Crazy Single Girl Life – Un-Flirting

For those of you following my goings on (Hi Mom!), you may have read some comments on my previous post, and been curious.

Yes, there was an . . . . Incident.    

There’s this guy my friends and I all know, and he is cute, and he is off the market.   He’s also a flirt.   And in this tongue in cheek, campy performance, he was fake canoodling with two of my friends and myself at a bar the other night.   He was literally standing in the middle of us, and giving us each bedroom eyes in turn.  Only they weren’t bedroom eyes; they were “Bedroom Eyes” wherein those quotes represent air quotes, so, you know, he was REALLY serious.    SYKE!

And in the spirit of the over the topness, I did graze his crotch with my elbow.   Or, as they say, his penis with my weenis.  

So, yeah, I guess one could say that I was effectively flirting with him . . . but in the way that I usually reserve for flirting with gay guys, to be honest.

 I still maintain that I suck at flirting.

Author: peggyluwho

What do you want to know? I'm a California native, and right now, I live 6 miles from where I was born. I'm single. I'm a feminist.

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