Sexy_Malibu
Master Don Juan
Sorry, I'll rephrase.Originally posted by penkitten
airplane virgins that is
Aww. You airplane virgins are so cute.
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.
Sorry, I'll rephrase.Originally posted by penkitten
airplane virgins that is
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.
awwwwwwwwOriginally posted by Sexy_Malibu
Sorry, I'll rephrase.
Aww. You airplane virgins are so cute.
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What about Bahn?
No no no no no...That's not needed. I've given you experience so far...Might as well do it for everything else.Originally posted by Fist_of_Fury
You know I don't really like it that way...He's too...Bahn. Unless of course, you'd rather I get some experience with him and then come back to you...![]()
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.
Guess I'll have to give you some more experience in stuff when we get back home...Of course, if it's too late to go home at any point, you can stay in my room...I'll keep you warm.Originally posted by Fist_of_Fury
sounds fair...no bahn, no walkup...and certainly no Bailey...he's a "sweetie" nice guy...not a "lets go study at 2 am in my room, maybe you'll get tired and rather than walk you home you can sleep in my room" kinda nice guy.
You can have them! *Runs to enormous bathroom with Fist, see's plane start rocking.*Originally posted by penkitten
what happened to all the peanuts?
*** hears the plane's toliet flush repeatedly and yells" take your foot off the handle fist"***Originally posted by Eternal
You can have them! *Runs to enormous bathroom with Fist, see's plane start rocking.*
*Scratches position out of Kama Sutra* Well, that one won't go well on an airplane...Originally posted by penkitten
*** hears the plane's toliet flush repeatedly and yells" take your foot off the handle fist"***
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.
*Yells out "Circle the airport a few more times!"*Originally posted by penkitten
*** hears the intercom say " all passengers remain in your seats for landing"
*** hears the intercom say " all passengers remain in your seats for landing"
Hmm...You might like the extra humps...Originally posted by Fist_of_Fury
Let them go ahead and land...we can keep f*cking in the bathroom...It's not like we'll really notice the extra motion...
Uh...how about YOU show some ID. For all I know, you could be jailbait!Originally posted by Sexy_Malibu
And AFK... Can I see some ID please?
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.
You were never 1337Originally posted by AFK Protector
I'm not 1337 anymore.![]()
Dude, he is ALWAYS 1337!Originally posted by Vincent
You were never 1337![]()
Like it was such a great thread to begin with.Originally posted by Porky
once again, the idiot mods hijack a thread and run it into the ground.
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.