Things I wanna do...

Trust me, sister, he’s worth it**.

Actually, with thinks being a good friend of mine, I might have to ask you for your resume or something. I mean, I’ve got to watch out for him and all! :stuck_out_tongue:

**[sub]Get 'cher minds out of the gutters, people![/sub]

Ahem. Can I hijack my own thread long to say that I STILL want to do dlgirl?

ts, forget about those other girls, come on up to Brahms Dope and I’ll show ya a thing or two…or vice versa. :smiley:

Sure you can, honey. Oh, you do? How sweet. I feel so loved being vied over like this. :slight_smile: (I wish there were more expressive smilies)

BunnyGirl, I wish I could show you my rez, but I have none. No relationships thus far. :frowning:

Yes. Very much.

Aaahhhhh…:faints:

Woohoo!

I want to go to the matinee showing of a really bad, late run movie so there is just me and one other guy in the theater. Then I’d sit down right next to him and when he asks me what I’m doing I’d say “SHHHH! Don’t talk during the movie.”

I want to pick out a puppy at the pet store and ask the clerk how much he costs…by the pound.

I want to put on dark sunglasses and walk around the mall with a clydesdale. When security asks me to leave, I’ll tell them “it’s allright, he’s my seeing-eye clydesdale”.

:thinking to herself:
“Gee, I faint and all that happens is that Superdude says, “Woohoo!” What kinda deal is that?” :confused:

I’m shocked and appalled! I would have rushed to your side, cradled you in my arms and gently stroked your flowing hair, whispering softly into your ear.

I would have whisked you to a sofa where you could recline softly, brought you a glass of wine and tended to your every need.

That Superdude, what a cad.
:smiley:

A-hem.

Well, you could do that now if you want to. I wouldn’t mind one bit. Oooh, and you called me lovely. Extra points there. :wink:

Ah, the gentle sighing of Geo-the-babe, like the sound of snow falling in the tall Aspen, my heart soars and flutters.

Dear, sweet Geo, I pine for your next utterance…

OK, think, sweetie, you really need to come up to Ann Arbor to hear me sing in the Brahms Requiem (you probably wouldn’t actually hear ME, since I’ll be up there with 100+ other people, but never mind that). That kind of stuff would probably work really well in person. OK, so I’m easy, but that is completely beside the point.

Regrettably, my Oma and one of my Aunts are coming over from Holland and I will be doing the family visit thing in Dayton.

How terribly disappointing.

Indeed.

:tapping foot:

Oh sure. Forget about me, will you? Geez…I’m beginning to think no one cares about me anymore. :tears streaming: Was I just a toy to lead about? I’m a person! I have feelings. :sob:

Okay. I’ve looped my fruit. You can go back to whatever you were going to do. Or whoever, for that matter. :smiley:

Thor’s balls!

And people said * I * flirted too much! Superdude hijacks his own threads to flirt nowdays!

<grumble><kicks dirt>[sub][sup] Flirt fest and no one invites me![/sub][/sup]<wanders off muttering>

Darlin, I couldn’t forget about you if I tried. :wink:

This, without a doubt, is one of the funniest things I have ever read.