing away slowly and creeped out like mad because it was like getting hit on by my mom or something...HeyPachuco! said:Round up a date,
Bring large can of DIET COKE,this is effective and sufficient way of exterminating any further fat trouble.
Nah seriously,just say you're not available, I mean how hard isit?
Same applies for any other female you're not attracted to who keeps bugging you,not just fatties.
Bible_Belt said:Fat girls need love, too! I always flirt back. In public, I am happy to hug a fat girl, kiss her on one of her chins, and make her feel attractive for one brief moment. Men might look down on that, but women do not. Women think ANY woman showing interest in you is better than no woman showing interest. You don't have to take the fat girl home. Just make her giggle and blush a little, then she will go tell all of her friends how sexy you are. And some of them...or their friends...might not be fat.
i tried this approach and it worked initially as i got close to one of her friends, eventually the fat ***** **** blocked me cos she couldnt take me being with her friend instead of herBible_Belt said:Fat girls need love, too! I always flirt back. In public, I am happy to hug a fat girl, kiss her on one of her chins, and make her feel attractive for one brief moment. Men might look down on that, but women do not. Women think ANY woman showing interest in you is better than no woman showing interest. You don't have to take the fat girl home. Just make her giggle and blush a little, then she will go tell all of her friends how sexy you are. And some of them...or their friends...might not be fat.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.