penkitten
Master Don Juan
Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
It depends on the results of the scientific experiments.![]()
im so glad i rock at science!
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.
Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
It depends on the results of the scientific experiments.![]()
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.
If I had known the Mature Man forum could be this fun, I'd have turned 25 a long time ago!Originally posted by penkitten
im so glad i rock at science!
Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
If I had known the Mature Man forum could be this fun, I'd have turned 25 a long time ago!
Why didn't you tell me sooner? Now it's going to take a lot of time and energy to get me caught up. You'd better be up for it.Originally posted by penkitten
well duh! thats why i turned 25 two years ago haha
me = always up for itOriginally posted by Giovanni Casanova
Why didn't you tell me sooner? Now it's going to take a lot of time and energy to get me caught up. You'd better be up for it.
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.
The answer is yes.Originally posted by penkitten
the question really is ..
can YOU handle me?
Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
The answer is yes.
Get up here and I'll prove it.
I don't know, but every minute you're there and not here is another minute your world isn't getting rocked.Originally posted by penkitten
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Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
I don't know, but every minute you're there and not here is another minute your world isn't getting rocked.
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You talk big but I don't see you naked in my bed yet.Originally posted by penkitten
rocked?
you better be planning to knock it off its axle![]()
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.
Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
You talk big but I don't see you naked in my bed yet.
Theres also a really funny bash.org joke about that. Too lazy to look right now.Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
I'm putting on my robe and wizard hat right now.
Ten points for anyone who gets that joke.
Originally posted by baseballDJ
Hahahaha
(no offense P_S but it is funny)
This thread made my night.
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.
Originally posted by Gipper
You saucy kids are getting me all hot and bothered! Get a room!
wash yer sheets casanova... penkitten is coming over to play
It's like you said, Gip. Things happen to me.Originally posted by Gipper
Oh boy.![]()
Gipper
Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
It's like you said, Gip. Things happen to me.
Penkitten... Just call me catnip. I' ll drive you out of your mind.
Yup.Originally posted by penkitten
promise??
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.