Certainly.
I'll stick one in the mail tomorrow.
What is your postal address?
Surely you have a female friend, who you have every only wanted as a friend, or possibly a relative, and guy after guy you are amazed at how badly she calls it, like she's some sort of serial relationship masochist running at a levelled petard beating heart first?
Alternately you have a male friend who is scum, well, just not that good a boyfriend no matter how many opportunities he has to try and do it the correct way for once. You know that guy. A good starter with crap follow through. So much broken cutlery.
I swear during my school dayze the fools that tried to couple, it was just shrapnel and lost limbs everywhere, and tears, and then cake. the cake was nice, but why not just start with the cake and forget about dating jerkwads? O. Guys don't make passes at girls with large arses.
I love Dorothy Parker.
How much of the crew did hary run through before the talk in the women's shower block declared him a no-go area, that he had to settle for aliens with the cosmic clap, holographic cows and corpses?
This would have happened to Chuckles too. Every likely pairing by that point would have been tried and been exhausted by the time that Seven joined the crew, that the new fish, no matter how scary she might have seemed, seemed, was the only woman on the crew that hadn't said "NO" to the half of the crew that thought they were pretty.
She would have been rushed by morons.
Morons, in phalanxes declaring their love.
Talking like Borg even.
This hardly makes a girl feel special.
Just because she's the shiny new toy no one has played with, of course she'd feel inclined to put her self on the top shelf out of reach until some one responsible came along that wouldn't hastily break what she had going on.
But Chakotay, a calm fisherman, saw that the new fish was gorged, so waited till she was hungry for opportunity again before he cast his line into the water.
3 years into the friend zone.
Takes some weaselling to dig your way out of that.
