My mother told me to stop flirting with Mr. Shelley.
I didn't realize that Mr. Shelley was flirting with me. That's news to me, news to you too my Spudguns, and I am thinking news to Mr. Shelley and Mr. Sabin.
My mom seems to think that he is. Should I worry? Is it time to have her head examined? Mom's getting up there, she is in her 60's. I think her perception is a little off.
It can't really be called flirting if it's all one sided. Which is why I call what I do Nagging. Nagging lovingly with molasses.
One of my favourite vampire movies is Son of Darkness: To Die 4 Two and has this scene where the lead female vamp is sitting in a bar when this cute dark haired teenager comes up to her and starts flirting with her, and she turns to him and says "You got a fake id or are you just Peter Pan"
She then goes home with him, they have sex and she rips his throat out, cause vampire.
Movies make it look so easy don't they? The whole flirty thing. Flirting is an art to begin with, which looses a lot of it's charm when done over the internet. I would need a man to slap me upside the head with a frypan and drag me back to his Batcave to get that he was flirting with me. Or you know ask me if he can share my Count Chocula.
