First in my mind was potato. Hell, I love potatoes. I love the way they look, i love their texture, i love the way they roll when you push them gently and I love the fact that they are good listeners.
You can talk for hours to a potato and get a deep, deep burden off your chest.
I submit that potatoes are the uber tuber and the future belongs to them.
Sometimes, when a man becomes infatuated with a woman, he might think he has deeper feelings for her.
He might find this woman intelligent, good company, easy to talk to and to be with and so his mind might say that there is a connection and it is love that he is feeling when in fact it might be just infatuation – an attraction.
And so he utters the phrase “I love you” Sometimes he says that without even thinking of the consequences.
And in some cases when a man says that phrase he might as well just climb on a cross and nail himself because from then on anything he does will be benchmarked against that phrase.
I’m not standing up for anyone. Most people are snakes and no matter from which end you grab them their head will always turn round and bite back.
Of course, if a man says "I love you" after only a couple of dates that should start the alarm bells ringing in a woman's mind.
That is one possible theory. I’m sure you people can shoot it down in flames in no time at all.
Alas, I have not much luck with roasting chickens.
Last time I tried, I grabbed a chicken, removed it's feathers, placed it in a dish with potatoes and shoved it in the oven.
After 30 minutes I opened the oven door and slid the dish out. The chicken sat up and eyed me beadily and said "Mister, either turn the gas on or just give me back my feathers"
I do share my bath...after I finish I bottle it up and wait for someone to visit. Then I hold up the bottles and tell them "I saved this for you, I washed in it, it's for you.....don't run off yet...."
At work I lie either to cover myself, someone else, or to pacify and reassure a client. If not lying I'm not saying the whole truth (which is different in a way).
I don't lie unless I'm sure I'll get away with it and I never lie about something that people might find out the truth from somewhere else.
A lie is truth unless proven otherwise. Depends how deep one is prepared to dig.
When I'm down I don't want to hear anything except the thumping of my heart and the blood clanging in my ears. I need total silence to concentrate and recharge myself.
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RE: Psychology
First in my mind was potato. Hell, I love potatoes. I love the way they look, i love their texture, i love the way they roll when you push them gently and I love the fact that they are good listeners.You can talk for hours to a potato and get a deep, deep burden off your chest.
I submit that potatoes are the uber tuber and the future belongs to them.