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!
**[sub]Get 'cher minds out of the gutters, people![/sub]
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”.
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.
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.
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.
Okay. I’ve looped my fruit. You can go back to whatever you were going to do. Or whoever, for that matter.