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.
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.
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.
ANYONE IN THE FORUM WANTING THE SCREEN NAME UNREGISTERED LOG ONTO EBAY AND LOOK FOR MY AUCTION. THE NAME WILL BECOME AVAILABLE SHORTLY!Unregistered said:Wow. I just ate 2 peanut butter sandwiches literally 3 minutes before reading this thread. I just checked my peanut butter's product code and - you guessed it - started with 2111.
I'm fixin' to get me the typhoid.
Well, anyway, thanks for the heads-up. I'm throwing out my jar.
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.
My dad caught Salmonella from some weird folk remedy about 15 yrs ago.Throttle said:kinda fascinating that this has been playing out since AUGUST.
also, salmonella is quite unpleasant (I've had it or something like it mor ethan once), to indulge in understatement, but most of us between 15-40 won't die from it, especially if you take a couple steps to mitigate its symptoms (which combine to result in severe dehydration)/
as an aside, isn't peter pan basically the national brand with the most added sugars? time to switch anyway.....
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.