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.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
^Francisco d'Anconia said:WTF??!!!![]()
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.
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.
Mctwist4 said:Hahaha! Where is Last Man Standing. He's gonna blow a load when he sees this. Fresh virgins!
Hopefully it is fake. But I didn't find museamofhoax.com's arguments to convincing:Deus ex Pianoforte said:So is that why I spent 2 hours on that site trying to decide on just one? :nervous:
It IS a hoax, however.
http://www.museumofhoaxes.com/hoax/weblog/comments/marry_our_daughter/
Reminds me of that Bonsai Kitten site. Check out the testimonials for the best parts:
"At first we were worried that Janine was too young to get married, but then her new husband bought her a house and a car and jewelry and the money we got let us buy a house for ourselves. Getting out of the trailer park at our age was the best thing that ever happened to us, and it’s all thanks to Marry Our Daughter!"
—Mr. Jack M.
Spesmilitis, Why is it illegal to marry a 12 year old but it is legal to be a hor and have many men between her legs at this age??? HUH?? Surely it is better to have a husband then 10 pimps!!Mctwist4 said:Hahaha! Where is Last Man Standing. He's gonna blow a load when he sees this. Fresh virgins!
LOL - good one! Do you take advanced orders?ChrizZ said:I will make lots of babies, put them in a cage and feed them with raw fish. Then, when they finally reach the age of 13 they can make me rich. This site is a good investment.
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.