99.9% of my life, I get as much attention as a third party presidential candidate... then within the course of a week, I am Don Juan de la Nooch. Blows my mind. As always, Like, Share, Comment, Give me advice... whatever.
This has, in general, been the course of my love life. I get excited about the prospect of someone and it falling apart. I have grown accustomed to it... as Bane would say I was born in it, molded by it. I have finally come to a point in my life where I can barely be bothered. Thanks to the interwebs my wanderlust and my general lack of attraction to and for modern westernized women I tend to find girls who interest me either abroad but on the rare occasion I find one within the +1 country code.
As the lonely bastard that I am and have always been, with the occasional exception, I am very experienced in Online Dating sites. I am possibly more experienced than any other four people combined, not because I have any luck at them or anything... I have just been joining them out of boredom since the late 90's. You name it, I am probably a member. Well boredom and the hope that someone will tolerate me. With my street cred being established, I am going to talk about some things that girls do on their dating profiles that drive me fucking batshit insane. The main reason for this is because it is ok for girls to have absolute shit profiles but guys have to be Gods among men, be 100% on point and have some flawless, next level shit to get noticed, much less get any replies. I know this because I think I have a pretty decent profile on most of them and I get about as much attention as a white crayon.
Howdy y'all, So I was scrolling along on Facebook and came across an article about talking sex robots that are coming up for sale next year. I am not sure why this showed up on my wall, I assume it is either based on some of the weird shit that I like or … Continue reading Realistic Sex Robots and How They Impact You!
I would have spent the whole time there with her she was fun and funny and cuddled with me after but talked myself into feeling guilty and that I was an asshole for both requiring her services and worried about some non-existent girl in my life would think.
Thrill-seeking criminals perform a series of daredevil stunts to steal money and gems, only to give it away to the poor and less fortunate. Training for a job with the FBI, young recruit Johnny Utah suspects that only extreme athletes could pull off these heists. Utilizing his own special skills, Utah infiltrates the gang of thieves after befriending their charismatic leader, Bodhi. As Johnny experiences the rush of their lifestyle, his superiors fear that his loyalties are being tested.
St. Petersburg is the second largest city in Russia and home to women who absolutely blow my mind. I have never been to a place where the women, just going to the corner store, dress like they are going out on Saturday night. And the way these girls look dressed up… you will feel a pain in your stomach from falling in love several times a minute.
What I mean when I say living like a local is not living like a tourist or as a westerner who just can't give up McDonald's.
The reason I mention this business and it does interest me is because my nephew is one of the first employees at this establishment of bounce and as much as I love him, I think this mention will embarrass him. As the proper uncle that I am, embarrassing my nephew is one of my great joys in life.