You must be pretty young, eh?Originally posted by Ice Cold
Oh puhlease. Do you read the knight tales too?
You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
You must be pretty young, eh?Originally posted by Ice Cold
Oh puhlease. Do you read the knight tales too?
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.
ROFLOriginally posted by icepick
You must be pretty young, eh?
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.
sweet punani is poetry. you didn't know?Originally posted by Mr. Delicious
Also I thought it was funny how you made the post sound poetic or whatever and then all of the sudden add the word "punani" into it. It completely lost all of its artistic meaning after that hahahahha.
you obviously don't know what i am talking about...no offense to you, since i know you young guys would rather one-up each other and keep your status and reputation than try to discuss something...so...sure, you are right, it is all "deep rapport". rapport is everything. whatever you say bro.Originally posted by Ice Cold
ROFL
You're the 3rd person to ask me that in the last 2 days. yes I am.
And all those magical quirks and facial expressions are called deep rapport![]()
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.
yeah, that's what dekka said.Originally posted by Good_ol_boy
Iggi, if you were just 20 years older....
please, when considering age you are generally correct but their are a few of us whos head are not completely up our a$$esOriginally posted by icepick
you obviously don't know what i am talking about...no offense to you, since i know you young guys would rather one-up each other and keep your status and reputation than try to discuss something...so...sure, you are right, it is all "deep rapport". rapport is everything. whatever you say bro.
quite ironic i see you as much more of a troll and an attension seeker than any female on this board.myfriendblu: Bla bla bla bla another useless post by a attention whor on this board
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.
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.