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 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.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
In retrospect it was funny!KontrollerX said:Don't worry Des I'm plotting revenge for you as we speak.
I've got a great idea for a character to make at that place and I'm going to need KarmaSutra's unique brand of comedy to tear my character apart...but more gently than he does here to real AFC's so that the symps and feminists over there don't ban us.
Ahh who am I kidding? He got away with the double penetration campbell's soup Mother Theresa joke over there he can say anything that he wants. :crackup:
So yeah its gonna be fvckin great if I can muster the energy either later today or tomorrow to create the account and PM Karma and give him the details of how this needs to go. I've got a bit more planned to mess with their heads than just comedy talk.![]()
I'm off to Lala Land! Just found something to fvck with!Desdinova said:blind_otter
This chick is seriously fvcked in the head. You're best to just ignore her since she'll go fvcking ballistic and spew out a bunch of bull5hit that makes no sense whatsoever. It just shows how easily it is to fvck up her emotional state.
I'm here all week!Desdinova said:.... I fukkin died laughing at "I'm still not convinced that you're not a wimp" :crackup:
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.
If you want someone to f*ck with...jump in on this wonderful thread.KarmaSutra said:I'm off to Lala Land! Just found something to fvck with!
iqqi said:No Des, You're WRONG again!
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.
Today, 9:42 PM #1Desdinova said:
You've been regularly making me laugh. I'm damn proud of keto, his mighty sword of logic cuts straight through their shield of obsfucation and armour of lame mockery.bigjohnson said:I'm here all week!
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.