Kissy noises. Gross.
The silver car in front of the bus was a symphony of kissy. When will these frogs learn that you'll never be a ladies prince if you keep making random kissy noises at them on the street?
Introduce yourself. Learn my name. Ask me on a date. I'll tell you I have a boyfriend, but will admire your chivalry and refer you to my friend. Go on a date with her. Ask her what she thinks about life, politics, love. Play your cards right and then maybe you'll be able to make some real awesome kissy noises.
Submitted by Emily May
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