Oh me ! Pick me !

Where do I sign up?! I needs to get myself up there and flash him my boobs during a game!

LAWL.

:love:

You basically are a ice hockey player, and you're sexy so come on over to help me with my "bug" problem! ;) ;) ;)

Roger that, I like the cut of your jib.

Damn, PoorOldPo's got some badass ancestors.

You should see my ceremonial codpiece! ;)

Also, am I out of the running, Jess or what? :shycouch:

stop

People who I don't know that try to start a conversation with mentioning the weather. There's one Red Lorry Yellow Lorry lyric I will live forever with, although I'm sure it's a bit of a misinterpretation- "I'm so sick to the skin, you wanna talk about the weather!" Yes, that's the song that plays through my mind when I meet someone who does.

Here's something for this time of year and the thoughts that run through my mind before I play polite...

"Cold, isn't it?"

NO!!!!! Let's go to Surf City, alright? I'm dancing with Mr. D right here in the 7'th Level of Hell! I'm jamming with Jimmy Buffett in Margarita-ville! Like Madonna, I'm burning up!!! Like Springsteen, I'm on fire!!! As Billy Idol said, it's Hot in the City Tonight!!!

YEAH, IT'S COLD!!! STFU!!!!!!!!! By the way, I'm seriously protected with a couple of snazzy layers of clothing including a kick ass heavy duty sweater I got for only a couple of dollars at a thrift shop, a nice hat, and Thinsulate gloves plus drink plenty of Orange Juice, so I'm feeling very swell, thank you very much!

I'm possibly more protected than most of the idiots who ask such dumb questions!

^^ Your post reminded me of a D H Lawrence poem:

I like people quite well
at a little distance.
I like to see them passing and passing
and going their own way,
especially if I see their aloneness alive in them.
Yet I don't want them to come near.
If they will only leave me alone
I can still have the illusion that there is room enough in the world.

I find it kind of amusing when someones asks me "Cold/Hot enough for ya?". I'll usually spout off some 'relative to the sun' nonsense. Not too often someone will come back with something other than a blank look and drool. The ones that do are the ones I have instant respect for. My litmus test.