No one understands you like I do
Burt_Huttz
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Why can't you just realize that?
And then you act like *I'm* the creepy one.
smdh
With love,
Burt
And then you act like *I'm* the creepy one.
smdh
With love,
Burt
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Burt_Huttz wrote: »Why can't you just realize that?
And then you act like *I'm* the creepy one.
smdh
With love,
Burt
If only more people understood physiology.0 -
Exactly. I will show you. You will see. You'll all see.
[maniacal laughter]
With love,
Burt0 -
Wait.. creepy is bad?
Sh*te.
With love,
Sadie0 -
Sometimes arousal feels like disgust, I don't blame you for your feelings. One day you'll understand.0
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Burt_Huttz wrote: »Sometimes arousal feels like disgust, I don't blame you for your feelings. One day you'll understand.
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Burt_Huttz wrote: »Why can't you just realize that?
And then you act like *I'm* the creepy one.
smdh
With love,
Burt
If only more people understood physiology.
You keep saying that you aren't interested, but your body is telling me differently. Bodies don't lie.0 -
sadiebrawl wrote: »Wait.. creepy is bad?
Sh*te.
With love,
Sadie
Dear Sadie,
I can tell from your question that you are new to the internet. Creepy is not bad, it's just an adjective that people use to describe not knowing why they're attracted to someone. At least, that's what I always think it means when people use it to describe me. It's hard to come to terms with our emotions.
Also, I infer from your username that you're a sadist who likes to fight. You'll probably deny it but I understand, don't even try.
Understanding things is my burden. You can't imagine what its like to know so much information inside such a tiny, limiting cranium.
With love,
Burt0 -
Burt_Huttz wrote: »Sometimes arousal feels like disgust, I don't blame you for your feelings. One day you'll understand.
This is what I keep trying to tell the Burt's I keep safely tucked away in my basement...errrr, heart...
Wait, wut?
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Burt_Huttz wrote: »Why can't you just realize that?
And then you act like *I'm* the creepy one.
smdh
With love,
Burt
If only more people understood physiology.
You keep saying that you aren't interested, but your body is telling me differently. Bodies don't lie.
Dear Otter,
That is they why use polygraph machines. The body never, ever lies.
A hit band once wrote a prophetic and meaningful song about "I can't fight this feeling anymore and yet I'm still afraid to let it flow. What started out as friendship has grown stronger I only wish I had the strength to let it show I tell myself that I can't hold out forever I said there is no reason for my fear because I feel so secure when we're together.
You give my life direction and you make everything so clear. Even as I wander I'm keeping you in sight and you're a candle in the window on a cold, dark winter's night and I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might." And then it says "And I can't fight this feeling anymore because I've forgotten what I started fighting for and It's time to bring this ship into the shore and throw away the oars, forever."
Forever, otter.
And then they said "Because I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for and if I have to crawl upon the floor and come crushing through your door,
baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore."
But they go on to say "My life has been such a whirlwind since I saw you and I've been running round in circles in my mind and it always seems that I'm following you, girl,
because you take me to the places that alone I'd never find And even as I wander
I'm keeping you in sight You're a candle in the window on a cold, dark winter's night and I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might" and then they say "and I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for It's time to bring this ship into the shore and throw away the oars, forever" and then they say again that "because I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for and if I have to crawl upon the floor come crashing through your door baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore."
But there's another band who says something else which is that "Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga, Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga, Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga, Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga, Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga. I can't stop this feeling deep inside of me. Girl, you just don't realize what you do to me. When you hold me in your arms so tight you let me know everything's all right and I'm hooked on a feeling I'm high on believing that you're in love with me"
*I* didn't write these lyrics, but they're true enough to become modern rock classics of rock and power rock ballads.
With love,
Burt0 -
QueenBishOTUniverse wrote: »Burt_Huttz wrote: »Sometimes arousal feels like disgust, I don't blame you for your feelings. One day you'll understand.
It's just how the body works.0 -
Burt_Huttz wrote: »QueenBishOTUniverse wrote: »Burt_Huttz wrote: »Sometimes arousal feels like disgust, I don't blame you for your feelings. One day you'll understand.
It's just how the body works.
Really? What part of your physiology requires that you take and send pics to random women?0 -
Please let me think, I am not sure.0
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QueenBishOTUniverse wrote: »Burt_Huttz wrote: »QueenBishOTUniverse wrote: »Burt_Huttz wrote: »Sometimes arousal feels like disgust, I don't blame you for your feelings. One day you'll understand.
It's just how the body works.
Really? What part of your physiology requires that you take and send pics to random women?
There's nothing random about the objects of my affection. I'm not some random loose stool that you just sit on and the legs fall off of it. And there's no "requirement" for charity or sharing, by the way, it's something that we do because we care. You'll never understand that Ludmilla.0 -
Burt_Huttz wrote: »QueenBishOTUniverse wrote: »Burt_Huttz wrote: »QueenBishOTUniverse wrote: »Burt_Huttz wrote: »Sometimes arousal feels like disgust, I don't blame you for your feelings. One day you'll understand.
It's just how the body works.
Really? What part of your physiology requires that you take and send pics to random women?
There's nothing random about the objects of my affection. I'm not some random loose stool that you just sit on and the legs fall off of it. And there's no "requirement" for charity or sharing, by the way, it's something that we do because we care. You'll never understand that Ludmilla.
I beg to differ.0 -
QueenBishOTUniverse wrote: »Burt_Huttz wrote: »QueenBishOTUniverse wrote: »Burt_Huttz wrote: »QueenBishOTUniverse wrote: »Burt_Huttz wrote: »Sometimes arousal feels like disgust, I don't blame you for your feelings. One day you'll understand.
It's just how the body works.
Really? What part of your physiology requires that you take and send pics to random women?
There's nothing random about the objects of my affection. I'm not some random loose stool that you just sit on and the legs fall off of it. And there's no "requirement" for charity or sharing, by the way, it's something that we do because we care. You'll never understand that Ludmilla.
I beg to differ.
The harder you fight the more you prove that this love is for real.0 -
Lies!0
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Burt_Huttz wrote: »QueenBishOTUniverse wrote: »Burt_Huttz wrote: »QueenBishOTUniverse wrote: »Burt_Huttz wrote: »QueenBishOTUniverse wrote: »Burt_Huttz wrote: »Sometimes arousal feels like disgust, I don't blame you for your feelings. One day you'll understand.
It's just how the body works.
Really? What part of your physiology requires that you take and send pics to random women?
There's nothing random about the objects of my affection. I'm not some random loose stool that you just sit on and the legs fall off of it. And there's no "requirement" for charity or sharing, by the way, it's something that we do because we care. You'll never understand that Ludmilla.
I beg to differ.
The harder you fight the more you prove that this love is for real.
Sure. If real = exists entirely in your imagination.0 -
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Dared2Evolve wrote: »Lies!
Hnggggggggg!
This love is for real.
Queensomethingsomething, whatever it is you may have thought we once had, it's over now, don't you see?
Now, @Dared2Evolve , I understand that the feelings you're feeling might seem quite foreign to you and hard to grapple with. But I assure you that this feeling is the feeling of love. As the two classic rock power ballads I cited earlier in the thread (people insist we cite our sources here) insist, fighting this feeling upon which you are hooked is ooga chocka. Pure and total ooga chocka.0 -
I'm your shelter from the storm you know I'll always have your back. I'll even let you warm your freezing hands inside my butt crack. I never get out my leaf blower when Oprah is on
and when you're telling me about your feelings I try not to yawn. And when we're at parties I don't talk about your spastic bladder. When you're cleaning the gutters on the roof I hold the ladder.
And if that isn't love, I don't know what love is!0 -
Burt_Huttz wrote: »Burt_Huttz wrote: »Why can't you just realize that?
And then you act like *I'm* the creepy one.
smdh
With love,
Burt
If only more people understood physiology.
You keep saying that you aren't interested, but your body is telling me differently. Bodies don't lie.
Dear Otter,
That is they why use polygraph machines. The body never, ever lies.
A hit band once wrote a prophetic and meaningful song about "I can't fight this feeling anymore and yet I'm still afraid to let it flow. What started out as friendship has grown stronger I only wish I had the strength to let it show I tell myself that I can't hold out forever I said there is no reason for my fear because I feel so secure when we're together.
You give my life direction and you make everything so clear. Even as I wander I'm keeping you in sight and you're a candle in the window on a cold, dark winter's night and I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might." And then it says "And I can't fight this feeling anymore because I've forgotten what I started fighting for and It's time to bring this ship into the shore and throw away the oars, forever."
Forever, otter.
And then they said "Because I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for and if I have to crawl upon the floor and come crushing through your door,
baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore."
But they go on to say "My life has been such a whirlwind since I saw you and I've been running round in circles in my mind and it always seems that I'm following you, girl,
because you take me to the places that alone I'd never find And even as I wander
I'm keeping you in sight You're a candle in the window on a cold, dark winter's night and I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might" and then they say "and I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for It's time to bring this ship into the shore and throw away the oars, forever" and then they say again that "because I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for and if I have to crawl upon the floor come crashing through your door baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore."
But there's another band who says something else which is that "Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga, Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga, Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga, Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga, Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga. I can't stop this feeling deep inside of me. Girl, you just don't realize what you do to me. When you hold me in your arms so tight you let me know everything's all right and I'm hooked on a feeling I'm high on believing that you're in love with me"
*I* didn't write these lyrics, but they're true enough to become modern rock classics of rock and power rock ballads.
With love,
Burt
This is the most romantic thing that anyone has ever said. It's truly beautiful.0 -
Burt_Huttz wrote: »Dared2Evolve wrote: »Lies!
Hnggggggggg!
This love is for real.
Queensomethingsomething, whatever it is you may have thought we once had, it's over now, don't you see?
Now, @Dared2Evolve , I understand that the feelings you're feeling might seem quite foreign to you and hard to grapple with. But I assure you that this feeling is the feeling of love. As the two classic rock power ballads I cited earlier in the thread (people insist we cite our sources here) insist, fighting this feeling upon which you are hooked is ooga chocka. Pure and total ooga chocka.
Wait! You're interested in someone else?! Suddenly I find your previously creepy behavior oddly endearing and charming.0 -
QueenBishOTUniverse wrote: »Burt_Huttz wrote: »Dared2Evolve wrote: »Lies!
Hnggggggggg!
This love is for real.
Queensomethingsomething, whatever it is you may have thought we once had, it's over now, don't you see?
Now, @Dared2Evolve , I understand that the feelings you're feeling might seem quite foreign to you and hard to grapple with. But I assure you that this feeling is the feeling of love. As the two classic rock power ballads I cited earlier in the thread (people insist we cite our sources here) insist, fighting this feeling upon which you are hooked is ooga chocka. Pure and total ooga chocka.
Wait! You're interested in someone else?! Suddenly I find your previously creepy behavior oddly endearing and charming.
No, it's too late. @Dared2Evolve and I are a thing now. You can take your sour grapes and go home.
Unless @Dared2Evolve is going to also just exist in a state of denial, in which case we should probably get together so that she gets jealous and realizes what she's missing out on. Much like the Buddha, I am here only to humbly teach.
But so about your grapes.0 -
Burt_Huttz wrote: »QueenBishOTUniverse wrote: »Burt_Huttz wrote: »Dared2Evolve wrote: »Lies!
Hnggggggggg!
This love is for real.
Queensomethingsomething, whatever it is you may have thought we once had, it's over now, don't you see?
Now, @Dared2Evolve , I understand that the feelings you're feeling might seem quite foreign to you and hard to grapple with. But I assure you that this feeling is the feeling of love. As the two classic rock power ballads I cited earlier in the thread (people insist we cite our sources here) insist, fighting this feeling upon which you are hooked is ooga chocka. Pure and total ooga chocka.
Wait! You're interested in someone else?! Suddenly I find your previously creepy behavior oddly endearing and charming.
No, it's too late. @Dared2Evolve and I are a thing now. You can take your sour grapes and go home.
Unless @Dared2Evolve is going to also just exist in a state of denial, in which case we should probably get together so that she gets jealous and realizes what she's missing out on. Much like the Buddha, I am here only to humbly teach.
But so about your grapes.
Please. My grapes are ample and far from sour.0 -
I shall harvest and sun dry them and make for you a nice spotted dick.0
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Dear Burt,
Your post both delights and confuses. I find this irresistible. Please stop that. If you dont stop, I will be forced to like you and send over my limo full of cabbages to pick you up, requiring you to wear full scuba gear. I'm not sure what I mean. Please clarify further. Do you like stickers, too?
Sincerely with Affection & affliction,
Cindy0 -
Cindy4FunFit wrote: »Dear Burt,
Your post both delights and confuses. I find this irresistible. Please stop that. If you dont stop, I will be forced to like you and send over my limo full of cabbages to pick you up, requiring you to wear full scuba gear. I'm not sure what I mean. Please clarify further. Do you like stickers, too?
Sincerely with Affection & affliction,
Cindy
Dear Cindy,
I own knives.
Queen.0 -
I'm not negging you, just point out the little errors of your way that I love so much.0
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