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I don't worry too much.....I have an irresistable charm and appeal.....or so I keep telling myself.

I mean, DM is obviously doing the same thing, but it's working cos Der-d hasn't figured him out yet

What? don't you find honesty an attractive trait in a man?

Re: --------> FFFFFFFFFFlllluuuffffyyyyyyyyyy --->*pop*

Originally posted by Curdis
Get ya fluffy bunnies and flowers and stuff here very cheap may help win over that vul'nrable damsel.. You sir can I interest you in a fluffy bunnie? Only one previous owner, does a nice little song.. Or perhaps you'd prefer to empty your wallet out for one of these xquisot bunches of... ah.. roses yep that's what they are, roses yep. Visa card, no problem *cachching*..

Get out! This is the anti-valentine thread!!! None of that fluffiness here, thankyou!

Ummm... don't suppose you buy bunnies as well, do you? I have one here that's only slightly singed...

Originally posted by Bloodstalker
What? don't you find honesty an attractive trait in a man?

Honesty is good, but mitigated by negative traits such as insensitivity

I was being very sensitive to my needs as a man.

Originally posted by Georgi
@Wavy Take that smooching away someplace else! I suggest the bottom of a very high cliff

*blush* Is it just me, or is that some suggestive symbolism?

Originally posted by Georgi
Get out! This is the anti-valentine thread!!! None of that fluffiness here, thankyou!

Ummm... don't suppose you buy bunnies as well, do you? I have one here that's only slightly singed...

No Refunds! (Hi Wuffels)

If ya don't get love with the bunnies it's not my problem. Want to buy some flowers for the bunnie to eat? - Curdis !

@BS you know, you're not making yourself sound any better...

@Waverly Suggestive perhaps, but not in the way you'd like to imagine

@Curdis no thanks, the bunny can look after itself And it's not a refund, I didn't pay for the bunny in the first place!

AH Valentine's Day the only worse day I could think of would be Christmas, New Years or any of those happy go mushy together type things. These days are just calculated to drive certain people to suicide while staring at those starcrossed lovers kissing not a few meters from where you are standing. For every lonely heart, Valentine's Day is just one of those hellish sorta days, just reminds you that there are certain people happier then you are.

*He stares deep into the night and sighs, sips a whiskey on the rocks. It had been the second one he had that night.*

You people with relationships make me sick, do you know what I would go through to get but a minute of what you have or had. It is easier to have love then to never have loved at all. There is a emptiness inside, a dark abyss, you can never escape it, and staring at other people only makes it worse. Just a moment, a glancing wrench at the heart beating palipatingly inside, then would my soul be content, to experience love once would be to experience hope, even if love flees from me forever, then would I feel right.

*Takes a deep gulp of the shot, relishing the taste of it as it burns down the throat, maybe this one will make him forget.*

Philosophical note, yes people judge based on appearances, the better looks one has the better a chance of having relationships. No matter what people say it is always the appearance that matters, it is always what they say defines who you are and what you are. Appearances first then what's inside(maybe).

Love what a miserable illusion it is, something calculated to just make one despair, lose hope or worse have hope when there is none. Love that prize we seek, that fleeting shadow that we never find. It's image most pleasing, most easy to behold, to lovely to describe, then like a mirage in the desert it is gone.

*He staggers home drunk, slams the door angrily, and collapses on the floor unconscious, leaving hateful Valentine's Day for the lovers cavorting most pleasing, for hearts of passionable excess, and for mirages never touched but always wanted.*

@AN good speech, but wait... it could use some backing music

*plays blues on the piano that has conveniently materialized*

Ok, carry on

takes his Les Paul out of it's case and joins in with Georgi's piano.

Only bitter, single, perhaps vengeful, people allowed here. Here you drown your sorrows in a nice cold beer, or play the blues the night away, and indulge in terrible introspection perhaps to find comfort in the tales of other true tears and sorrows close to a broken heart.

Sure Georgi. I’ll just seek out the forbidden cliff, hidden within the valley of desire. Once on the precipice, I’ll linger for as long as the moment will let me before plunging in and falling to my small death.

Originally posted by der Moench
Georgi, surely you are not a bitter single person?

How do you figure that?

*jams along with BS*

@Waverly If the cliff is too suggestive for one so obviously frustrated, why don't you try playing on the freeway?

Cause ain't nothong free georgi, you always at least end up bying dinner.

continues playing the blues, staring out from behind his sunglasses with his cigarrete dangling from his lips.

Originally posted by Georgi
@Waverly If the cliff is too suggestive for one so obviously frustrated, why don't you try playing on the freeway? [/b]

The one that runs through the tunnel?

Originally posted by Bloodstalker
Cause ain't nothong free georgi, you always at least end up bying dinner.

I don't

@DM ok then

@Waverly nope, definitely not that one

I don't

but somebody does.