backbreaker
Master Don Juan
help me settle an argument. I am trying to tell me you can;'t **** your sister and law. I don't care if she isn't blood. some dudes this this **** is perfectly fine.
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.
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.
"Sister-in-law" generally refers to your brother's wife, not your brother-in-law's sister.PDubb75 said:Hahahaha.... well now I have a related question. What if you want to fvck someone that will probably be your sister-in-law within the next year? My sister is in a serious relationship with a guy, and I would have a field day with his sister. Is that against these "rules" even if it's not legal yet?
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.
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.
At the rate BackBreaker's mental state is devolving, this is coming.bugsquish said:Better than your sister.
I don't know what I have done to piss in your fruit loops or what not, but I don't appreciate the backhand comments you have been making to me in this thread. They are uncalled for. I asked a very what I think is reasonable question. If you don't agree, cool but to call me crazy for asking a question.. I mean dude it's not that unreasonable of a ****ing question, is just not right. You don't call people crazy for not sharing your same morals or points of view. That is very childish and non DJ like. Thinking my sister and law's sister is off limits is not that big of a stretch.KarmaSutra said:At the rate BackBreaker's mental state is devolving, this is coming.
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.
iqqi said:Made me LOL.
BB, if you reread what you you wrote, you might understand Karma's jabs. Your sentences are completely erratic and hard to understand. The first one... you were drunk maybe. But then the next day, you STILL ain't making sense, lol!
When you aren't boozing it up or sucking a glass c0ck, you're a very insightful guy.backbreaker said:help me settle an argument. I am trying to tell me you can;'t **** your sister and law. I don't care if she isn't blood. some dudes this this **** is perfectly fine.
i had been up for a day and a half at that point, i was tired and wrapping up my work that had to be done. sucking a glass ****? seriously?KarmaSutra said:When you aren't boozing it up or sucking a glass c0ck, you're a very insightful guy.
Read your quote through sober eyes and you'll see what I mean.
Sister and law? What the fvck, or better phrased, who the fvck is that? Is that a sister in law enforcement? Is it a sister who works at a pork barbecue joint?
Read your initial post again. Nowhere did you hint, insinuate, or point to your sister-IN-law's sister.
Good to see you again IqqI. Long time...
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.