On Being A Giant Bearpuppy

There are some things I need more of in my life…  Physical affection is one.  Girls, I’m a physically playful and affectionate guy; I love to play, cuddle and all that.  Throw things at me.  Punch me.  Jump on my back.  I love that sort of junk, and I’ll totally play back.  The only thing is, as of late, I’ve been uncertain of myself in discerning whether or not girls are receptive to or even comfortable with that sort of thing.  As a result, I wait for girls to engage me.  The only problem is there are still those girls who feel like the guy should be the one to engage and I’m totally unsure of which I should do, so I end up doing nothing and thus, in terms of affection, I am unfulfilled.  I’m really big on showing my affection for my friends (understandably the girls more than the guys) by being close, so get close to me.  Poke me.  Fight with me. If you really want my attention, stroke my hair (god, I love that), and, if you like being picked up or carried, I’m totally good at that.  I’m like a cross between a bear and a giant puppy.  Engage me, show me you dig it and we’ll be best pals. Playful girls are the greatest.