seriously. Song by The Wreckers... they came to me for the lyrics...
i've given up on the online match sites... from these "find your soulmate/love of your life/etc etc yada yada blah blah blah" sites, i tend to draw:
~*~married guys (if ya'll paid half the attention to your wife as you do trying to get me to go out with you, you might have a marriage)
~*~bi-curious girls (ladies, ladies, ladies... i wish i did, but i don't)
~*~men of mid-eastern ethnicity (um yea... not just no, but HELL FUCKING I WOULD RATHER CHEW OFF MY LEFT FOOT no) tyvm
~*~arrogant ass clowns who spend more on their hair products than I do
~*~committment phobes who like to play string-along. string this, buddy.
~*~not quite divorced guys who are still having separation issues (ugh... just come back in two years when you're over the drama... really.)
~*~ guys who want "friends" (i HAVE friends - more friends I do not need)
~*~guys who want "intimate encounters" (well hell bill, if i wanna get laid, i don't need to go online to find THAT)
~*~stalkers (aka fuckin' fruitloops)
~*~players (go play with yourself; my time/you=non-sympatico)
~*~jobless (internet courtesy of mom ~n~ dad... mmmm)
~*~homeless (how the hell do they get to the internet if they don't have a home? oh wait-it's wireless!)
hell, i could go back out on the road driving and find any of THOSE...
right now, it's looking like having a pulse AND a job will get you in my top 10. *bonus* if you have your own vehicle...
what size were those batteries???