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Ah! Humour

Recently I've gone out quite abit and meet new people, mostly guys and come to the conclusion that humour is a really attractive trait.

Out of all the guys I've met lately the ones that stand out are the ones that had a wicked sense of humour! The ice was broken very fast, and the evening continued without any akward gaps of silence, polite conversation, so what do you do? (I truly hate that question!) time flew and before I knew it, it was 4am in the morning and at the end of the evening I felt like I'd known them forever.

To confirm that it wasn't just by chance I had the pleasure of meeting the same guys again and the same thing happened. I couldnt' stop laughing, and you all know when you get me started it's like a river that has burst it's banks, I can go on and on like a duracell battery..and time flew and before I knew it, it was 4am in the morning.

It's not enough that you have the right ambiance, the right music, good food, drinks flowing..for me, a man with a sense of humour is my weakness!

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