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Let's hope he at least crashes and burns.STR8UP said:I'm sure he won't mind me picking up the pieces when he crashes and burns![]()
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.
Let's hope he at least crashes and burns.STR8UP said:I'm sure he won't mind me picking up the pieces when he crashes and burns![]()
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.
pop music kills!!fuzzx said:I blame this on the boy bands. They play all this sappy, whiny music and fill their videos with hot chicks. Young men make the wrong connection
I like that music!!!
You don't like it when men get you mad and they they kiss you?STR8UP said:• get her mad, then kiss her. [this makes me angry when guys do this.]
The world will be much less frustrating if you can keep reminding yourself of this.STR8UP said:...I guess I can't change the world.
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.
Only to get shouted down and ridiculed for being "bitter" (female word to make what you say meritless) instead of "awakened" and "concerned" and desiring to help others.AgonyUncle said:So its not like it was 5 years ago. Men are starting to realize that they are not alone. As more and more men go through this crap, not knowing what the hell they have actually done wrong in many cases, they stumble across websites like this in a search for answers.
Wow... I guess the joke isn't funny if I have to explain it. See I pretended I misunderstood what was being said and then used a famous poster... oh nevermind...mrRuckus said:Only to get shouted down and ridiculed for being "bitter" (female word to make what you say meritless) instead of "awakened" and "concerned" and desiring to help others.
See post about pook above.
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.