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.
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.
:crackup: :crackup: Im DEFINITLY using this when im older.Originally posted by white_hype
I love threads like these so I'll abliege
background: this halloween, I was out of my fvcking mind drunk. A friend had to tell me i did this
me- hey, guess how old I am (wtf?)
her- uh i guess you look abo
me- IM 38 b1tch, I sleep on ice thats why i look so good
me- *walks away
her- *wtf look on face
Amen.Originally posted by Dapper Swindler
Me: .....................
See? I didn't say anything. That is the worst approach you could possibly have, to not approach at all. Anything is better than saying nothing. Therefore, that is my worst approach.![]()
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.
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.
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.
Originally posted by Gonzalo
Here's a quick one:
Me: Hi.
Her: No.
I got pretty good at recognizing b1tches after that.
me: so what is it you find so attractive about guys with stinky breath?Originally posted by SuPaF1y
me: hey whatsup?
her: not to much who are you
me: Rob who are you?
her: jamie and your breath stinks
me:yeah, that was pretty bad. I don't even have a sister. So what's the worst line you've ever heard(besides that one)?Originally posted by ER!C L!VE
The Scene: Double Date - Me with Blind Date at dinner.
HBhairdresser: Blah blah blah me me me
E!L!: *cutting her off mid-sentence* You look just like my sister.
HBhairdresser: That's like the 3rd time I've heard that this week.
My Buddy: stares at me in shock.
My Buddy's chick: stares at me in shock.
After dinner we hit the club and HBhairdresser mysteriously disappears into crowd and avoids me for the rest of the night.
Wrong.Originally posted by Dapper Swindler
Me: .....................
Anything is better than saying nothing. Therefore, that is my worst approach.![]()
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.