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.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
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.
Believe me. I don't want to make them go oink oink. I want them to leave me alone.Jitterbug said:This is like your 1000th thread on fat chicks. You don't need our approval to make them go oink oink, just don't tell us about the ordeal.![]()
I think fat girls tend to hit on you more aggressively because they have to. The hot girls don't have to put that much effort into getting attention, because they get it naturally. The fat girls don't get the attention, so they have to take the game to you.If it's only fat girls that are hitting on you, then it's more than likely that you're aesthetically sub-par. However, if as many "in-shape" girls are hitting on you, then you're aesthetically pleasant.
I don't want to fvuck fat women at all. I want them to never touch me, hit on me, or flirt with me again. I HATE HATE HATE HATE fat girls.Espi said:Don't worry about others' opinions of you. Shouldn't matter in the least. If you want to fvuck fat women, then do it. Do what YOU want to do...don't live your life trying to please others.
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.
Then I guess you just answered your own question. If you don't like fat girls and they repulse you, then its obviously a bad thing.lazikia said:I don't want to fvuck fat women at all. I want them to never touch me, hit on me, or flirt with me again. I HATE HATE HATE HATE fat girls.
I do stay away, but they always hit on me regardless of how hard I try to ignore them or how much I express that I don't like them.Espi said:Stay away from the fat girls.
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.
Yeah, I'm from Texas and will agree. It's not good to be a tall and skinny awkward Mexican guy when you're surrounded by lots and lots of fat Mexican girls. Every single fat Mexican girl that passes me checks me out or hits on me. And believe me, they all gross me out big time.Exhumed said:Texas is known for having a relatively overweight population,
lmaoJitterbug said:This is like your 1000th thread on fat chicks. You don't need our approval to make them go oink oink, just don't tell us about the ordeal.![]()
It's true there are a lot of hot girls in the US. And there's a lot of variety becaue of all the different races that have lived here and had offspring. Melting pot, you know. So you can get whatever you like here, redheads, blondes, brunettes, whites, asians, blacks, etc.BigJimbo: Bullsh*t, we've got plenty of cute girls in America. And they shave everywhere and put on lots of makeup and take care of their teeth.
I saw that post and I have to admit I wondered about it, the whole thing was kind of strange. First off, IIRC he doesn't specifically say fat girls stop hitting on him as he gets bigger - he just mentions he gets higher quality girls. Secondly, getting bigger doesn't necessarily equate to being "hotter". Third, if the fat girls DO fall off as he got bigger, that tends to feed into the stereotype of fat girls liking the skinnier guys. Fourth, this is one isolated case involving one person, the sample size is too small to make any clear conclusions.BTW as a mans value goes up he will reach a point where fat girls simply won't try anymore because they know they don't have a shot. Pook did a thread about this where he chronicles his mass increase.
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.