Hurricane Katrina
witch:
Quote from: Judecat on 2005 September 20, 02:04:01
When I first met him, after an hour I finally had to ask him what color are my eyes to get him to look above eye level
I used to sometimes say, 'they won't talk back to you, you know'...
Judecat:
Or when they ask what's your name I tell them -- the right one is Jude and the left on is ith.
J. M. Pescado:
Quote from: witch on 2005 September 20, 05:37:46
Quote from: Judecat on 2005 September 20, 02:04:01
When I first met him, after an hour I finally had to ask him what color are my eyes to get him to look above eye level
I used to sometimes say, 'they won't talk back to you, you know'...
I dunno, I would think this would be a tactical advantage. An enemy that isn't watching your eyes will not be able to notice when you are about to strike. Always watch the eyes, the eyes tell you when they will strike. It's important to catch that subtle tightening that occurs just before the attack.
Of course, then they complain that I'm boring into their skull like that, because obviously they know I'm watching them. Oh, yes. Their feeble tricks will not work on me.
Danni:
What are you doing JM with men looking down at you in that way?
witch:
Quote from: J. M. Pescado on 2005 September 20, 07:51:49
Of course, then they complain that I'm boring into their skull like that, because obviously they know I'm watching them. Oh, yes. Their feeble tricks will not work on me.
8) ;D
It is disconcerting to say the least, when men talk to your breasts. I always have the slightly edgy feeling I've spilled sauce down my front or something. I keep glancing down, to see what has them so mesmerised.
The thing that just kills me now, is that men talking to my breasts don't know I have prostheses. I have an almost hysterical desire to slip them out, hand them to the man and say, 'here, have a play if you like'. I think I would die laughing. Can't you just picture it?
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