You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
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.
Wow. I'm going to agree with something LMS posted. Watch for the Apocalypse soon,..Last Man Standing said:No such thing as a "sex addiction" - more matrix shyt!!
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.
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.
I agree. There was a thread about this not too long ago.Phyzzle said:The interviews were dumb, but that guy's system is as creepy as fvck.
He says you should go into a pub before a date, and offer the bartender huge tips to refer to the seltzer water you will be ordering as an alcoholic drink, and bill you as such, in case the girl takes a peek at the check. Of course, you'll also be paying him extra on the sly to mix her drinks extra strong.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
What is wrong with that? I will tell you from a DJ perspective what is wrong...ketostix said:Well if someone believes in the premise that what he's doing is wrong, then it's just as wrong for the females he's seducing. They know what the deal is. Classic example of women wanting and willingly being "hors" and then transfering all the blame and responsibility on the male.
I don't see what he's doing as being "creepy". I would put zero credibility in that one girl's statement, "He answered the door with his c0ck in his hand..".So what if he chooses not to drink but believes in creating the impression with his date that he is drinking? Whether he admitted he wasn't drinking or does not, either way he's not getting drunk. He's just putting on appearances. How is that any different than a woman wearing make-up to look better, high heels to look taller etc? As far as keeping a spreadsheet, what's so wrong with keeping notes to help in remembering various details. When you have a lot of information to keep straight, people write it down for all sorts of other things. Why is this different? If your going to spend many plates and your memory isn't the best, it comes with the territory.
Totally agree on the dinner part.Poonani Maker said:I like what Janka says about the mass text-messaging in the afternoon while you're real busy at work. He's adamant in saying nothing until after you've fvcked her, thus leaving her to her imagination, whether romantic or not, of you. We could never dream up the things that these soap-opera watching chicks dream up, so why not let em do it? And keep our mouths shut about ourselves despite our accomplishments. I like the lounge thing too. Eating does lead to the woman ordering everything on the menu and getting bloated. Amen.
The guy is THIRTY years old. That makes him MATURE. He is not a 20 year old kid, pretending to be a mature man.wolf116 said:Why do you people keep posting threads in the mature man section when they have nothing to do with mature men!
And why are you posting in the MM section when you are NOT a mature man?wolf116 said:Why do you people keep posting threads in the mature man section when they have nothing to do with mature men!
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.