11/03/11 Update: I am now in a relationship. I know that some might have some trouble believing that, but I ure you that it is true.
07/08/11 Update: I arrived at the realization this evening that I actually like who I am. Am I perfect? NO! Is anybody? NO! Do I have a lot of things in my life that need work? YES! Do any of those things truly affect the person(the mental and m psyche) that lives in this body? NO! While I'm not content with the physical body that houses me, I do believe that I am a great person. And my belief is founded in my reflection of how I treat others. It's unfortunate that most women don't see how great I am. It's unfortunate for them, not for me.
06/09/11 Update: I don't want to date anyone more than 2 minutes younger than me or more than 2 seconds older than me. Of all of the people in the world, there has to be at least a few that fall into those restrictions. I also have a strict rule that any woman I date has to weigh less than half of whatever I weigh. Right now that's less than 135#. Just FYI.
05/19/11 Update: It appears that having no drive or goals in life is not acceptable. My acceptance of merely existing is wrong in the eyes of the world.
04/05/10 Update:
Apparently my knack for attention to detail creeps some women out. Who'da thunk.
Fat guy looking for a skinny girl who'll let me lay on top of her and do the nasty from time to time.
I'm a troll. I live in a cave and avoid the sunlight. I eat babies and women run in fear at the sight of me.
I'm looking for a girl who knows her place and accepts that if she gets out of line she's gonna get slapped back into place.
I lie and cheat and won't respect you. I expect things to be done my way and the sooner you go along with that the better we'll get along.
I only date strippers.
I don't use this site to meet women. I'm only here to speak my mind.
I have no redeeming qualities, quit trying to find them as they are not there.
I am the last of my line and have no intentions of procreating with you or anybody else. My genes, both normal and defective, die with me.
Profession: I have a job that I tolerate.