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.
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.
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.
Actually, ask anyone in Nevada or in other countries where prossies are legal and they'll tell you that prostitution is easily taxable. It's still illegal to do it outside of official channels in most of those places, and those places are monitored and regulated by the local government more than any porn studio could ever be. It's perfectly legal for any legal age chick in America to set up a webcam and start cramming fruit in her junk for anyone with a high-speed connection, try taxing that.A-Unit said:The True Answer?
One can be taxed, regulated, and managed (sort of), while the other can't.
Same reason why pot is illegal and alcohol isn't. Or vice versa.
A-Unit
Exactly! Mainstream porn makes big money, the fat cats get rich, the tax goes to the government and the people think they live in a liberated society.A-Unit said:The True Answer?
One can be taxed, regulated, and managed (sort of), while the other can't.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
You've got it backwards. The only reason the govt. doesn't make money off of it is because it's illegal. If it was legal, they would make plenty of money from it.Morphiex said:Well porn is supposedly an contracted job with taxes and **** ...
while prostitution is not and the government does not make money off it therefore its illigal , like pot the government dont make money of it therefor its illigal...
Well, not directly. It does through corruption.S1NN3R said:You've got it backwards. The only reason the govt. doesn't make money off of it is because it's illegal. If it was legal, they would make plenty of money from it.
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.
The average cost of a prostitution bust is $2000. The average fine is $1000. So each hooker busted costs taxpayers a grand.SamePendo said:Well, not directly. It does through corruption.
i seriously doubt those numbers, even considering all hard and soft expenses. the vast majority of busts are wholesale sweeps (e.g. volume "discounts"). on the prostitute side, most of these ho's have been arrested numerous times already. collect them, process them, release, pay a fine. they're out in a couple of hours, maybe overnight. wash rinse repeat.S1NN3R said:The average cost of a prostitution bust is $2000. The average fine is $1000. So each hooker busted costs taxpayers a grand.
An average large metropolitan area will net 150+ prostitution busts a weekend. There are probably 20-30 cities in the US with similar bust numbers on a given weekend. An average year has 52 weekends in it.
So you could easily estimate that over 200 million dollars a year of taxpayers money is wasted to keep Johns from getting their rocks off. Kinda retarded if you ask me.
Yeah, that's the same rationale here. Street prostitution is more dangerous, hookers are likely giving all their money to their pimps or drug habits, and it hurts the reputation of neighbourhoods. Usually, where there is prostitutes, there are also gangs and drug peddelers also lurking around.Bible_Belt said:Regarding prostitution, the actual crime as spelled out by the statute is soliciting, not specifically prostitution. This makes it easier to arrest the street-walkers. All they have to do is make the offer, and that is the crime. What bugs me is how the cops run sting ops to catch the street-corner girls and their johns, yet the yellow pages still has a giant section of "escort" agencies. It's obvious that escorts are merely prostitutes with a little more sense.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.