Rata Blanca
Senior Don Juan
Do you think cereal should be in our daily diet?
Yes, No, why?
And what cereal do you recomend?
Yes, No, why?
And what cereal do you recomend?
She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
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.
Cookie Crisp all the way, baby. Because the way I see it, what the hell is the point of being healthy and living longer if you have to give up the things you enjoy in order to do so?Rata Blanca said:Do you think cereal should be in our daily diet?
Yes, No, why?
And what cereal do you recomend?
So to you living means eating the cereal you want?S1NN3R said:"I might die at 50, but damnit I'll have lived every day until then....."
He was making a point hardass. Jesus-thefvckbastard-Christ, don't take sh!t so literal.[S]alvatore said:So to you living means eating the cereal you want?
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.
LOL! KarmaSutra, you rock nutrition! :rockon:Fvck that.
Count Chocula all the way.
You completely missed what he meant.KarmaSutra said:He was making a point hardass. Jesus-thefvckbastard-Christ, don't take sh!t so literal.
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 know this is absolutely insane, but I know an old Norweigian dude who basically did the same thing. He eats bacon daily, but he's skinny as hell because he works in construction. Oh yeah, he's a drunk too.If I'm not eating cereal, I eat pork bacon and butter drenched eggs. Then I fry up hash browns in the grease. I run 2 miles 3 times a week. Fukk healthy eating.
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.