Scrumtulescence
Master Don Juan
ICP
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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.
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.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
You're kidding? They had some good tunes.Steelheart (mf'ers are back!)
I totally agree! They're so childish and not funny. They remind me of my friends and I trying to make up crude rhymes for some cheap laughs back in our pubescent years.comic_relief said:Tenacious D
Yup I totally agree ICP blows so much. I would also like to add ALL DEATH METAL like cannibal corpse... it's not music anymore.Scrumtulescence said:ICP
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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.
What? They were good for their time.sexxyback said:The Beatles
They sound very generic.Mr. Unique said:two of you hate nickelback. I actually like nickelback, their songs are catchy and easy to listen to.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
Oh man.... Death Metal rules.:rockon: :rockon:PeterNorthisawesome said:Yup I totally agree ICP blows so much. I would also like to add ALL DEATH METAL like cannibal corpse... it's not music anymore.
Lol at the AFC Music example XDcomic_relief said:Hate Breed
Primas
Tenacious D
anything emo - AFC Music "My girlfrriend broke up with me so I must slit my wrists"
ICP
Suicide
New Metallica (especially the one with the Orchestra)
Patti Smith
Macy Gray
Thursday
Simple Plan
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