Um...someone asked me to post this on his behalf:
Gee, who's putting words in my mouth? You really don't have to do that, you know. I have plenty words of my own. Some of them are long, multi-syllabic things that any linguist would be proud of, some of them are short and pithy, but the common theme running through all of them is this: they're mine.
So, Ms Desperate, let's see if I have any words for you. A crush, huh? Well, normally, I deal with addicts and victims of abuse, so unless you consider you fit into either of those two categories, you've got the wrong guy. Try an agony aunt.
Sorry I can't be more helpful, but bitter experience has told me that I suck at relationship counselling, so you're better off without me. Honest. The one time I tried it, they ended up marrying each other, and you sure as heck don't want to marry this actor guy.
Yours,
George
