Desdinova
Master Don Juan
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Why not burn down all the KFCs in the city? Then she won't be able to eat at them.We agreed that neither of us would eat at KFC after we broke up!
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.
Why not burn down all the KFCs in the city? Then she won't be able to eat at them.We agreed that neither of us would eat at KFC after we broke up!
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.
Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
I think the pain of losing me caused one of my exes to start eating KFC every day. And I mean, that stuff isn't good for you. Think about what her arteries will look like in 25-30 years. Not to mention her cholesterol. She could die of a heart attack someday, and it will be all my fault. Jesus, how can I work past the agonizing guilt?
Please guys, tell me -- do you think I should call her and beg her to stop eating at KFC? I feel so betrayed! We agreed that neither of us would eat at KFC after we broke up! How could she do this!? Maybe I should call all of our friends and have an intervention! What do you think?
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.
There's only one thing you can do.Please guys, tell me -- do you think I should call her and beg her to stop eating at KFC? I feel so betrayed!
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.