I might be just the guy you're looking for?
He might be just the guy you all looking for. All manner of sensual arts are his mainstay. He is...a masculine single man... (permalink).
Hey there, ladies! {he winks, he gives you the double-barrel point like Isaac on “The Love Boat”}...thanks for reading my profile. If you happen to find me irresistible, which I get often, please feel free to get in touch.
Even though I might be the brilliant, witty, and nice, I am a dark, brooding, and manly single man.
I'm the guy you'll stay up all night with talking about stuff like your breasts, what actresses show their breasts in movies, why Brittany Murphy won’t show her breasts in movies, and how Brittany Murphy is sexier than you. We might even talk about how I was wronged by previous girlfriends. Maybe they didn’t “get” me or I was unappreciated. Or something. I see myself as a commentator on a wide range of subjects of which I have little or no practical knowledge. I will comment forcefully in the areas of science, philosophy, arts, politics, sex, religion and just about any subject under the sun including the weather. And if you contradict me, I will stick to my guns, no matter how wrong I am. If I don’t get my way, I may have a minor tantrum, maybe holding my breath until you acquiesce or maybe I’ll just drop to the ground and furiously pump my fists and legs while I wail and turn beet red. I would characterize myself as a libertine. I consider myself free from restraint, particularly from social and religious norms and morals. I enjoy love-making, but love to fuck.
And if it wasn’t apparent from my previous writings, I'm a terrible, terminal romantic, or in serious need of medication. I’ve cried at movies like “She’s Having a Baby,” “Philadelphia,” and “Happy Gilmore.” You might get a badly written poem, perhaps a haiku or an ode to a part of your body. I might even give you a pearl necklace. And though chivalry seems deceased, I'll be there to defend your honor, joust, and pillage.
I'm looking for someone who can put up with my shit.
P.S. and if you were curious about me physically, I'm 36, 6’1” 169, full head of brown hair, clean shaven, and I'm built like a marshmallow on stilts and I have all my teeth. If you have a pic to trade, you'll get no objection from me.
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