Thursday, May 13, 2010

I love you more, more or less




Oh you beautiful beastly man, you very unbelieveably gorgeous specimen of a man. I don't know how you do it, how you know exactly what to do to just make me absolutely crazy for you. You just go out and pick up those specific skills that will make me wild over you, and you do them. You do the hell out of this sexy stuff and it makes you even more impossible to resist.



Impossible to resist, I say.



Maybe I shouldn't share your hotness with the internets because they might be tempted to try to steal you away from me, and I couldn't live without having you near. But then again, I don't think it would be right to keep this kind of talent underwraps. It's not fair to the world to keep you a secret.



Like how you can take a laser pointer, scan the room, and then tell me with a half-inch's accuracy, exactly where you're going to land the pointer. You're a freaking MARKSMAN-SNIPER. Amazing. And it makes me love you more.



Like how you can get us purposefully lost in an unknown city and then miraculously get us headed in the right direction again, no map or directions or asking for help. Like there is a TREASURE MAP IN YOUR BRAIN. This is something that absolutely makes me love you more.



Like how we have that golf-ball-in-a-glass-globe-filled-with-water thing, and you can get the golf ball on the tee in, like, 30 seconds or less, using your stellar ninja skills. It is HOTT. And without a question, makes me love you more.



Like how you are, without a doubt, the best tetris player I've ever had the pleasure to meet. And I've met a lot of tetris players (no really?). Tetris skills, dude. Makes me love you more.



Like how you have Bean's DVR'ed Sesame Street episode order memorized, and you can tell me which one I want, by referring to its placement in the queue (go eight down, no not nine - eight down). This makes me love you so much more.



Like how you are up $17,100 on that imaginary poker game on your cell phone. I mean, it's almost like it's REAL MONEY and you're such a poker animal with your bluffing and your checking and your betting. And then with the winning? Totally makes me love you more.



I think I need to stop cataloging your vast repertoire of skills, because I know that I have the ladies just salivating over all this manly goodness. In the end, it's just you. All you--- and you make me love you more.





4 comments:

wandering nana said...

Sweet. Hey, I have to cancel on the shopping trip. I have to head to Texas. (I'll call w/details).

emily said...

he is pretty great! you're pretty lucky ... but he's luckier ... he got you!

Bethsix said...

LOVE THE CHIPPER!

Sibley Saga .... said...

We all LOVE a good super hero!