None of you women are perfect… but you’ll do in a pinch.
How was that? Was that suave and sexy like Singledad??
Where does that get me???
None of you women are perfect… but you’ll do in a pinch.
How was that? Was that suave and sexy like Singledad??
Where does that get me???
BLine, are you familiar with a Beatle’s song called “Nowhere Man”?
Oh B_Line…
Don’t you get it? All the women here are perfect. They have both outer and inner beauty. Each and every one needs and deserves a lifetime to get to know, yet only a moment with any of them is sweet as honey and spicy as a jalapeno.
I’m no poet, but I know the difference between the brittle plastic facade of the “supermodel”, sprayed on for the photo shoot, and the healthy robust beauty of real woman, a beauty created and enhanced by life. I want a woman who has lived, not one who has erased all evidence of her experience.
SingleDad, you’re lucky I’m in Massachusetts, because if I were closer, I’d be stalking you right now!
B_Line12, uh, no. Sorry.
B_line12, nowhere.
SingleDad, honey, if I wasn’t already married to a wonderful man…
Are you absolutely SURE you’re still single???
:rolleyes: …but I was SURE I was the perfect guy also.
Oh yeah, well men are like Slinky’s, want to know why?
Because while they are not good for very much, it can’t help but put a smile on your face whenever you see one tumbling down a flight of stair…
Sorry, I couldn’t resist, do in a pinch, indeed!!
Well… that just wasn’t very nice!
I gotta run… there’s a “Man Show” rerun on! LOL
I’m just kidding BTW… I think your ALL just the cutest little things I ever did see… all acting huffy and all, ARN’T YOU JUST ADORABLE!! ducks and runs and hits the floor and scurrys to door avoiding a cloud of thrown broken and sharp and heavy blunt objects
Actually, B_Line, it reminded me of this:
“You’re sort of everything I ever wanted,
You’re not perfect, but I love you anyhow.
You are the woman that I’ve always dreamed of,
well, not really, but you’re good enough for now.”
– Al Yankovic
You know, while I appreciate the thought behind the words, if a man ever actually SAID this to me, I think I’d barf.
Not me! If someone said this to me in person, I’d probably … well, what I would do would depend on how well I knew the person, but it would be nice.
I’m with you, Michi. While I’m sure you are quite sincere, SingleDad, it would take a very skillful delivery in real life to convince me that this guy wasn’t just spouting what he thought he should say to get me in bed.
I’m not a poet, I never have been one. I can’t make up new words that sound good. All I can do is say how I feel in my wooden prose. I can’t depend on good looks or smooth talk. All I have is honesty and sincerity. If you don’t believe me, well, <shrugs>, I’m used to that. That’s one of the reasons I’m still single: I wear my heart on my sleeve. When I’m in love (or even in strong like/lust), I treat my partner with respect and give her my full attention. I don’t have to be “reformed” or changed. A woman doesn’t have to earn my attention, she deserves it.
I, for one, believe you, SingleDad. I know someone else who is great at these types of words, and I know he means them.
::Swoon::
I didn’t say I don’t believe you, SingleDad, as a matter of fact, I said I was sure you were sincere. However, there is a certian type of guy out there who has figured out that the “sensitive” act will help them score, so I think a lot of women have their BS meters set pretty high IRL.
Of course, that means men like you, who do really mean what they say, don’t always get a chance to prove it.
Eh, Singledad, you don’t have to be a poet. As long as you are sincere, that’s all you’ll need.
Their dewy sweetness is nectar on my tongue.
Oh,I don’t doubt that Single Dad is sincere either. It’s just that that sort of romantic, emotional, gushy talk would make me ill.
It’s unfortunate when a person’s cynicism cause her to suspect and disparage sincerity as inherently dishonest. Such a person puts herself in a double bind, where only hypocrisy and deception are considered “honest”.
And sappiness? Because I’ve stated that I look for inner and outer beauty in my lovers and I am not shallowly engaged in the pursuit of supermodel looks? Oy vey! My choices are shallowness or sappiness? :rolleyes:
I’ve made the conscious decision to be as sincere and honest as I can be, and to accept the appearance of sincerity and honesty from other people at face value. Yes, I’m often fooled, but I would rather be a fool than a cynic.
I know that this decision filters out 90% of potential lovers, the ones who find apparent sincerity inherently suspect. I’m happy with such a filter; It’s a waste of my time to climb that hill and overcome deep initial suspicion.
But when you’ve rejected the apparently sincere, respectful and emotional men out of hand, don’t then complain to me about how all men are cold lying bastards who treat you like dirt.
SingleDad Sez:
Although my moniker would seem to assert the opposite, I have to agree wholeheatredly with Pops on this one.
I’ve been accused in the past of leaving myself wide open to being hurt. Well, yeah! Had I closed off my heart to all who apply for residence, I think that I would have missed out on the most amazing experiences of my life.
Do I have regrets? Sure I do. BUT, they’re not regrets based upon my feelings having been hurt, they stem from the times that I didn’t open up completely.
75 years. That’s all the time that you have on this rock, if you’re lucky. In my case, more than a third of it is gone already. I’m not going to miss a second of the rest.
Dance like nobody’s watching. Play as often as possible. Love like you’ve never been hurt.
Now, I’ll just jump down off my soapbox. I appreciate the venting forum.