So here's the biggest lie you'll ever hear. "I just want
a nice guy," or "I just want a guy who makes me laugh." LIAR! LIAR!
LIAR!
Okay fine, maybe that is what you want. But that isn't "just"
what you want. You want the whole package. You want the look, and
the attitude, and the smell. Whatever the hell that is. Some girl
fed me this nice guy line, so I thought, "Fine I'll be a nice
guy. When asked by a third party why she wasn't interested, I was
told she said,
"He's a nice guy but..." But nothing, ass munch. You said what you
wanted and I gave it to you. You don't go into a car dealership
and say, "I want a blue car." You say, "I want a
blue car that does a whole bunch of other stuff." You have
ideas. When somebody asks you what you're looking for, they're asking
you "What can I give you that will make you like me," or like this
thing, depending on if you're buying a car or looking for a date.
If you know you're not going to like me you say, "Antlers, or Webbed
toes, or maybe "I DON'T KNOW," WHICH HAPPENS TO BE THE
TRUTH. You don't know what you want and you're going to date the
wrong guy fifteen times before you realize it.
I've realized that way too much in this world is placed on the
physical. Most people just don't want to admit that, "Well, it could
have worked but he just didn't have the butt I was looking for."
No one wants to admit that. No one wants to admit that you want
a guy who's six foot tall so you can rest your head on his shoulder
and poke you with his ram rod so it comes out your ears. IF that's
what you want, then tell me that.
"I want a nice guy." Well duh! You'd have to be some kind of really
really evil if you said "I want some dumb ass that never cracks
a smile." But I know plenty of women that date them. These are the
worst women. The ones who say they want the nice guy, but always
find the creapiest low life in the world. He's a jerk. You're not
going to be able to fix him. You're not going to change him. GIVE
IT UP. There's nothing good, healthy or fun about a guy who treats
you like crap. What the hell is wrong with you?
"But he's always nice to me." I've always loved this
excuse. So what you're saying is that you would date any freak on
death row if he was nice to you.
The problem men have is that they need to realize that all women
between sixteen and twenty-two are crazy. They have no clue when
it comes to dating. And then women after that age just sit around
and belly ache about not being able to find a guy. Well duh! Men
are so pissed off they found the first woman that was decent to
them and shacked up. While you were dating Johny Nightmare they
were getting on with their lives.
Somebody once told me that women mature faster than men. That might
be true for the first twelve years, but after that I think women
start regressing.
And if I could suck it myself we wouldn’t need you at all!