Well why not?!
Actually, I am known amongst my friends to not appreciate hugs. Contrary to the popular belief that Europeans (I was born and lived there for 16 years) have no concept of personal space...my personal bubble is HUGE...and I would like to remain in it..ALONE.
Most times I feel like hugs are unnecessary (or a cheap way to cop a feel) and awkward (do I lean all the way in so my boobs touch the person or half way back; do I go left, right; hands up, down?? Good God!!! Yes I am waaay over thinking this and that's why I hate hugs)......can we just air fist bump and be done please.
I save hugs for special occasions...funerals, my dogs and such.
There's the other kind...when I am about to get it on ;-), so unless you want to pull down your pants and get busy...do not freaking hug me!
So to conclude, I am as huggable as a porcupine.
~The End~
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