What he said: You’re so beautiful.
What I thought: You’d score a lot more points by complimenting my brain.
What he said: You look sexy when you smoke.
What I thought: Who am I, Betty Davis in an old movie?
What he said: I split up with my wife of seventeen years two months ago.
What I thought: Funny. How come I’ve been seeing you in here for the past three years?
What he said: I think we’re both attracted to each other. We should go out some time.
What I thought: You’re 6’8; you’d probably smother me in bed.
What he said: No, really. You’re so sexy when you smoke.
What I thought: Like I’m gonna fall for that line from a nonsmoker?
What he said: I’m so glad we met.
What I thought: We’ve met before. You just don’t remember (and by the way, who gave you permission to touch me?).
What he said: Why don’t you give me your phone number.
What I thought: Guess I’ll be screening my calls tomorrow.
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As a non-smoker, never smoked even one, I cannot recall ever thinking anyone looked sexy smoking. Mostly, I thought they looked stupid. Some of my best friends smoke, but they also know what I think of smoking. That they can be friends says a lot for both of us in the toleration area.
OMG, Charity...that's soooo funny! You're a courageous girl! The trouble with giving out a phony number is that I tend to run into people more than once. Eeek. I'd hate to have to explain. And, to tell you the truth, I only give out my phone number when I really expect to make a "connection." The trouble is, I always change my mind the next day. I'm such a chicken-sh*t
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