That’s actually very true PERIT. One of the barmen in my local is from Arizona or Arkansas or summat like that and to see the local wenches drooling and slobbering over his bloody accent [not to mention his tan and pearly whites and muscles and pigging infuriating always happy smiling face] really pisses us English rampant studs off.
We wouldn’t mind but he must have been through half the unmarried ones [and a few married] and shows no sign of slowing down.
bastard
Actually, she’s not doing the hoovering, she’s doing the Swiffering. As the commercials keep telling us, Swiffering is like nothing you’ve ever done before.
Well, spogga, if your barman has teeth, he probably didn’t come from Arkansas. 
Oops, did I say that out loud? I’ll be moving along now.
Forget it… she’s taken!
Good Lord, what fantastic legs she has!
Which actually flips the smart/pretty issue (what there was of it) right back around, doesn’t it?
Never mind. Just idly stirring the pot.
[sub]Sympathies on the tooth extractions, spogga. I just had an old filling replaced and my face looks like chipmunk hoarding a watermelon.[/sub]
‘Where you’re at’ is in the head, not the Atlas…
On the subject of accents it was surprising how many Americans thought I was an Aussie whilst holidaying in your fair land last year, fair but not as fair as Merrie England, gadzooks and a hey nonny nonny!
what?
Both of them…
Another vote for - nice legs.
Hmm, she has a good butt. Prominent butt = good, in my book.
You don’t have to be smart to be pretty, but it helps. On balance, I would say it is better to be pretty than to be smart – in the U.S. where we put quite a premium on looks and the economic competition isn’t quite so Darwinian as in the Third World.
But in any event, I would take lucky over smart or pretty, or pretty AND smart, any day.
I’d marry her and channel all my money into a brain transplant.
Hey, don’t be so hard on yourself. I think your current brain’s just fine.
Funny you should say that ** DougC ** my brother has a business that specialises in colour photographic layouts for mail order cats/womens mags etc and I went to one of the shoots some years back.
I kid you not some of those models when they arrived at the studio looked dog rough but after a few hours with the stylists/hairdressers/make up artists looked good enough to eat…yes well!
I have no idea what she’s doing but she could wipe the floor with me . . .
And NO she doesn’t look even vaguely ridiculous simulating house cleaning in high heels and panties.
Bless 'em all.
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Agreed! Standard issue when Mrs Beech does the hoovering (ok watches me do it!)
Anyway, not so pretty, but quite attractive (big difference)
And HAIR, how come nobody’s mentioned those fantastic long blond locks?
Go right ahead. She’s very forgettable. 
May I interrupt?!! ahem… clears throat
No? I can’t?..Well sorry, I’m a female, therefore I WILL !!! I believe what makes a woman (or man for that matter) is NOT their looks, but their own self-confidence in themselves. As spogga said, a 40-45 year old woman was obviously appreciated as being attractive NOT because she was young, nubile, blonde and willowly thin - but perhaps because she portrayed a comfortable aura of self-confidence within herself… at ease with her own attitudes, behaviour, body and presentation. Not having to rely on the teeny-bopper perspex aura that all the “fine young thangs seem to ooze” just to receive some kind of sexual attention.
To be at ease with one’s self is the sexiest attribute that any Human Being can portray, I reckon. 