Oh man...you need to get yourself some real food.Originally posted by diplomatic_lies
I just had a giant packet of Cheezos and a can of coke.
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.
Oh man...you need to get yourself some real food.Originally posted by diplomatic_lies
I just had a giant packet of Cheezos and a can of coke.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
Um...that was random.Originally posted by Dimebag_Darrell
you better call the bug man because your t-w-a-t is a hive
Mt. Dew...it's ALL about the Dew.Originally posted by Brian20o2
I'll open a can of pepsi to that.![]()
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.
Dude, even if i was stoned whats the point of bashing it. ITS GOOD FOR YAOriginally posted by JC Jerkson
LOL you didn't name yourself Dimebag_Darell for nothing.
Must must be so high right now.
JC Jerkson
You wish my mom would even look at your sorry ass, she'd be like "JC Jerkson? What the f*ck is that, Anal Lube?"Originally posted by JC Jerkson
No.
Actually YOUR mom and me make a great couple.
:flowers:
JC Jerkson
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.
Just because I shared my duck doesn't mean I'm gonna go look at your fish bowl.Originally posted by JC Jerkson
Actually Wyld we're in my house. Don't worry I already kicked them out.
Let's go upstairs I want to show you my new fish tank.
JC Jerkson
Every mother always over-exagurates subjects about their kids.Originally posted by Wyldfire
The girls have been chasing him since he was 10 years old. He likes girls but I've raised both of my sons properly. They aren't clingy, needy, desperate and they don't get all ga ga over girls. I have good looking boys. They never chase girls. The girls always chase them. The one that got the visitor gets chased worst of the two. The last place we lived he had two neighborhood girls following him around, calling, coming to the door, showing up at his work, the skate park, etc. Poor kid couldn't escape them.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
hahahaOriginally posted by thederekeffect1
Every mother always over-exagurates subjects about their kids.
But good for you. Raising your boys to become men. I was raised by a woman and look where I am. Posting here.![]()
I can't cook anything beyond 2-minute noodles (and I even overcooked it once and blew water all over the stove). My real food comes from mum (2500 miles away).Originally posted by Wyldfire
Oh man...you need to get yourself some real food.
Take a cooking class...Originally posted by diplomatic_lies
I can't cook anything beyond 2-minute noodles (and I even overcooked it once and blew water all over the stove). My real food comes from mum (2500 miles away).
I even considered finding a hot girlfriend who could cook. Then I realised that was a paradox.
My older son is more tolerant than my younger son. He's more giving and attentive but not to the extent where it's bad for him. His ex girlfriend has Borderline Personality Disorder and was not easy to deal with. He was able to deal with her pretty well for how she was. He's not an emotional guy, and for the most part, he just doesn't care one way of the other. It's infuriating for me, as his mother, but it helps him deal with girlfriends better.Originally posted by The_Shezzler
Damn, that sounds exactly like me - only i was to AFC to think of girls in that way
Looking back - i could have lost my virignity at aged 10, sh1t!
Ahhh well - its all good now
As for dinner - i had a Jacket potatoe with beans...
Sarge On...
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.