Mommy! Make 'em stop! They’re scaring me!
No, I meant what I said. And, yes, I know what can happen with your tongue IRL. I left my comment purposely ambiguous; letting the reader draw his/her own conclusion as to what I meant. 
They are, slowly but surely, thank you. I’m looking forward to being around more as well. I’ve missed all of you.
That’s it. Sealemon wins!!!
[sub]heh heh ehhhhhh[/sub]
Dont be afraid Arden…
Just come along and share the fun…
You know (usually) no one gets hurt in this kind of action. Just stay away from the sharp corners of the desk!!
Hey Ginger, since it appears my last arrow bounced off your armor…
Lesse… (rummaging through the quiver of Canadian-related flirt lines) Hmm…
polar bears? already been done…
penguins? No, that’s the frozen south…
Mounties? Hmmm, has potential, but I’d bet it’s been done more than once.
maple leafs? I’ve not got the foggiest idea how to make that work.
tundra? Don’t want to be compare a lady to a frozen wasteland…
Doggone it, the Instructor would probably tell me right now that I’m trying too hard. 'course it’s taken so much time that I’ve lost the lady’s attention, and anyway I’d most likely not be heard over the Verrain/hardygrrl slap-and-tickle fest.
Alright, I’ll just use the tried-and-true.
Ginger, :)[sup]How YOU doin?[/sup]
Ponders Tygr
[Phil Hartman as Sinatra] Moose schlong, baby![/PHaS]
…and there you have it. As I was wracking my tired brain for a scintilla of wit, the contest is called while I’m still clearing the first turn.
All on account o’ me learning German in HS rather than French. Yeah, I should have remembered all those famous German romantics. :rolleyes:
C’est la guerre…
[laying-it-on-with-a-trowel]
And I thought it was the aurora causing that wonderful glow!
I should’ve known it was actually your fair body, from the heatwave I felt all the way down here!
[/laying-it-on-with-a-trowel]
How about we sidle off somewhere cozy and really make those northern lights dance?
Shhhhhh…There, there, my ardent Arden; come sit in the shade under the wing…Wanna see my etchings?
You keep etchings in your plane? Why, I’d love to see your etchings. …and what a magnificant plane you have.
<Looking at Arden Ranger, then myself> Well, with your looks, it’s no wonder VB didn’t even notice I said anything to him. And he never offered to show me his etchings. pout
I’ve not been ignored by the men on this board quite so completely in a long time. Guess I’m losing my touch. 
At least lurker noticed me, even if he didn’t want to flirt with me.
Oh, purp I, for one, wasn’t ignoring you. I’ve just still got some residual newbie insecurity. Anytime I want to say hello to a long-term SDMB hottie like yerself, I wind up coming off like Beaky Buzzard:
Hey, umm, ah , how - [sub](no-o, no-o. ahuh-no…don’ wanna)[/sub]
Umm, ahh, How’re YOU [sub](nahuh-no…um-no-o, no-o… can’t do it… )[/sub]
:: covers beet-red face and cowers in the corner, shifting form one foot to the other :: [sub]no-no-o… ahuh-huh-huh…no-no-o… [/sub]
Flattery will get you everywhere, my dear Tygr.
<walks up to you in the corner, takes your hand, and then decides that maybe the quiet, dim corner is a good place to be. So, I’ll just sit down with you here, and we can ‘talk’. ;)>
a) Get your minds out of the gutter, that is NOT what she meant!
b) I would flirt with you, Pbear, but I just got O/L a few minutes ago, and will be leaving again soon.
c) All posters, brush up your game, the Professor will probably be viewing this tonight or tomorrow.
Yah! That’s the way to my heart! Boozy, stone-faced Sinatra with the golden pipes… sigh…
Tygr, one phrase that I know in German that will help you pick up German girls:
Ich habe einen Dreizehnzoll-langen Stab der Liebe
(I had a German-speaking boyfriend.)
Soooo, ChiefScott… how YOU doin’?
…and my lucky stars say “You’re Welcome.”
Gracious, my dear Miss purplebear, this corner may be dim, but all the light there is seems to shine in your bright dancing eyes. I pray they don’t turn away from me too soon…
…and perhaps, one day, I’ll be able to ‘talk’ to your lovely smile…?
Heh. Well, as True Pisces will attest to, it’s really a Stab des Heilends.
As far as Wie langen? well, you’ll have to see for yourself. 
[sub]Although if you wanna assume it’s dreizehn zoll, by all means please do![/sub]
Hmm. Guess I might oughta said :)[sup]Wie gehts mit DIR?[/sup]
<blinking in surprise and blushing> Thank you so much for that unexpected compliment. And from such a handsome fella too. Oh, my. The light in my eyes is due to the pleasure of gazing at your ruggedly handsome countenance, and I am enjoying the view far too much to be in a hurry to gaze elsewhere.
<leaning closer, letting my mouth get ever so close to yours, but not quite touching> Why, whatever would you ‘say’ to my mouth, dear?
…as you can see, those features tend to redden slightly upon hearing sweet, kind words from a beautiful lady.
:: leaning forward slightly, just to be that much closer to you :: Firstly I’d thank it for the gentle words it speaks to me and the soft, lyrical voice it speaks them with. Then I’d praise it for its beauty, its perfect symmetry, its lush full curves ending in lovely dimples that appear in their fullest when the world is lighted by one of its smiles.
And I would praise it most for how daintily it sits in its owner’s alluring countenance.
Sigh
Thrown over by the Maiden of the North for a superannuated swabbie doing a cheap imitation of a cheap imitation of Frankie boy.
Arden, why certainly I carry my etchings in my plane. Actually right now they’re over here in this tent…say…how’d this champagne and two tulip glasses get here? Hmmmmm…nicely chilled too…
Hang in there, PB, you certainly haven’t lost your touch!