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.
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.
Well said, the only men who are gona give a fvck about women getting slvtty on a beach somewhere are the ones who are butthurt about not getting any. Go out an fvck girls and stop the god damn complaining my god guys._sideways_ said:So negative here...tisk tisk.
You want suburbs go to them. You want beaches go there. And if and when ur gf decides she inevitably wants to go to the beach...just be ready. In all ways.
But yea...the whole world has sex so yea be young and partake.
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.
Oh for fvcks sake give the "You're SUCH a SQUARE dadjurry said:Well said, the only men who are gona give a fvck about women getting slvtty on a beach somewhere are the ones who are butthurt about not getting any. Go out an fvck girls and stop the god damn complaining my god guys.
( . )( . ) said:Oh for fvcks sake give the "You're SUCH a SQUARE dad" routine a rest sweetheart.
Not everyone has to be clapping and cheering at our new perpetually infantilized sex obsessed trash culture you silly dingbat.
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.
I'm not complaining bro. I love slvts.. I'm just posting this video for some new guys and reinforcement for the vets. If I was there and heard her say that I'd walk right over and prob just start making out with her loljurry said:Whos clapping and cheering? You're right best to just be butthurt and complain about what some sluts are doing on spring break, lets get back to those puritan roots guys! Lawl