…I have discovered it. Prepare yourselves, you may pop boners or lose your free wills at the mere mention of something you’ve likely never thought of or heard.
A native (belgian) French speaker speaking German.
…The english equivalent for the proper reaction (a Homer gurgle) is ‘transcendent.’ I know you’re all nearly my zombie army from the unexpected sexiest thing in the world.
The way I see it, Sanguine, is that Freiheit is all hot and bothered by hearing German being spoken by someone whose native language is French, thus speaking the German with a French accent.
My vote for sexiest non-physical attribute would have to be, “humorous”, but I will accept “humorous with a French accent”.
Before I dash off to do your bidding, can you just say the following phrase in German with an outrageous French accent?
“You don’t frighten us, English pig-dog! Go and boil your bottoms, sons of a silly person. I blow my nose on you, so-called Arthur-king, you and your silly English kinnnnnnn-iggits.”
Ihr erschreckt uns mal nicht, du englische Schweinhund! Kocht eure Arsche doch ab, Söhne von einem Tor. Ich putze mir die Nase an dich, so genannter Arthur-König, du und deine alberne englische Rrrrrrrrritter!
Sure, intelligence and a great sense of humor will get you far but for me unbridled desire is irresistable. There is something so endearing about being the object of someone’s affection.
Passion. Give me a man who is passionate about something. I mean really passionate. Ya know, where his eyes light up at the mere mention of the object of his passion.
I don’t care if the passion is fishing or baking cakes or sailing, passion makes a man sexy and desirable.