No. I'm right there with you. I couldn't dare muster up the word "love" though. I told him how I felt (minus the wub) in an attempt to get him to slam me so I could move on. He didn't. And I'm still just as crazy.
This is by far the craziest thing I've ever done (again, if you knew him... you would understand).
Slam you how? Take it to PM, if necessary. . .
Who wants to try a bottle of merc's "Extroversion Olive Oil?"
Me and BMS where able to convince this chick that we where part of a group of people who go a around killing hobos to keep the population down and that it was a perfectly fine thing to do. What an awesome night.
Ohh... slam as in reject me. LOL I didn't think about it like that. GEEZ. I was hoping that he would just reject me, it would hurt, and I wouldn't care anymore. It didn't solve anything, and I'm still just as crazy.
This happened at school -- I responded to someone who was half-teasing me by telling her, with my usual straight face and calm demeanor, that we should get together for a blow-job sometime. She liked that, of course (as I had suspected she would) -- once she got over the initial shock and broke the stunned silence with her laughter, as she never would have expected such a thing from me. It was an unexpected, refreshing incident for both parties. And no, I wasn't serious -- but then, I probably would have played along with it if she had decided to take me up on my offer!
I was promoted to local celebrity status rather quickly -- such news travel fast. And no, she never teased me again, jokingly or otherwise, from that point onwards. :)