I Confess

As you can probably tell by now, I am a master of EROTICISM. The roughing it beard, the winsome eyes, the rock star lips, the unbuttoned Whitman-esque shirt collar. You risk being seduced by my cyber presence just by stopping by. My best line in college was "Hey, what's up, I have read almost all of Shakespeare's plays." Boy, this really got em.

To walk away.
To punch me.
To recoil more than the Bride of Frankenstein.
To change majors.

Are you a smooth operator?

When you open your mouth in the moment (or when you did) does poetry come out or just some dumb shit you wish you hadn't said? What was the coolest of cool, the smoothest of smooth you have ever been with a "line" -- in your humble opinion.
This is all so gossipy and personal I can barely stand it.

Why does the word education almost spell seduction? or visa versa?

Who is sexier Ellie May or Lilly Munster?

So many questions! I could tell you the answer (as a master of Eroticism) but it's more fun to watch you bump against your inhibitions and try to sort it all out.

Evil laugh. Hahh hahha hahh heh.