penkitten
Master Don Juan
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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.
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.
................................... Andy belted a loud scream "WAIIITTTT!"Interceptor said:...TouchMeThere.
So Andy and Stud stood there mouth agaoe and said: "DO we know you?"
And TouchMeThere said "Yes, you slept me with me once. The two of yous. And then you kicked me to the curb!"
Andy and Stud looked at each other and scratched there heads and said "Was it goodf? 'cause we don't remember....... SWISH!
The sound of a sharp blade came inches away from their face as TouchMeThere screamed "Silence, you scoundrels!! I've been huntung you down for years!! Years! Now I will take my sweet revenge on you!!"
And with that she began swinging wildly at Andy and Stud , chasing after them and leaping high into the air while screaming bloodcurdling screams.
"Die! Die!! You foul , filthy bastard!! You will pay for the insult you have done to me!"
Andy and Stud found themselves in a horrible circumstance!
What a nightmare!!
TouchMethere was about to kill them! When suddenly, out of nowhere........
"who the heck brought back this thread.."DavenJuan said:................................... Andy belted a loud scream "WAIIITTTT!"
full of emotional outrage, tears ran down TouchMethere's cheek while she held the blade over Andys juggler, waiting impatiently for his response..
"I do remember her" he told Stud. "she is that poster from LS that we tracked down and questioned about her strongly opinionated views"
Stud snatched the blade from TouchMethere's hand with a small but effective smile of relief said ........
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.
...His d!ck popped up and said...j0n024 said:Look like a fool for he was looking in the mirror and trying to see his future when all of a sudden.....
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.
goddess..of tv that is.. and on her show today, we saw...Gubby said:The apocalypse happens, the universe ends and begins again, the world reappears, loads of sh'it happens and in the end we return to where we were previously, more or less, except that everyone has green skin and Oprah is God.
Satan repent.... then god laughed and took his mask off to show that he was the real satan all this time.... then satan takes off his own mask to show himself as god............ then superman arrived on scene and killed them both.penkitten said:goddess..of tv that is.. and on her show today, we saw...
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 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.