Hey,Guanolad…I’ve been told that I have a good voice for phone sex, too! 
MaryAnn
More woman than you’ll ever inflate!
Hey,Guanolad…I’ve been told that I have a good voice for phone sex, too! 
MaryAnn
More woman than you’ll ever inflate!
Until I started wearing glasses full time
( no sense in wearing contacts for the dog and a baby) I use to get compliments all the time on my light blue (paul newman’ish) eyes.
I am too cheap to get the contacts RX updated and I’ve had problems wearing them since becoming pregnant with my son. ( Many pregnant women cannot wear contacts because of the increased circulation in their system.) but I would give anything to be able to afford RK or the like surgery. I miss those compliments. 
I usually forget most things people say to me, compliments or threats, doesn’t matter, but a consistent one that I receive is regarding my sense of humor and quick wit. It Usually goes like this: " You’re the funniest girl ( never woman)I’ve ever met." To which I response, " So, how long is your pass outta the monastery, friar?"
Lots of comments occur to me. I got a “Wow! I like your name!” from a client’s secretary yesterday. But I recognize that this is the client who normally insists on doing business with my partner so he can shower her with outrageous compliments. I wonder what their staff meetings are like.
Anyway, my partner is 44 and, to me, looks a little different from when we met 20 years ago, but she has some unattenuable characteristics that make her one of those gals us men just want to talk to. One of them is her (identifiably “different”) phone voice.
She had occasion to call a landman at a client company, and I just know he thought this was a compliment, and he said to her, “You know, you could have your own 900 number.”
This one is pretty weird…
I recently had a sleep study done at the Stanford Medical Center. It was an emotionally trying experience for me, and to top it off, my 7 doctors all commented on my face. Or rather, they commented on my facial “deficiencies.” It seems my forehead is much too large in proportion to the rest of my face, and thus, it, my maxilla, chin, cheekbones and mouth are all “deficient.”
Yeah, that’s just what a self-conscious teenage girl wants to hear. That she’s deficient. Thanks, guys.
Anyway, I made the mistake of repeating it all to my friends, and after that, the forehead jokes started. Any time they could work in something about the size and “deficiency” of my forehead, they would.
Then, at a party a few weeks ago, I noticed a girl staring at my forehead. I figured that once again someone has decided I’m deficient. Then, she walked up, silently pulled away my bangs, and took a good look at it. Then she said, “You have a very large forehead.”
I turned red, muttered something about I was well aware of the size, to which she says, “In India, where I’m from, large foreheads are considered a very attractive thing. You have a very beautiful forehead, and are quite pretty.” Then she walked away.
Nice. Strange, but nice.
-Forehead Girl
“You know, you have a really big mouth.”
And no, she didn’t mean that I’m a smart ass.
Crawls in a hole and waits for the end of the world.
– Sylence
And now, for my next trick, I will talk in spooky half-references.
Hey, MaryAnnQ, lets try out our technique on each other sometime!
“Well, roll me in eggs and flour and bake me for forty minutes!”
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Jumped up Allah, girls!!
Where in the hell have you all been??
Man, Pixoid, if you’ve got anywhere near the colors of brown and green I’m thinking of, I’m gonna hafta…well, I don’t know what.
Same goes for the rest of you. Green eyes are where it’s AT.
“I’m still here, asshole!”-Angus Bethune
Lanna… What a wonderful story. You gotta find that girl and give her a big ol’ hug!
My strange compliment: I was dating a Welsh guy when I was 14. We were lying on the beach and I had my head on his chest. He was playing with my hair when he suddenly said, “I love your hair - it’s all… blacky-blond.”
It made my knees weak. We french-kissed and groped the rest of the afternoon. ::sigh::
My hair really is blacky-blond. I have black wiry hair, wispy blond hair, medium brown hair… all mixed together on my head. My husband calls me “dark blond”.
We’ll just ignore those annoying little grey ones.
Men are from Mars, women are from Venus, dogs are from Pluto. - Anonymous
It must be something about green eyes. Mine are the color of lime and I am constantly asked if they are color lenses.
People always say to me, “You are so damn funny.” to which I reply, “Funny - HA HA, or funny - weird?” They never tell me.
>^,^<
KITTEN
If ignorance is bliss, you must be orgasmic.
Hmmm…as usual, I have to be the oddball. I get complimented on my eyes a lot…but they’re bright blue. And yes, I get the contacts question. Yes, I wear them. (Would be blind aas a bat otherwise.) No, they’re not colored.
I’ve always wished I had green eyes, though.
Diane:That’s because we know that you’re “Funny - HA HA,” but we only dare hope that you’re “funny - weird.”
Livin’ on Tums, Vitamin E and Rogaine
What’s with all these blue- and green-eyed posters? Bah, I say! People always comment on green and blue eyes, because they’re uncommon. But I get compliments on my brown eyes, which aren’t as ostentatious and therefore must be far more attractive to gain attention.

(Unfortunately, the color isn’t too visible in my profile pic, because it’s obscured by the aura colors. But after the number of positive comments I’ve gotten on that pic, I’m not about to complain. =B^))
Laugh hard; it’s a long way to the bank.
Good point, Aura. I agree totally; as I said before, I’ve gotten so used to seeing brown eyes, I stopped noticing them. And then, well, I noticed them again…but they definitely do have to be something special if brown-eyers get compliments.
“I’m still here, asshole!”-Angus Bethune
Nothing quite like a fine pair of eyes, to paraphrase Mr. Darcy. 
Sex appeal – Give generously
I forgot one. A former boyfriend of mine once told me that my eyes “make me want to tell you all my secrets.” I’m not exactly sure what that means. Maybe I should become a polygraph expert.
At the time, it made me kiss him, which I guess was the desired effect.
Someone once said to me:
>^,^<
KITTEN
If ignorance is bliss, you must be orgasmic.
Diane:
Lime green? That’s really cool…I’ve never seen eyes that color.