Everyone lies about Twitter-flirting, and everyone knows that everyone lies about Twitter-flirting.
In fact, I denied it: “I don’t do any Twitter-flirting, simply because, well, what’s the point?”
Which, we are supposed to assume, is a lie, and everyone knows it.
Then again, there’s this, from Vent #197:
Seldom if ever am I the flirtee, let alone the flirter either that, or I’m too stupid to know when someone is coming on to me.
It occurs to me, eleven years later, that I probably should have included “C. All of the above.”