Dammit Paul we've been through this.
Dammit Paul we've been through this.
Because I'm one hell of a butler.
Have you been reading Nikki's PMs again?
No, I avoid them like leprosy...
She tells me things. Terrible things...
Things that keep me awake at night, clenching my ass in stark terror.
Because I'm one hell of a butler.
Look, she may be a beautiful young woman, the love of your life and the mother of your firstborn but I could give you so much more.
Like a sore rectum?
Because I'm one hell of a butler.
I've always had a thing for you
(SPOILER) it's my penis
I can't even remember anyone I liked in high school.
HIGH SCHOOL DOESN'T MATTER.
To be brutally honest, as well, I have very little sympathy for people who have a crush on me. Oh, you have a crush on me and are afraid to tell me? OH WELL WHY WOULD I WANNA BE WITH A PUSSY WHO CAN'T TALK TO ME.
I had so many crushes in highschool
trout
remembering them now makes me feel like an old man perv because in my mind they're still 18
bloody hell I wish people would keep that trout to themselves.
The only times anyone's ever told me they had a crush on me it was completely unreciprocated and I felt like microwaved ass for weeks.
Except instead of "a lot of times" it's "always."Originally Posted by NorthernChaosGod
Yeah, this. Go with it.
I have a crush on you.
I always told people that I had a crush on them at the time that I had a crush on them. No point in doing it later. I've never known what to do when a guy or occasional girl has come up to me and told me after the fact. It's like, wow, that's really sweet...but I...don't really...know what to do with that now....
I had a major crush on a girl in school for two years when I was 14-15. I never had the courage to tell her though as she was part of the more popular crowd. My friend knew that I liked her and asked her (while I was there) if she fancied me. I still remember her extremely sarcastic response... "Yeah, cos he's like... really sexy..." It was not a nice feeling
She's married now with two kids and I occasionally wonder what she'd think today. I don't dwell on it though, life is too short.
It's all very well people saying "if you had a crush then you should have just told me"... but for others, the thought of putting yourself out there and risking rejection is terrifying. Shyness can be absolutely crippling.
Yeah, and it didn't help that if you were not part of any of the popular cliques, you are consider a nobody during school.
Apparently, I have been declared banished.
I was an emotional parasite so desperate for attention that I would have slutted around with anyone who claimed to have a crush on me... even a guy. The feeling of flattery would be overwhelming since for years I never thought much of myself.
Meanwhile, I crushed left and right. I tried to build relationships with some of my crushes though so... there's that.
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.
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