backbreaker
Master Don Juan
on a saturday night, and you had 20 dollars to buy something to eat... where do you go?
nothing beats drunken waffle house IMHO.
nothing beats drunken waffle house IMHO.
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.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
+1PRMoon said:Roberto's Taco Shop is my late night drunk stop. Carne asada steak fries soak up the booze like no other. It cures what ails ya.
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.
backbreaker said:on a saturday night, and you had 20 dollars to buy something to eat... where do you go?
nothing beats drunken waffle house IMHO.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
*high fives* Bit of mint sauce, can't go wrong.Ease said:Here in UK we have Kebab shops for this purpose.
Hahahaha, beautiful.backbreaker said:when i was.. 22 years old, one night i decided i ust wanted to go to the strip club, so i went to the strip club, spent some money, got **** faced drunk off white russians and jaggerbombs and i'm driving home and decide i am hungry. so then i see this taco bell, so i get a nacho bell grande and some other crap
anyway, i'm so drunk i started eating the nachos, and fell asleep with one in my mouth, hanging off the couch. how this was physically possible i have no idea but i pulled it off. the chip was logged in my throat and i developed acid reflux from that.
so, let the lesson be learned, do not go to sleep with chips in your mouth hanging up side down
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.
Nice.backbreaker said:got **** faced drunk off white russians and jaggerbombs and i'm driving home
Roadkill?spider_007 said:grab some discusting street meat.
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.