I don’t quite see it myself but if there was any doubt, my accent or rather complete lack of it would give me away instantly. That and the fact that I’m not nearly as athletic. Or muscular. Or good at soccer. : runs off, clumsily, hoping that Ruud is at least not nearly as good at English, or, thinking or … mumble muble :
There’s a certain picture in here of a certain girl that reminds me of a certain dialogue between a certain many oscar winning actor and a certain actress that I’ve always admired in a certain film that deals with a certain type of hybrid form of furry animal with a pre-disposition to a full moon. "Prove me wrong.
"
And then there’s Maastricht. Seriously, I was already falling for you just from meeting you in your posts, but I didn’t expect your pictures to make it worse. :eek: And did you just say something nice to little old me?
: rolls up into a ball and sucks thumb :
HEY! WAIT A MINUTE! I’M A MAN! Hang on while I go visit the from nice guy to bad boy thread, and collect myself, and I’ll be right back with my arrogant, self-confident … ah, whatever, who needs women anyway. Phah!
: rolls up into a ball and sucks thumb :
: reads article and thinks, perhaps there is something to this bad boy theory after all, if you challenge someone, it stimulates dopamine, and that is also associated with the feeling of being in love, and also brings up the cuddly stuff … suddenly things fall into place … wait a minute, am I thinking out loud? :
: rolls up into a ball and sucks thumb :
: this flirting thing, maybe it’s not for me :
HEY!
: huh? :
GET YOURSELF TOGETHER!
: Eh. Oh, ok. Where am I? :
IN THE PHOTO THREAD!
: Oh, ok. I guess I’d better leave then. :
YES, THAT WOULD BE A GOOD IDEA!
: Sorry! :
INDEED! NOW SHOOSH!
: yeah, yeah. :
WHIMP.
: … :
: leaves :
SORRY ABOUT THAT, Maastricht. I SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN HERE EARLIER, AND KICKED THAT SORRY WHIMP OUTTAHERE EARLIER.
Calms down, slightly.
So, how YOU doin’? 