they would be SOOO lucky to find you... In BIZZARO LAND.
To compliment Ms. Fizz on her leave your humble feelings at the door thread...
Tell us the things that you don't want anyone to know... tell us the things that will make your prospective significant other run the other direction.
Unlike Fizzeh, I will open up the first can-o-worms.
While watching my favorite movies, I will talk along with my favorite lines... or say them JUST before the character does. If this bothers you, never watch Fear and Loathing, Where the Buffalo Roam, Groove, Stripes, Ghost Dog, Ghost Busters, Fight Club, The Matrix or other movies I can't remember... never watch them with me.
I collect CDs by people you've never heard of and don't WANT to hear... obnixious guitar shit, like Steve Vai and Joe Satriani. I also have a stack of Hendrix CDs and bootlegs about 3 feet high.
I play guitar... I can play ok, but I'm not that great at it. If I practiced more my playing would get better... but I don't, so when I do take it out and pluck the strings, it can sound like shit.
I love the "last channel" button on the remote... I'll blip back and forth between two stations when the commercials come on.
I am too honest. I put my foot in my mouth constantly.
I am moody. When I'm in a bad mood, most people don't want to be around me. For proof, just ask Captain_Howdy (my hetero-lifemate), his wife AmberX or my ex-gf batty.
I have a bad temper. At least that's what people tell me... I've been told in the past that my temper can be scary.
I am intimidating. Some people react negatively to the way I look.
I'm hard to get to know... when people judge you solely on looks, it's hard for them to deal with the fact that I am a loving father and wouldn't hurt a soul.... they have a hard time believing that I'm an artist and a poet.
I am a total smart ass. That pisses off a lot of people.
I'm fat. I'm about 50 pounds overweight according to height/weight charts... well, maybe not that much, because these things change with age... but I'm still a fat fuck. Even when I was in the army running every day and working out in the gym every night, I was a fatbody. Some people say I don't look that way or that I carry it well and shit like that... but when it comes right down to it, I'm a fat-ass.
I rock the boat, even if I'm in it. I've lost many a job because of it, but I just can't seem to change. I've tried...
I'm a cynic. I try to look at the world with a positive outlook, I really do. I try hard every day. however, I know that something is going to come along and fuck it all up, so it's kind of self defeating.
I cut my nails to the quick... kinda freaks out some people. Sometimes if I feel the need to cut my nails and there aren't any clippers around, I chew my nails down.
Flatulation... 'nuff said.
I have a kid. Most women are so fucking selfish that they don't want to date a man with children because they can't deal with the fact that there is someone else in the man's life that is more important than them. I know this from experience, so don't go telling me I'm wrong.
I get sick easy, and I stay sick for a long time. I am not fun to be around when I'm sick... biggest baby around, and I am a mean SOB when I don't feel good.
I don't shave often... I hate shaving, it hurts. So more than likely I go 2 to 5 days without shaving... not real attractive.
I'm getting older kidz... 32 years old. My fucking hair is falling out.
I can be anal retentive about some things... and then just not give a fuck about others... no consistency there.
I'm diagnosed depressive... could quite possibly in the future be diagnosed bi-polar. I take meds for it (prozac), so normally I'm ok... but if I go off them, look out.
I am terrible with money... I haven't been able to save any money in 3 years. I also have horrible credit.
I have low self esteem. No shit, really? Well, I DID start this thread...
To compliment Ms. Fizz on her leave your humble feelings at the door thread...
Tell us the things that you don't want anyone to know... tell us the things that will make your prospective significant other run the other direction.

Unlike Fizzeh, I will open up the first can-o-worms.
While watching my favorite movies, I will talk along with my favorite lines... or say them JUST before the character does. If this bothers you, never watch Fear and Loathing, Where the Buffalo Roam, Groove, Stripes, Ghost Dog, Ghost Busters, Fight Club, The Matrix or other movies I can't remember... never watch them with me.
I collect CDs by people you've never heard of and don't WANT to hear... obnixious guitar shit, like Steve Vai and Joe Satriani. I also have a stack of Hendrix CDs and bootlegs about 3 feet high.
I play guitar... I can play ok, but I'm not that great at it. If I practiced more my playing would get better... but I don't, so when I do take it out and pluck the strings, it can sound like shit.
I love the "last channel" button on the remote... I'll blip back and forth between two stations when the commercials come on.
I am too honest. I put my foot in my mouth constantly.
I am moody. When I'm in a bad mood, most people don't want to be around me. For proof, just ask Captain_Howdy (my hetero-lifemate), his wife AmberX or my ex-gf batty.
I have a bad temper. At least that's what people tell me... I've been told in the past that my temper can be scary.
I am intimidating. Some people react negatively to the way I look.
I'm hard to get to know... when people judge you solely on looks, it's hard for them to deal with the fact that I am a loving father and wouldn't hurt a soul.... they have a hard time believing that I'm an artist and a poet.
I am a total smart ass. That pisses off a lot of people.
I'm fat. I'm about 50 pounds overweight according to height/weight charts... well, maybe not that much, because these things change with age... but I'm still a fat fuck. Even when I was in the army running every day and working out in the gym every night, I was a fatbody. Some people say I don't look that way or that I carry it well and shit like that... but when it comes right down to it, I'm a fat-ass.
I rock the boat, even if I'm in it. I've lost many a job because of it, but I just can't seem to change. I've tried...
I'm a cynic. I try to look at the world with a positive outlook, I really do. I try hard every day. however, I know that something is going to come along and fuck it all up, so it's kind of self defeating.

I cut my nails to the quick... kinda freaks out some people. Sometimes if I feel the need to cut my nails and there aren't any clippers around, I chew my nails down.
Flatulation... 'nuff said.
I have a kid. Most women are so fucking selfish that they don't want to date a man with children because they can't deal with the fact that there is someone else in the man's life that is more important than them. I know this from experience, so don't go telling me I'm wrong.
I get sick easy, and I stay sick for a long time. I am not fun to be around when I'm sick... biggest baby around, and I am a mean SOB when I don't feel good.
I don't shave often... I hate shaving, it hurts. So more than likely I go 2 to 5 days without shaving... not real attractive.
I'm getting older kidz... 32 years old. My fucking hair is falling out.
I can be anal retentive about some things... and then just not give a fuck about others... no consistency there.
I'm diagnosed depressive... could quite possibly in the future be diagnosed bi-polar. I take meds for it (prozac), so normally I'm ok... but if I go off them, look out.
I am terrible with money... I haven't been able to save any money in 3 years. I also have horrible credit.
I have low self esteem. No shit, really? Well, I DID start this thread...