So, because my choice has yet to manifest himself I figure I better cover my bases and articulate the things that I DON'T want in such a way that makes me sound like I DO want them in the hopes of tricking the Universe into giving me the perfect man.
It'll probably work.
Listen up Universe!
- I want a man who is short enough that his eyes meet my collar bone.
- Who is skinny enough I could wrap my arms around him twice.
- Who is so young his facial hair is patchy and fuzzy.
- Who doesn't have more than a high school education and has no intention of getting more.
- Who currently doesn't have a job.
- Who spends the time he should be looking for a job playing video games.
- He lives with his parents, of course, due to the lack of job and his mom does all his laundry and ironing.
- He has an on-again/off-again relationship with the gospel.
- He has a problem with porn but tells me he doesn't.
- Will only eat at Burger King and hates fruits and vegetables.
- Wants to live and die within 10 miles of where he was born. And hates to travel.
- Doesn't know where Iraq is on a map.
- Who is either so far to the left or right that you can't discuss any issue with him.
- Loves guns.
- Hates the water.
- Never does any house work.
- Doesn't like kids.
- Asks me for sandwiches.
- etc...etc...etc...
I'll stop there. I wouldn't want anyone to accuse me of being picky.
1 comment:
well no wonder you're not married. I think you should lower your standards a little.
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