Sometimes I do.King Turi said:I'd say it'd be more of a behaviour thing as has already been said, do you feel kinda awkward sometimes or something?
'Cuz people pick up on that.
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.
Sometimes I do.King Turi said:I'd say it'd be more of a behaviour thing as has already been said, do you feel kinda awkward sometimes or something?
'Cuz people pick up on that.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
Hell yeah, work the chris tucker angleJust a Shot Away said:I would just skip all of this looks/confidence crap and just tell chicks that I'm Chris Tucker's brother and that if they play their cards right I may be able to score them a role in Rush Hour 4.
But...that's just me.
Yeah, well these are the times when you won't pick up any chicks or anything.Special T said:Sometimes I do.
Couldn't agree moreKing Turi said:It's so much harder to get chicks interested, and to talk to people and stuff when you're in your hometown, for me anyway, try hitting up some places out of town where nobody knows you, you kinda get to feel like you are being yourself.
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.
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.
Just a Shot Away said:I would just skip all of this looks/confidence crap and just tell chicks that I'm Chris Tucker's brother and that if they play their cards right I may be able to score them a role in Rush Hour 4.
But...that's just me.
Well, either way the chin hair is definitely nerdy looking and not in a good way.Special T said:I took it all off before and people thought I was 18.
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.
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.