Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
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.
I only tasted it, once, and that was as a child.Porky said:
grinder said:You know what the "real" Dj's will say though (and this is mean): "Bitach, if your half the pimp you say your are then your b*tches are wiping your ass and bringing your supper...just lay there and let them suplicate to you...".
:crackup: Funniest thing I've read in days!SELF-MASTERY said:Cripple sex is alot of work and I would not suggest it because my one good leg is really tired/ weak.
LOL that cracked me upTitanium said:With the proper flow velocity, you should be able to p*ss out the window.
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.
Let see, we've got:SELF-MASTERY said:Hey I had sex while crippled, and there are guys on here with two good legs that don't know what a naked woman looks like. Cripple sex is alot of work and I would not suggest it because my one good leg is really tired/ weak.
Ever heard of hopping?SELF-MASTERY said:I fked up my ankle over the weekend and I'm stuck at home sitting on my ass, can't drive my manual shift car, I have to crawl up and down the stairs, last night i had to piss in a bottle because I couldn't hop to the bathroom, then I dropped my piss bottle on the floor and had to throw baking sodaa on it to keep it from stinking. fk this + I have what feels like the flu. This is my best week ever.
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i've been hopping around the house all week, but now i just roll in my office chair. I should be back in action in a few days... I have cabin fever.....MetalFortress said:Ever heard of hopping?