"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.
Would you ever date a girl who smokes?
- Thread starter mcarioca
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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.
Alpine
Master Don Juan
It's more than the smell, they age like twice as fast, long term a real no-no.
I am not that fond of smoking, and i dont smoke myself.... but if i really like a chick, then her smoking wont stop me from getting into a LTR with her, but as it was mentioned by mcarioca, they will "loose lots of valuable points" in my eyes's. And plus... maybe i'll be able to get her to STOP smoking?
Laterz...
"So, What Do You Do for Fun?"
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
Bonhomme
Master Don Juan
That depends upon how much she smokes.
If a gal is strictly a social smoker, who doesn't need to smoke at home, no problemo.
So none of the options in the poll are quite right for me.
MetalFortress
Master Don Juan
Francisco d'Anconia
Master Don Juan
I just found out that she didn't stink or taste bad because she didn't smoke regular cigarettes that had all the crap and preservatives soaked into it. She used tobacco that you had to roll yourself that did not have any of the extra crap (no it wasn't that kind of tobacco).
"You Can't Argue a Woman Into Liking 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.
stalluproar
Senior Don Juan
Francisco d'Anconia
Master Don Juan
Bonhomme
Master Don Juan
Yes. As long as she's not a regular tobacco smoker, doesn't smoke anything in my house, and isn't into into heroin or irreversible brain damage drugs , like crack, MDMA, meth, etc.
In fact, I am dating a gal who smokes pot, and the last gal I was dating did, too.
"Stop Asking Your Friends What to Text Her"
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.