Wednesday, October 22, 2008

The Tone

The Tone will some day cause me a lot of trouble, I can already tell. I don't know if it is a tactic, a conscious effort, a strategic choice. But it renders me speechless. Even trying to describe it now...I have no words except the cliche ones: my insides melt or I blush. God, The Tone. The slight deepening of the voice, the sincerity that slips in from his usual kind of teasing lilt, the accompanying look. It doesn't matter what he says to me. And he probably doesn't think I heard what he said, because I've drifted off into a daydreamland.

I wrote the above weeks ago. And have been hemming and hawing about whether to post it ever since. I mean do I want men to know that The Tone basically renders me pantless? That seems like an unfair advantage. But apparently, I can't help myself.

What renders you pantless?

4 comments:

  1. I remember those feelings - The Tone usually only worked when there was an attraction as a foundation. Difficult to identify the specific reason for the attraction. Perhaps the unique nose...

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  2. I am a sucker for a quirky nose - Adrien Brody - YUM.

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  3. Ah yes, The Tone...

    All the water in the world wouldn't be able to cool me down when The Tone is applied to:

    "You look amazing in the candle light"

    or

    "I look into the heavens and wonder how lucky I am to have meet you"

    or

    "We're out of Soy Milk"

    or

    "Grandma's Chicken Salad..."

    LOL!

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  4. Sadly that's true!

    "stay tonight"

    or

    "I'll have some water"

    or

    "Ride the Ferris Wheel" work as well.

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