Dude, I have a weird thing about noses, too!Originally Posted by Chris
When I was younger, I wasn't particularly picky. In other words, I was a total slut.
Now, the first thing I notice in a guy, is his nose. This may actually sound completely Psychotic, but that, as they say, is that.
One boyfriend, I swear like 70% of my attraction to him was that he had a glorious nose.
There is a long list, but perhaps the most noteworthy item is a long, graceful neck.
I dunno, just seems ultra feminine and awesome.
You're gonna love Laura Regan then. She's every axe murderer's wet dream.
I suppose it can be nice on some people, but don't you think it would be creepy if she leaned forward and peeked out her head from around a corner and looked at you? She'd be able to do that you know.
I said long and graceful, not creepy and ET-like!
hahaha wow that neck kinda creeps me out. She's pretty though.
Cool eyebrows. Some dudes get lucky having cool eyebrows without having to tweeze. I'm also a sucker for some deep dark brown eyes or hazel, emerald, or dark green, or even light blue eyes. As long as they aren't as light and creepy as Cillian Murphy's eyes. Mostly though soft, plump, kissable lips do me in. I actually found myself staring at crushes' lips a lot and every guy I've dated had amazing lips.
I'm the opposide, I totally don't pay any attention to lips really. In fact if you asked me to define a 'nice lip' I wouldn't really know how, I don't take too much notice.
I don't have specifics on lips, either. Some lips look nice with facial shapes, etc, some do not.
At the possible chance of ridicule, I will disclose that I have a thing for Gotye's lips/mouth. Don't know why, but he just does it for me.
I'm fond of a girl who has an inability to scream.
Multilingualism is a turn on for me. It gives me a mad dork boner and I can't help it.
Also I get really turned on when someone seems innocent or corruptable.... Wahhh makes me want to touch.
I know that neither of these things are physical/visual turn-ons... Ah well
That's B-Horror movie material right there.
Meanwhile, in terms of dress style, I actually really like a guy in a suit.
That guy on the left... makes me all tingly inside.
Guys in suits. Yes. You got it in one Formy!
It depends how drunk they are!!
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Um.. Bubba, what were you trying to do in that photo? What - what is your left hand attempting to do? How drunk were you?
Good choice.
I totally dig on creepy eyes as long as I know they're not deliberately staring at me creepily.
I like noticible lips. I like the noticibly Asian (preferably tanned not pale). Girls who may be described as voluptuous. I like girls who are shorter than me.
Clothes: tight pants, skirts, bikinis (just gonna say: I don't like thongs on guys)
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
My friend, I have no smurfing idea. It was my friend's Christening for their daughter on a Sunday. All I know is that I hadn't been to bed from a night out on the Saturday... good job I wasn't the Godfather.Um.. Bubba, what were you trying to do in that photo? What - what is your left hand attempting to do? How drunk were you?
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