The child from nowhere
Nina and I were at the park the other day and this child comes flying out of the abyss into my lap. I was stunned. Where the hell did this kid come from? Why did it pick me of all people? (This is right after I told the Nina that I wouldn't mind having a kid some day.) So I sort of pick the the child up and stand it on the ground again, completely ignorant of what I should do with this thing, and the kid apears to be horrified when he realized I'm not his father. He starts to cry and FLEES back to whom I assum are is grandparents. Later his grandmother comes over and apologizes for the incident. I didn't mind though. I just felt bad that I instilled such a vast amount of terror in him.
I just read this thing on flirting, and apparently, I'm an expert. I don't know why or how I know these things but I do all the things on the list and avoid all the things that aren't on the list. It's very odd. The thing is, I don't think I do it with the specific intention to flirt. Instead, I think it's more subliminal.
UNKAY BYE
I just read this thing on flirting, and apparently, I'm an expert. I don't know why or how I know these things but I do all the things on the list and avoid all the things that aren't on the list. It's very odd. The thing is, I don't think I do it with the specific intention to flirt. Instead, I think it's more subliminal.
UNKAY BYE