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.
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.
"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?
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.
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.
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.
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.
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...
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.