I leave my socks on the floor in the bedroom, and
1586 days ago
1592 days ago
1592 days ago
Sexual Orientation: Straight
I’m an ***hole. I won’t open doors for you, in fact be careful as I will likely trip you as you go through the door for laughs and giggles. I expect you to cook for me and clean up my mess after I eat. And by the way, I’m a really messy eater. Food everywhere, on the floor, in my lap, but these are the least of your worries.
I leave my socks on the floor in the bedroom, and yes they stink. I will not do laundry, and insist that you do it. Not just insist, you must LOVE to do my laundry and look forward to it. Look forward to it like you look forward to water in the desert. Look forward to it like you look forward to seeing your family after years of separation. I think you get the picture.
Also I don’t do romance, I expect action on the first date, big time action, and I won’t sleep over (yes this will be at your place because I don’t want you to know where I live).
This site says that I should also talk about these four points so as I don’t waste my time and be successful here, so let me address each one:
1. Talk about your hobbies. – kicking puppies
2. Talk about your goals/aspirations – finding a rich woman to take care of me
3. Talk about yourself and what makes you unique – I’m not unique in the least bit
4. Your taste in music – The Cranberries, Enya, Mazzy Star, ****cat Dolls, Indigo Girls
OK girls, waiting for your emails…go
What I'm Looking For
You are a man-hating, crazy bitch with a misplaced sense of entitlement
and unrealistic expectations. In time you will become coolly hostile when I
don't fulfill every unmet need you've ever had. You feel that man should
put up with your sh*t, because you are a woman. You feel very strongly
about woman's rights and equality when it suits your purpose. A big plus is if
you just finished dating every guy in town but now want to take your time with
me. My perfect date would include getting hammered in a sleazy bar while you
try to lead on seedy old farts, followed by an attention generating screaming
match. I would be open to an unsatisfying fling that ruins my life
instantaneously but prefer a long-term, spirit crushing descent into booze and
pills. Age unimportant, but I will condescend to women under 25 and rehash
mother issues with women over 43. Serious replies only, please.