Me: How do I say that I'm not attracted to guys old enough to be my dad, or overweight, or bearded, or guys who hunt or are general rednecks who only drink beer without sounding like a total bitch?
B: Say you're looking for "refined."
Me. Oh, good idea.
J: No, you can't do that. Refined wouldn't be attracted to you. I mean, come on.
This is why I'm still single.
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Thursday, October 17, 2013
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