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.
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.
Agreed. I can't stand chicks who need to paint their face on every day.spartanfan said:I agree with atom if given the chance that girl is way too fake for me... I mean even kissing her all that makeup crap might come right off into your mouth and I would be puking it up the rest of the night... freaking nasty man!!!!![]()
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
^Yep.iqqi said:This just goes to show how silly some of you men are on this site. Mila Kunis is hot, and I would toss her salad, just like she did to Natalie Portman is Black Swan.
http://www.panelsonpages.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/natalie-portman-mila-kunis-black-swan.jpg
You are judging her for wearing make up? You are judging her appearances in public, which are usually events that are photographed. And she is a celebrity. Of course she is wearing make up! Most women wear make up anytime they go out to dinner or to have a night out. And this woman is being photographed on the red carpet. What the hell is wrong with you, lol?
She is pretty natural, and cute for the most part and compared to many woman. Also her personality is apparently not bad either.
You guys crack me up sometimes. How do you expect to be taken seriously??
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That picture is not real. Wow..... thank you for that, though.Burroughs said:to know if mila is hot you must look beyond the surface...hollywood makeup artists are amazing and skilled they can make a cokehead look like ms universe.
mila is far uglier that you can possibly imagine sans makeup
she is pretty hideous
think i'm lying?
want to challenge me...
really?
ok
http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MRlZC3RD2...pu1iDQ/s1600/Mila_Kunis_Without_Makeup_08.jpg
try not to throw up
idiots need to stop buying into the hollywood myth
Is this a joke? Have you ever heard of Photoshop.....lolBurroughs said:http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MRlZC3RD2...pu1iDQ/s1600/Mila_Kunis_Without_Makeup_08.jpg
try not to throw up
idiots need to stop buying into the hollywood myth
Sir Psycho Sexy said:Is this a joke? Have you ever heard of Photoshop.....lol
You really thought that was her?
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.
See, the funny thing about that picture is that as a woman I can immediately tell it's a photoshop not only because it's just plain obvious, but because why in the world would her hair be done, but not her face? Her hair is styled in that picture, and no woman has her hair done when her face is shot. She is posing for the camera... with her hair done... but no make up? You obviously know nothing about the entertainment industry, ... lol.Burroughs said:you obviously know nothing about the entertainment industry lol
Every time there is a thread you take one thing from the post and manage to spin it around and start another conversation relating to your personal life. I just find it entertaining. I probably know a lot more of your wife and kid than I should just from reading some of your posts.backbreaker said:i don't like real life salads or tossed salads. i don't care how hot she is.
lol it's funny there is not enough money on earth to get me to eat a salad. i fvcking hate salads. i will pick the croutons off my wife's salad like a 10 year old and dip them in ranch dressing but that's it. on the other hand my son loves salad like his mom and like when we go to red lobster or what not and you know how you can get the appetizer substituted for an apple sauce or whatever, i will tell them to bring 2 salads and one apple sauce and they automatically always bring the apple sauce to my son and the salad to me and we always switch. i will eat apple sauce all day long.
as far as the no makeup bit, that's pretty much any woman you roll over to in the morning. she's not going to be a HB 8 once she gets upa nd goes to brush her teeth my wife included.
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.