Sunday, June 18
i don't need a dog. i don't want to get pee all over myself
maybe it's sour grapes
but i don't feel in want of a boyfriend
neither do i feel ready
if i do get married
it ought to be someone with character and opinions
intelligence and wit
morals and values
not a simpering sycophant keeling to my each and every demand
i don't need a guy to latch on to my every word
and listen to my every command
and occassionally stand up for me when i need it
combine that and the peeing habits of guys when placed in situations
where lavatory conditions are absent or less than satisfactory
then what more would the guy be but a walking, talking dog-doll?
they say
that the girl ought not be put off by the guy who says the wrong things at the wrong times
but fear the man with honey coated lips,
the one who says all the right things at the right time
for the first is awkward in expression but pure of heart
and the latter a well conditioned wolf in sheep's skin
0. oOo
