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My New Dog (cont.)
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The question is, how do women tap into this great source of voluntarily available testosterone?
And I have the answer.
Can you spell l-a-p-t-o-p?
Actually, I just spelled it for you, so you're already on the right path.
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“I get technical
questions from guys who aren't creative.
The more creative guys are smarter.” |
Perhaps I'm a totally gorgeous hot babe that no breathing man can keep himself from being near.
Or maybe it's just that I have an electronic toy. I have a machine. I have something that guys recognize and understand.
I see all these women reading in Starbucks. What's a guy supposed to do with that? Guys don't see books as openings for flirtation.
"Gee, I really like the binding on your hardcover.." - "I love the way you save your place.." - "Did you read the new Dr. Phil?"
Hey babes! Guys don't do books. They don't belong to book clubs and they don't discuss how they cried when the book ended because they didn't want it to be over.
Bad move, girls.
The key is electronics.
I'll be sitting in the 'bucks typing my heart out and, invariably, a guy will walk up to me.
"Is that a computer you've got there?"
Just kidding. I haven't heard that line yet.
What I do get is "are you on the Internet?" "is the network up?" "are you wireless?" "do you need an account to use the
Internet here?"
I get technical questions. From guys who aren't creative.
The more creative guys are smarter.
They ask if they can share my plug. And so far, two very bold guys have asked to borrow my power cord since they forgot theirs.
Cool move, dudes. You may have been lying, but I lent you my power cord anyway. I always reward creative flirtation.
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