When I get posed with questions I cannot answer without my ego showing, questions like whether I am a machine or a stud, I keep mum. Instinctively, I just wanna hitch up my belt, suck in air to swell my chest, cock my head to the side, and get my swag on. But I always catch myself in the middle of that primal biological give-away sign of a big ego- I am that self-conscious. I check it before I wreck it. The rule is not DO NOT PLAY YOUR CARD FACE UP. The game is DARE. Two can play that game.
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