Hmmm…I’m wondering what brought this on, hon. But anyway. Being as I am one of the OTHER massive flirts on this board, I say go for it. Knowing and being honest about what you want isn’t rude, it’s just being honest with yourself.
Besides, if you quit flirting with purp, Shayna, and I, we’d hunt you down and kill you. grinning
Flirting is a terrible thing to do. It has no place on an internet MB. You, in particular, spend waaaayyyy too much time doing it. And, yet, NONE of that flirting time has ever been with me. What’s the problem? I’m kinda cute in a short, busty, strawberry blonde kinda way.
[please note the unusual lack of smilies in my post. I am only restraining myself because I would rather see fireworks than mushroom clouds on the 4th]
I can’t believe this.
Oh, poor Cheifie. You poor dear thing! Has some mean old net person made you feel bad. Gee, I hope you don’t have to give up flirting altogether over this.
Sheesh.
You won’t have to. You got half the women on this board doing your flirting for you!
Yeah.
Judge you.
Ok.
9.98 from the American judge, 9.85 from the Russians. Other than that, it’s 10’s across the board.
Give me a break!
I am so jealous that I didn’t think up this scam.
Some people mostly flirt because they are afraid of deeper relationships. The old, afraid of commitment thing.
In my family, which the women ruled, the boys were taught to be nice to women ALL the time. This social attitude is often thought of as flirting by women, which usually causes lots of explanations to have to be given.
Chief, look, you know I love to flirt. And that I am very married. Flirting on the board is a game. As long as my LIONson is ok with it, nobody has the right to say jack to me about it.
You have always been upfront with your situation and when you were involved with someone and the flirting bothered her , you let us know you were going to tone it down. You did , so did the females who were flirting (some of the guys didn’t, but we all know how men are ).
Don’t worry about it if someone else doesn’t understand, as long as you are having fun then go for it.
Chief Scott, you are not permitted to flagellate yourself! That’s what we’re here for…
Sweetie, flirting isn’t a freakin’ proposal! It’s a wonderful, light-hearted way to celebrate the the zing and fun of attraction. Flirting and jazzing and shootin’ the bull is fun! And it’s also a damned nice way to pay homage to the opposite sex (or the same one, as applies).
Hells bells, Chief, flirting is a gift and you’ve raised it to an art form. I can’t think of a more graceful, kindly, purely enjoyable passtime for all parties concerned. You love, appreciate and enjoy women. hurrah! And they reciprocate, in spades. There’s no harm at all in that, and a lot of joy for all parties.
If you go to censoring yourself, and draining the zest outta life, the ladies here (and amused onlookers) are gonna have to smack some sense back into ya.
Veb
Um, what they said.
And I want some flirting, too, dammit. You big hunka, hunka burnin’ flirt.
Chief, if flirting in here is a bad thing, I’m in biiiiiig trouble!
Falcon’s right. You stop flirting and we’ll hunt you down and kill you. Now straighten up and fly right, soldier!
Oh, and I think you’re a :wally for posting such a pathetic, whiney thread. If I ever see you post anything this stupid again, I’ll break my own rule and drag your ass to the pit and put you where you can really get your butt whipped for being such a dweeb. If this is the kind of pansy behaviour of the men we have running our military, I am truly, truly frightened.
Stop flirting, indeed!
Now get over here so I can show you how these peel-n-eat panties work.
Shayna, I’m with you…any more whining, and I’ll break my usual Pit silence with ya! God damn pansy asses in the military now…
Now get over here after you talk to Shayna and show me the proper uses of this whipped cream, sailor! 
And when you’re done with Falcon and Shayna, you’ll have ME to deal with! I never heard such nonsense. Why, the very ludicrousness and absurdity of such an unfounded, slanderous accusation is not to be believed by anyone with half a brain. You stay just the way you are, buddy, or I’ll join Falcon and Shayna in hunting you down.
Now, that said, C’mere you! Smoooch! <pulls him close for a hug, and hugs him real tight>
I don’t want to hear such outlandish,farcical,gelastic,preposterous, risable, and outlandish nonsense again from you.
And, have you ever tried cherries with the whipped cream? wink
And, why haven’t you come to say happy birthday to me yet? pout
Whiney?!
I’ll show you whiney! Get on yer back and spead yer legs, I’ll show you whining!
“Oh, more, more, more!” now that’s whining!
Jeez.
My point is that I can flirt if I want. I am beholdent to no one.
::shakes head in befuddlement::
A dashing sailor; a man o’ the sea; a funny, funky, toothsome hunk o’ masculinity in choker whites, tie-dyed Tshirts or sweaty gov’t issue togs; a razzin’, jazzin’, stylish, kindly hunk of expemplary testosterone–and you’re worried about some USDA, offically stamped, finest-kind flirting?!
I was trying to persuade Shayna to say this, but she’s too soft hearted: if you don’t straighten up, get a clue and get a grip,* may you be condemned to floating around Islamic countries where enticing women wear black sofa throws and people are beheaded for foolin’ around!*
You wimp out on us, and we’re gonna have to smack sense into your crustacean brain. Your boy knows he’s thoroughly, intensively, over the top loved, but you can’t be there every day. You’re in multitudinous company–many of whom are around in body but remote as Jupiter in reality.
Friends are blessings, joy is where you make it, and if you don’t, Dopers will have to trek out to the Ike landing en masse, wearing signs “Brithael was right!” and “Chief Scott is a weinie!”
Don’t drive us to this.
Veb
(You have nukes; we have ridicule. As your best bud would so aptly say, :wally)
Quit apologizing, Chief. To paraphrase another great sailor, ya am what ya am.
But this sensitivity crap makes me think we have a sailin’ troll on our hands. Or CPO Sharkey is drunk.
No no no…I see nothing wrong with flirting. Unfortunately, you haven’t done any with me since the dessert topping incident…
Okay, this calls for drastic measures.
As the late, great Winston Churchill so aptly put it, "rum, sodomy and the lash!
And cool it with the rum, Chief, 'cause you’re starting to worry us about the other two.
Sheesh, do I get a civilian medal of some sort for this?
Veb
STOP FLIRTING??? I can’t believe you would think flirting makes you a bad guy. Flirting is fun and entertaining and you seem to take it to a whole new level. All I want to know is when are you going to start flirting with me? Come on over here big boy and I’ll show you how soft and cuddly I really am. LOL
Quick question Chief, why won’t anyone send you smiley faces?
(Shamelessly stolen from “And Justice for All”)
“My client, the honorable [Chief Scott], should go right to FUCKING* JAIL, the son of a bitch is guilty!”
*Anyone who remembers this film–did you notice that Pacino gleeks noticeably at this point? Check the tape.
I think that there’s not a damned thing wrong with flirting. I suggest you do it in the pit–I’ve had success there. But be sure to use lots of smilies–chicks* dig that stuff.
*SDMB paragons of female beauty, for the PC among you
Ok. OK!!
Lay off before I take all of you over my nee and give you the spanking you rightly deserve!
And Veb, I have “straightened up” and I urge you to get a clue and a grip (on me) now!
And pb, check the damn thread! Right in your birthday thread it says, and I quote:
pb,
HB!
SC
Shayna/phouka/Falcon/Bmcc/Michi/Lioness/MinxsM/Sassy/et al:
If you make me come in there and take off my pants you’ll be spoiled for the rest of mankind forever.
I’ll take my chances.
Give me 15 minutes to straighten up my apartment.
Wear the uniform.
::swoon::