A Little About Me...
Let me start by saying I am being forced against my will to participate in this post apocalyptic mating call called online dating. But my captor, Leslie, says I owe her about a 1,000 favors and apparently me dating is somehow her business she imagines.
So be it. Where to begin? She says I should say something about myself. I already know about myself so that seems pointless. You should tell me about you, like what can you cook, and how many points was the largest buck you’ve killed? How many bacon wrapped shrimp can you eat in one sitting? Mmmmm, bacon wrapped shrimp. Almost as good as a side of beef, rare, with a dozen eggs and a tall glass of 16 year old Lagavulin scotch to wash it down.