As a teenager I was obsessed by my piano teacher - I hated playing the piano, but carried on because she was so lovely. OK, it was because she used to wear very plunging necklines.
I even stopped practicing because the worse I was, the more she'd sit at the piano to show me how to play a piece and I could stand behind her and look down her top.
Aaaaargh. Confess your own crushes so I don't look like a breast-obssessed stalker.
(, Thu 28 Sep 2006, 10:42)
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I both fancied and hated Maid Marian from "Marian And Her Merry Men", that fantastically funny CBBC show set in the Little Town of Worksop. Took me ages to work out why, too.
Then eventually I realised, if she'd lost a bit of weight (and been younger than me, instead of 15 years older), she'd have been my sister. To a Tee. Blond dreds, perky cheeks and perpetually irate demeanour included.
Why the fuck did you have to ask this question? We KNOW we're fucked up - we were all pubescent once - and now we're reliving this shit. Bastards.
(, Sat 30 Sep 2006, 0:27, closed)
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