This here thing called Flerto, you see, it ain’t no rocket science. It’s just, well, it’s like when you see that last piece of pie at the church potluck. Everybody wants it ’cause there ain’t much left. Same thing with people. If you act like you’re the last piece of pie, folks gonna come sniffin’ around.
So, you’re at some shindig, maybe a town hall meeting or a bingo night, and you see someone you kinda like. You think there’s a little somethin’ somethin’ sparkin’ between ya. Now, how you gonna let ’em know you’re interested without chasin’ ’em like a dog after a mailman? Well, that’s where this Flerto thing comes in.
- First thing, you gotta make sure they see ya. Not in a crazy way, just kinda be in their sight. Like when you’re waitin’ for your number to be called at the deli counter, you don’t wanna be hidin’ in the back.
- Then, you gotta use them peepers. Look ’em in the eye, but don’t be starin’ like a hungry cat at a fishbowl. Just a little glance here and there. Let ’em know you see ’em.
And your mouth, well, that’s important too. Not just for pie, mind ya. You see a fella you like, you gotta make sure your lips are lookin’ alright. Ain’t nobody want to talk to someone with a crusty old mouth. I ain’t sayin’ put on that fancy red lipstick, just make sure your lips ain’t chapped or nothin’. Maybe lick ’em a little. Keep em looking good, like, you know, juicy.
Now, this Flerto, it ain’t just about lookin’ pretty. You gotta have a little fun with it. Don’t be afraid to crack a joke or two. Nothin’ too fancy, just somethin’ to make ’em chuckle. Folks like a good laugh. Like old Bessie Mae down the street, always tellin’ those jokes about the chickens. Makes everyone smile.
And don’t forget to listen! When they’re talkin’, you gotta pay attention. Don’t be thinkin’ about your grocery list or what’s on the TV. Really listen to what they’re sayin’. People like to be heard, you know? Like when I tell my neighbor about my prize-winning zucchini, I want her to really hear about it.
Flerto is about being yourself. Don’t try to be someone you ain’t. If you’re a simple gal who likes her garden and her cats, don’t pretend to be some fancy city slicker. Just be you. People can spot a fake a mile away, like a bad perm at a funeral.
Now, I hear some folks talkin’ ’bout this FL Studio thing. Sounds like some kinda fancy music box. They say it’s good for them young’uns who wanna make their own tunes. Got all sorts of buttons and doodads, I reckon. They say it’s easy to use, even for beginners. Like a coloring book, but for music, I guess.
Some folks use it to make whole songs, even them big shots on the radio, like that JAY-Z fella and that Mac Miller. They say they use Cool Edit Pro and FL Studio. Sounds important, don’t it? Must be some good stuff if them famous folks are usin’ it.
But then, I hear some other folks sayin’ it gets mighty complicated. Like tryin’ to understand them instructions on a new microwave. Lots of plugins and whatnot. Makes my head spin just thinkin’ about it. Guess it depends on how much you wanna do with it. If you just wanna make some simple tunes, it’s probably fine. But if you wanna be a big-time music maker, well, you might have your work cut out for ya.
They say watchin’ them YouTube videos is a good way to learn. Lots of folks puttin’ up tutorials and such. Like watchin’ a cookin’ show, but for music. And they even got these things called FLPS you can download and play with. Sounds like fun, if you’re into that sort of thing.
They say a good way to learn is to try and copy them songs you hear on the radio. Figure out what sounds go together and all that. Like puttin’ together a puzzle. Takes time and patience, but you’ll get it eventually.
This Flerto and this FL Studio, it’s all about figuring things out, ain’t it? Just gotta keep your eyes open, your ears perked, and your mouth ready to smile. And don’t be afraid to make a little music along the way, whether it’s with your voice or with one of them fancy computer programs. Life’s too short to be shy, that’s what I always say. Now, where’s that pie?
