SamTheHobit
Master Don Juan
She should be a Mormon 
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'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.
I may not know what good quality is, but I certainly know what it isn't lol!LiveFreeX said:Been suffering from extremely violent bouts of food poisioning the last couple of days. My wife hasn't slept in nearly 48 hours, she's watched me like a hawk and made sure even though I spent most of my time in the fetal position covered in my own vomit and diahrea that I was warm, taken care of and had the right medicines. She cleaned off my face, helped me shower, go to the bathroom, sang me to sleep, changed my fever wraps, fed me and frequently changed my barf bucket. Wouldn't be here today writing this post if it wasn't for her.
THAT is a good woman and that's why she's my wife. I don't think you guys know what quality is.
Just as a side note: If you ever start blacking out after a major bout of diahrea, take a potassium pill or you'll go into cardiac arrest.
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.
whatever floats your boatabe0 said:If you leave the sex part out....my dog Chuck fits those definitions!! Abe
Mine is cooking dinner right now after she made sangria, she cooks every night. She would do the same as what your wife did. Foreign women are the best! Once you go foreign you don't go back. Why'd you get sick? Maybe you ate some of that gutter oil. Hope your wife is cooking for you it should be mandatory.LiveFreeX said:Been suffering from extremely violent bouts of food poisioning the last couple of days. My wife hasn't slept in nearly 48 hours, she's watched me like a hawk and made sure even though I spent most of my time in the fetal position covered in my own vomit and diahrea that I was warm, taken care of and had the right medicines. She cleaned off my face, helped me shower, go to the bathroom, sang me to sleep, changed my fever wraps, fed me and frequently changed my barf bucket. Wouldn't be here today writing this post if it wasn't for her.
THAT is a good woman and that's why she's my wife. I don't think you guys know what quality is.
Just as a side note: If you ever start blacking out after a major bout of diahrea, take a potassium pill or you'll go into cardiac arrest.
LiveFreeX said:Unfortunately because of the lack of control and rampant corruption here the store bought food is frequently tainted with all sorts of bad stuff. I got off pretty easy actually... we read an article that about 34 school children were hospitalized because of the yogurt... found RAT POISON in it. I was just out for a couple days. There are things much worse than gutter oil here...wish I still had the articles, would post them for you guys to read, you wouldn't believe the stuff they do.
Yeah man foreign women for the win. I honestly, don't even remember what American women were like, been around these girls so long.
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.
glass half full said:I've seen some of the articles of what is being sold as food there. We have some food issues in U.S. too that aren't so widely known yet, but it's out there. What I've heard from China though...is disgusting.
I admire that the women over there are so good, they could teach the self-entitled brats here a thing or two.
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.