"She Laughed All Night. Then She Ghosted You. Here's Why."
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.
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"Stop Asking Your Friends What to Text Her"
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.
undesputable
Master Don Juan
"I just moved here from Florida."
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.
Dust 2 Dust
Master Don Juan
Leben holds titles in 3 MMA organizations and now he's a full time UFC fighter. In his last fight he defeated Canadian light heavyweight champ Patrick Cote.
The fights thus far on this season have all sucked azz except for the stevenson fight and last week's fight.
The UFC heavyweight division is weak right now because all the best heavyweight MMA fighters are in Pride.
Dust 2 Dust
Master Don Juan
Don't give up on Leben just yet. He's fighting live on Spike TV Oct. 3rd.
Pay scales depend on who you are and how good you are. A level fighters in Pride such as Royce Gracie can make up to a million per fight. Ken Shamrock is currently the highest paid fighter in the UFC and he gets 460K per fight.
Pay per view fighters in the UFC get about 10K per fight to start until they prove themselves worthy of bigger pay days.
Those guys are sooooooo underpaid considering the amount of training and skill level required to be successful!
Pantera_man
Don Juan
I hated his ugly ****y ass, and I got to see him get beat.
"She's Out of Your League"
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.
undesputable
Master Don Juan
yea you just realized that? boxers except for the handful thats on top have been underpaid for years and years.
Dust 2 Dust
Master Don Juan
Most guys I know that compete in MMA do it as a part time job fighting in local shows for the extra money and maintain full time jobs outside the sport.
If you're serious about competing in MMA then you should definately have Muay Thai included into your game.
Dust 2 Dust
Master Don Juan
Who is your friend, if you don't mind me asking?
"Stop Asking Your Friends What to Text Her"
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.