Oh, my GAWD. I'm old enough to remember that stupid fukking book called The Rules. Every girl who was coming of age around those years (myself included) got that dumb-ass book. Girls walking around campus reading it until the pages fell out (not me, I'm proud to say), playing those bullshyt games on middle school/high school/college dudes who probably didn't know WHAT the fukk was going on. Brehs, if you wonder why there's a dearth of women somewhere around 32-40 who are still wandering around manless, blame that book.
I don't remember most of it off the top of my head (obviously), but I do remember one of those gems was to never call a man and never let the a phone convo go on longer than 10 minutes. I was thinking that if a dude kept chasing after me to keep getting hung up on, something wasn't right. The tag was to get a man who was crazy about you...nah, boss. That nikka is just plain crazy.
(The funny part? At least one of those authors got divorced, if not both.)