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.
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.
Dunno about the girls being easy, I just know if they just signed up a week or 2 ago, they're easier to influence than a girl whose been on myspace for a long while who is well seasoned on getting weekly flirts from guys.Originally posted by Wiesman44
if they are fat / ugly and respond to your email with little or no effort on your part, they just wanna be rammed really hard.
Hot girls don't need myspace. Attractive women don't use it. Girls w/o problems don't use it to date.
All AFC dudes use it b/c they won't approach on their own. Girls know this.
A-FVCKIN'-MEN!Originally posted by Wiesman44
if they are fat / ugly and respond to your email with little or no effort on your part, they just wanna be rammed really hard.
Hot girls don't need myspace. Attractive women don't use it. Girls w/o problems don't use it to date.
All AFC dudes use it b/c they won't approach on their own. Girls know this.
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.
Oh the luxury of living vicariously through your "friend". It must be wonderfully fulfilling to be a buddy to the king of MySpace.Originally posted by reyalp
my old roommate from way back when uses myspace and he probably gets more ass than you do.
Ask them? Its the net....Not like they can slap you. Still i get off myspace and out into the real world. Its more fun!Originally posted by Juan_Man
On Myspace, how do you know which girls just want sex?
Had you not responded with an uncultured personal affront, I would have been willing to discuss Myspace further with you.Originally posted by KarmaSutra
Oh the luxury of living vicariously through your "friend". It must be wonderfully fulfilling to be a buddy to the king of MySpace.
Do you have any experience with women or are they straight out of fantasy land in Penthouse Forum?
Perhaps I was a bit harsh but explain how your buddy taggin' online a$$ is going to help you get experience with women?Originally posted by reyalp
Had you not responded with an uncultured personal affront, I would have been willing to discuss Myspace further with you.
Well that's an understandable query.Originally posted by KarmaSutra
Perhaps I was a bit harsh but explain how your buddy taggin' online a$$ is going to help you get experience with women?
I don't see the correlation? Please show me my friend . . .
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.