flirting [Theme] Page 3

Look what they did to Charlie Chaplin. And now with the Novel doing. I loved him, love and will always love, it was not abuse and was flirting.

Flirting just makes a mockery of the senses. Like two birds in the cells recognized each other in love, knowing that I will never be able to fly because the wings have long been clipped, and fed like.

- How this son of a bitch always manages to get you into bed?
- He just wants them terribly!
- And I have nothing there. You too? Travel the road...
- Of course. And don't tell. Don't have such a bad habit to sleep on the same pillow twice.

For ladies, the flirting was in itself high art. I he was never able to learn, being blunt by nature. I too clearly saw the shortcomings of those whom I knew, were too rational to pretend and portray what actually was not. If you consider it a sin - that I was a sinner. Well I did not know how to feign interest or affection, if not felt anything like it.

I caught lots of different fish I know the cool places.
Where the sea of girls ' smiles, to catch something from the Bush.
But only you fish of my dreams!

I caught a lot, I caught often, too, the piranha I caught.
And once with a huge mouth was caught by a crocodile.
But only you fish of my dreams!

I do not drink, comrade Novoseltsev.
- Correctly. I also don't drink.
- Then why have you brought it?
- To drink. But that was my mistake.
And not the only one.

- I commend your ingenuity.
- What? I didn't invent anything...
- Do not be shy. How? To go after me to get a job - isn't that a brilliant idea?

You dropped my glasses - this time, you bruised me - that's two. All patience is exhausted, take a risk.

- What a kind, sensitive, sincere person...
- Stop it, finally, to make fun of me.
- Tell me, please! What swell!

The shared Suite...
But, I'm from a strict Catholic family. So it is a two bedroom Suite for the blind.
I don't like it when religion comes between us.
And religion, and closed the door.

- Open up prekrasnaja! - yelled, it seemed, on the whole castle Ramus.
- Came the admirer your beloved! - yelled in the same tone Trim. - We are now in love confession to make!
- Go on, you filthy drunk! - immediately came the reply from the other side.
- What did she say? - thoughtfully asked my brother Trim.
- Flirt yourself, with the height of his experience gravely spoke the Ramus. - Flirts with us, you know.

What? Katie first time a boy flirted, and I missed it?
Don't worry, I put her in an awkward position.
- Always gets you the most fun.

- I'm lost in this big Paris! Poor lonely Italian...
But now a lot of people around you.
- And the evening?.. If you knew what a long night...
- Not to mention the nights.
- Oh, Yes, nights too!..
And for Breakfast you'll be all alone!
- How did you know?