The extroverted mathematician looks at YOUR shoes when he's speaking to you.
One is against the law, the other is a sick bird.
In Louisiana, next to the plaque with the animal's name, they've got a good recipe.
A brunette is on a busy street across from a department store she needs to visit, and is looking for an intersection to cross over when she spots a blonde walking out of the store. The brunette waves and calls out over the traffic noise, "hey there! How do I get to the other side?" The blonde looks confused and calls back, "you ARE on the other side!"
Looks over left shoulder* *Looks over right shoulder*
So they can speak more fluently
He was a little hoarse.
They wouldn't have a sole.
Shoepremacy.
The extrovert looks at the other person's shoes.
He's the one staring at YOUR feet when he talks
He looks at your shoes while he's talking to you instead of his own.
