School
Banned
I don't want to be anything, but me. i am secure in my skin. No, you didn't say I was black, but you are asking me to show pictures of me with hot white women.
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.
Who the fvck said I was insecure? I get plenty of women. But when I hear someone talking bullshyt..i'm going to call them on it....Race doesn't matter to me, people's attitudes and character say a lot. When anyone talks shyt that isn't true. I'll fvcking call them on it. I love how you jag offs talk about insecurity. Calling bullshty where it's warranted isn't being insecure.Originally posted by School
Why does it matter!! You feel insecure?? You feel like black men are taking your white women away?? I don't care who is with who! It doesn't matter to me whether they are white or black. No biggy!
LEARN TO READ BYTCH..I SAID SHOW PICS OF THESE BLACK GUYS WITH HOT WOMEN...IF THERE ARE SO MANY WALKING AROUND YOUR TOWN..IT SHOULDN'T BE HARD TO POST SOME PICS...Originally posted by School
I don't want to be anything, but me. i am secure in my skin. No, you didn't say I was black, but you are asking me to show pictures of me with hot white women.
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.
Oh ****..I'll post some of me and some hot white chicks...sounds funny coming from some fag who hasn't posted any pics yet.....Originally posted by School
Okay Jprjrjr, you posted a picture, of you, ALONE. WHere is your picture with your HOT white or black chick??
Not interested...****..I'll post some of me and some hot white chicks...
YOU COULDN'T MARRY ONE FAGGOT...POST THE FVCKING PICS ON HERE FAGOriginally posted by zolo
jprjrjR
IM ME YOUR EMAIL ADRESS. I WILL SEND YOU LOTS OF PICS OF ME AND MY BUDS WITH HOTTT WHITE CHICKS
I PMED YOU REPLY FOOL
PS
STATISTICS YOU STATED ARE FOR MARRIAGE. WE ARE TALKING ABOUT FVCKING, I BANGED PLENTY OF HOTT WHITE CHICKS, AND WOULDNT MARRY ONE
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.
No..they don't intimidate me...I think they intimidate you though...you seem to kiss azz on them real nice..Originally posted by School
Jprjrjr, you seem rather hostile. Black men intimidate you...?
\Originally posted by zolo
I DON'T KNOW HOW TO POST PICS HERE
, TELL ME HOW TO AND i WILL BE HAPPY TO
YOU'RE NEVER SHUTTING ME UP FAG..I WANNA SEE THESE PICS...Originally posted by zolo
ANYBODY TELL ME HOW TO POST PICS ON HERE SO I CAN SHUT THIS FOOL UP
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.
No *****..you're just scared to post your ugly azz white *****es....Did you get them from the Jerry Springer show audience?Originally posted by zolo
SOUNDS LIKE YOU ARE THE FAG, YOU ARE THE ONE WHO WANTS TO SEE BROTHAS WITH YOUR GIRLS
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.