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.
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.
HehBumsniff said:at the very least some of you know you dont offer a real woman any value and gladly admit it! Kudos.
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.
real woman = large and in charge fatties that we wouldn't give the time of day toBumsniff said:... No real woman who offers anything would waste her time with you jokers.
How do you know? What is your evidence? You are generalizing. It is more likely that you are projecting your OWN experience, which is likely that NO MEN offer YOU anything of value.Bumsniff said:surprise surprise. None of you offer ANY value....
The girl I'm "dating" is 37, tall, thin, healthy, can almost keep pace with me when running, has been an executive in a software company for over ten years, is well-mannered and never embarrasses me in public or in front of my friends. She has never had children, and her body is absolutely fantastic, it's like shooting a porn movie when we go at it.Bumsniff said:No wonder you have to date the dregs of humanity....
I wouldn't have bragged but I am going to respond to this guy.Bumsniff said:None of you offer ANY value.
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.
Burroughs wants to join them :yes: :yes: :yes:Burroughs said:twentee and spazzy are fag buddies :rock: :yes: :yes:
No one here offers a woman any LESS than a woman offers a man.Bumsniff said:surprise surprise. None of you offer ANY value. And don't give me none of that I don't have to prove anything crap. Try buying something and a salesperson tells you the product doesn't have to prove anything to you you should just buy it. It's like amature comedy night on here. hehe!
No wonder you have to date the dregs of humanity.
at the very least some of you know you dont offer a real woman any value and gladly admit it! Kudos.
i agree. the OP is pretty abrasive but the question in itself is a valid onezekko said:Guys here are always talking about improving themselves, becoming a man of value, and displaying high value. I don't see anything wrong with the question.
Maybe if we rephrase it, people won't get so defensive about it. What are you basing your confidence on?
There is nothing wrong with going for high standards. But, there is a catch. It is this catch, when not obeyed, will keep you in that bubble of fantasy. In fact, Shakespeare has saying on it in which he says…
“The catch, Pook. Get to the catch.”
Very well. Here it is:
The high standards you apply to your desires must be applied to yourself.
Do you want a woman who is not overweight? Then you must eliminate your overweight. Do you want a woman who is intellectually brilliant? Then you must hit the books, read the classics, think, and expand your mind. Do you want a woman who is athletic? Then you too must become athletic.
Try, if you want, to get a woman who is better then you in these traits. You may or may not succeed. But only demand that which you can reflect as well. This forces you on the path of self-improvement
Bumsniff sounds like a woman with her shaming tactics on, and the question is essentially a sh1t test, a way to make us qualify ourselves to her majestic Bum, dance to her farting tunes.zekko said:Guys here are always talking about improving themselves, becoming a man of value, and displaying high value. I don't see anything wrong with the question.
Maybe if we rephrase it, people won't get so defensive about it. What are you basing your confidence on?
I agree Bumsniff appears to be a troll poster, after seeing some of his/her other threads. So I guess that explains the responses.Jitterbug said:Bumsniff sounds like a woman with her shaming tactics on, and the question is essentially a sh1t test, a way to make us qualify ourselves to her majestic Bum, dance to her farting tunes.
Which is why you will never get a straight answer to that from anyone here who's ever read the DJ Bible.
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.
nahBrownBear said:Burroughs wants to join them :yes: :yes: :yes:
But I'm busy with your mamaBurroughs said:nah
that space is for you Pedobear :crackup: :crackup: :crackup: :crackup:
PoonChaser said:How do you know? What is your evidence? You are generalizing. It is more likely that you are projecting your OWN experience, which is likely that NO MEN offer YOU anything of value.
I'd like you to explain more about what you think the difference between a "real woman" and a "non-real woman" would be. Please, be specific. This should be good.
The girl I'm "dating" is 37, tall, thin, healthy, can almost keep pace with me when running, has been an executive in a software company for over ten years, is well-mannered and never embarrasses me in public or in front of my friends. She has never had children, and her body is absolutely fantastic, it's like shooting a porn movie when we go at it.
Hardly the dregs of humanity. And I've seen the girls some of the other dudes in here get, they look pretty good to me....
Look moron... every woman is different.Bumsniff said:And yet none of you STILL can provide the VALUE YOU GIVE a woman.
Women can get value from BETTER MEN than YOU.
What makes YOU so special? None of you can answer because you KNOW you DO NOT POSSESS the VALUE a REAL 7,8,9, let alone 10 can and will get.
cool story brah :rock:BrownBear said:But I'm busy with your mama![]()
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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.