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.
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 still think this one is in the competitionRaikojo17 said::crackup: :crackup: :crackup: :crackup: :crackup:
and the award for funniest poster goes to. Last man standing!
lol seriously man, you have me weak.
Yeah, everyone knows that Spaniels are emo.WhiskeyRox said:The reason your dog is a virgin is because HE'S GAY! Brittany spaniels? Get a MAN'S DOG, like a german shepard or a rottweiler! Who cares if your prissy little pansy spaniel gets laid. Too many worthless yappy dogs in the world anyway. Anything under 45 pounds is a rodent.
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.
aaaaaaaaaahahahahaahahahahahahaahahahahhahhaha. That is some funny sh*t!!!!! hahaahahahahaha.Last Man Standing said:The llittle hor chihuahua dug a hole and was in my yard and my dog was all over her - I think she's too small for him - he'll probably split her in half!! I picked the little hor up and shot her over the fence and the look on my dog's face was as if he wanted to kick mt ass!!
I put boards along the fence to keep the little horny dog out and went to wash my car - after I finished I went to the backyard and she was there again with a seemingly satisfied look on her face and all starry-eyed!! I quickly looked at my dog - he was chilling out on the bench smoking a cigarette and had a martini in his paw - I was like ohhhhhh no!!!! Did they do it?
I guess I have to wait and see if she has an orange and white spaniel mix - how many months is that?
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.