Things that make me cringe:
Men who serenade you when they really, really can't sing. Or play the guitar. I refer those in the know directly back to my shortlived affairette with the married bastard the Christmas before last. If anyone wants to hear some truly dreadful, out of tune wailing, please let me know and I'll provide you a link. God I'm such a horrid bitch. ANYWAY.
Things that make me feel funny in my tummy (in a good way):
Men who serenade you when they really, really...can. *gulp* The bumbly fumbly shy e-mailer from yesterday pipes up, would you like to hear a song? It's not great but I like doing it. I, because I am sweet and lovely and never ever mean (!) say, of course! Send it to me that's really sweet. But, dear reader...it WAS! Bless him, he's really rather good. I'm going for a little lie down. Haha.
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