THA REALNESS
Banned
Suprised my name wasn't up there.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
That is so gross man. Who the f*uck thinks up these wierd sexual things bruh???Originally posted by Zephyrus
Crotch Sniffer,
You little attention wh*re... I'd take you straight to the ground and piss in your ass you lil flamer.
Originally posted by http://carcino.gen.nz/images/image.php/463c5922/arguing.jpg
Arguing on the internet is like
running in the Special Olympics
Even if you win,
you're still retarded.
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.
yeah! hahahhahahahahahahha! that's awesome! hahahahahahha!.......SHVT THE FVCK UP you maggot eating, fudge packing, shlt wad. Who the h3ll pulled your string anyway?Originally posted by killerasp
dont you all just love free speech! hahahah
Uhh Drive by...yeah your nose looks like an acidental drive by shooting...and they used the heel of somebody's foot to glue back on in it's place.Originally posted by Starman
Baldilocks Supreme,
Dont feel so bad you didnt make it to this elite list, you ancestors couldnt even get on Schindlers list
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.
Oooo, a know-it-all!!!Originally posted by Crotch Sniffer
As for you dear reader, if you have gotten this far in my post than it only proves that you are a drama queen with nothing better to do in your life. Hence you are a pathetic loser as well and my superiority rating just went up to 99.999%!
Conclusion - You know nothing and I know everything!
Like I said, you are insignificant! THA REALNESSOriginally posted by THA REALNESS
Suprised my name wasn't up there.
I´d flame ya, but your poor grammar does a much better job revealing how completely stupid and incoherent you are. Kudos to you, dumbass!Originally posted by Got Lice erm..I mean Hot IceooooOOOOohh **** you mother****in idiot you ***** **** who isn't a **** talking to me as the ****! I beat your ***** ass up to that damn tree hanging from your small ass nutsacs so you learn there hanging from your **** some ****ing manners that your ****ty ***** mother couldn't teach you ****ing stupid *****-**** while some pigeons **** on your ****ing sorry ass!
Oh..Okay LEGOLAS. Why dont you go and play with your Lord of the Rings action figures and let the big boys talk about grown up things for awhile?Originally posted by legolas
Oooo, a know-it-all!!!
Geez, I thought the my-d*ck-is-bigger-then-yours conversations went out of vogue in seventh grade.
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.
Well AssCrumb/DingleCherries.Originally posted by AC/DC
Hey Crotch Sniffer: YUO HAVE TINY BALLS!!!11
I ARE HAVE LARGE ONES!!!11 GET OF THEM!!
Pretty funny intro. Nice work there, scored one point.Originally posted by Starfag
Im sorry Crotch lips,
Ehhh, not bad but not great. A sign that your well is drying up!no points earned.Originally posted by Starfag
I had no idea you really wore a scrotum sack on each of your chicken pinwheel ears.
I truly apologize if I have somehow made fun of any physical deformity you might have.
I knew it couldnt last. WEAK as hell! Does your little sister help you with your posts, doofus? Minus one point!Originally posted by Starfag
but as far as flaming, take it back to the 5th grade, son. Ive taken sh1ts in boots that came out more creative and artisitic than your posts.
Woah. Sorry I insulted your sister man. Even a small child is capable of a better diss than this. Minus another point for the StellarMaggot.Originally posted by Starfag
why if you were even near me, I might do you a favor and rip out your spine and clean out my gutters with your tailbone..its the only worthwhile advantage to your existence
Damn, you scored a -3 with this one!Originally posted by Starfag
now go back to shoe shining with your ear wax and tongue, your too sophmoric for my caliber
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.