That made me laugh so hard!Originally posted by kyanite
Me: :trouble:
French Faggots: :cheer: :rock:![]()
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
That made me laugh so hard!Originally posted by kyanite
Me: :trouble:
French Faggots: :cheer: :rock:![]()
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
I don't think anybody here actually cares. We're just letting the pinky boys know that they look gay and unmanly. It's a fashion tip.Originally posted by whistler
You guys care about the color of some other guy's shirt?!
You shouldn't even care...
You know why?
Because you shouldn't have time to care.
And because it reeks of anger motivated by, what else, fear...
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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.
I wouldn't pick out my son's clothes, that's a woman's jobOriginally posted by Happiness Renewed
so when u knock up the girl you got with your pink shirt and the baby is a boy...are u going to dress ur son up in pink too?
... if you have to resort to dressing like an unwashed auto mechanic just to impress a girl, your game is lacking. Some guys will wear a pink shirt over a wifebeater stained with engine oil any day of the week and still get laid. It's not what you wear, it's what's underneath it.As for the guys who are preaching the pink shirt thing, if you have to resort to dressing like a queer guy just to impress a girl, your game is lacking. I'll wear a wifebeater stained with engine oil over a barbie shirt any day of the week and still get laid. It's not what you wear, it's what's underneath it.
Yes, but only with members of the same gender.Some guys will wear a pink shirt over a wifebeater stained with engine oil any day of the week and still get laid.
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.
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.
lol yeah become a pinky boy to piss off a couple guys on a internet forumOriginally posted by thefonz
I don't wear pink but i'm strongly considering it just to piss you guys off.
My thoughts exactly! If you're contented with yourself and your own style, there is absolutely no reason to hate other people for their tastes. Live and let live.Originally posted by Hound_of_Love
So many posts on this site proclaiming that the most important tenet of the DJ faith is to be secure in yourself and all I'm reading here is an outpouring of insecurity against gays, metrosexuals and pink shirts(!)? Sweet baby Jesus people!
What do you do?Originally posted by Jariel
I'm an artist,
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.