Me: twice married, once loved, thrice taken by wild ponies; pro-Tibet, anti-Basque, undecided on Quebec; more rummoli than Texas Hold’em, more thousand island than vinaigrette, more Australia’s Biggest Loser than the Hills; can’t stand liars, fence-sitters, and overly aggressive magazine page-turning; employed renter with blue eyes, both legs and killer lats; turn-ons include lying down, sitting up and lycra.
You: 40+ agnostic virgin, social smoker, avid collector of special memories; over 5 feet tall, C or D cup, all original teeth; more light saber than nordic poles, more Pil than Malbec, more Jo than Blair; no unicorn bullshit, no scrapbooking, no Leafs jerseys; must like quiet nights at home but not afraid to have mind blown by this new experience; big smile, bigger heart, even bigger love of just livin it oh yeah; no head games.
May 14th, 2008 at 3:47 pm
I fit all those criteria except the 40+. You’re breaking my heart you ageist fool.
May 14th, 2008 at 9:04 pm
If I don’t get any other inquiries Josh, I’ll consider flexing on that criterion. Wink.
May 15th, 2008 at 12:58 am
Ahh, now I feel bad. I’ve been telling people that you were kind of a McNazi.