Hello!
i know i dont exactly have a very fantastic array of past cooking experience.
me? cooking? PFFT you say.
boys love a girl that cooks..or bakes.
I like dessert so im going to go with.. bakes.
on the most part, the male parts i date dont really enjoy sweet things.. but c'mon now sailor,
here in my very burnt and callused hands, i hold a pretty tray of very awesomely awesome baked goods all decorated with slighty mishaped hearts and such.
Hey...obviously.. i kinda like you.. So i baked you cookies...or brownies..whatever you think is in there.
Ask me out.. to my face. like a gentleman.
soon..
Now i have not actually used this tactic.. to seduce me a boy.. (the furthest ive gone is make a nutella sandwich and kinda cut out his initials in them? it was fail btw. 5 minute job. i kid you not.
he pretended to be (bless) but alas i am sure he was not impressed.)
but i have a strange feeling in the pit of my belly..that it just might,
I mean.. i figure boys.. just like women have this. primal need to be with someone that cooks...in our very awkward and nonsensical minds, we ridiculously feel like if you cook, you can take care of us.
(we are soooo weird innit?)
DONT LIE YOU FEEL THIS WAY TOO.
i mean, seriously. you dont really see anything spectacular about this boy that tells you he likes you. alot. you feel bad enough. really, the poor dude.
lo and behold samson.
he's brought you cookies. with light pink frosting
and little hearts.
he is now Braveheart.
no biggie.
there's nothing wrong with this boy now. unless he's a jerk..
then there's everything wrong with this boy..
Chocolate chip cookies though...
baby jesus almighty lord.
he wont know what hit him.

All of this of course of course, is provided you are not dating a little master-chef minx, like of course, i am. Obviously i'd make him cookies and milk rice puddings and cupcakes and other delicious treats. I just cant.. he'd laugh.. and make faces and throw my dessert-fail dessert on the floor. and run out the room laughing and pointing.
no..im kidding.
he will laugh though.
for the lucky ones. salutations!
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