I'm Joe Dirt
Master Don Juan
That guy probably thought he was scoring major points when he made that tape.
What an idiot.
What an idiot.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
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.
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.
How about 0.5th anniversery?Originally posted by legolas
What the f*ck is wrong with people a 6 month annversary makes no linguistic sense because the word anniversary means: The annually recurring date of a past event. The x month anniversary makes no sense whatsoever
btw. Did anyone count the number of times he used the L word? (no you perv it wasn't lesbian)
Makes me wonder, why do guys do this? Is it the media who sets them up for this breakdown?
dito.Originally posted by frivolousz21
6 months actually is something to celebrate..
not like that.
but going out for dinner and recognizing you made it a half a yr a good accomplishment.
not gift worthy though.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
nah that was wayyyy to much sap. She probably did eat it, got full and throw up!:nono:Originally posted by Wyldfire
If she was really into him in the first place she would have eaten up all the sap...
The guy looks really young, which is what the excessive sap can be attributed to...probably his first real girlfriend. You'll have that. Yeah, it was sappy, very sappy...but wouldn't be grounds to dump him unless she was looking for a reason to anyhow. Girls love that mushy sh*t IF they're into the guy. He may have suffocated her prior to that, though...which WOULD drive her away. So, it wasn't the tape so much as it was whatever he did in combination with it.Originally posted by DJDamage
nah that was wayyyy to much sap. She probably did eat it, got full and throw up!:nono:
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.