the pain
Don Juan
hi im sitting in an internet café and this girl is sitting and terning her back to me what to say she is just in front of me
"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.
what to say fast
- Thread starter the pain
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"How I Made Sure No Woman Ever Friend-Zoned Me Again"
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
"are you wearing a 36dd sized bra? I can see the tag through your clothing"
"excuse me hot lady, I dropped my pen under your chair, could you get it for me?"
"hey was that a porn site I saw? you naughty girl"
Tom121: don't listen to this idiot
muahaha I am the evil version of Tom121
"excuse me hot lady, I dropped my pen under your chair, could you get it for me?"
"hey was that a porn site I saw? you naughty girl"
Tom121: don't listen to this idiot
muahaha I am the evil version of Tom121
Giovanni Casanova
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Hi, my name is the pain. What's your name?
Just because she has boobs doesn't mean talking to her is any different from talking to any other person you don't know.
You could start by saying something like, "Hey, do you know how late this place is open?" When she answers say, "Thanks...my name is "Insert your name here", what's your's?"
"Chatting with your boyfriend?"
Making conversation is easy.
You could start by saying something like, "Hey, do you know how late this place is open?" When she answers say, "Thanks...my name is "Insert your name here", what's your's?"
"Chatting with your boyfriend?"
Making conversation is easy.
"How I Made Sure No Woman Ever Friend-Zoned Me Again"
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.