Saturday, January 21, 2012

I could never handle a romantic.

Is it too much to ask to be hit in the face every once in a while? To be grabbed and commanded?
I like men. Men that are men.
Do you like Plato? And do you comprehend the Socratic Method?
Congratulations, but can you change a tire? Locate a distributor cap? Lift a refrigerator?
Yes, I'm sorry, but this is important. Your mind is lovely and your words are well, but I need something more that a conversation.
I need pheromones. I need to know my place. I need you to "keep your pimp hand strong".
I know, I am disgusting. I am stereotypical, predictable. I am raw primal instincts, but what are you?
A boy who can't live without ionic bonds or the Golden Girls. A boy that doesn't do his taxes and plans for zombie invasions.
I guarantee you wouldn't last a zombie invasion,
If you are afraid of spiders.
I'm a fan of the hunter/gatherer type. Have you ever shot a gun? Can you pitch a tent?
Yes, a real tent. In the wilderness. Where you could potentially be mauled by wild animals.
What would you do with a wild animal? Pet it? Feed it trail mix?
I bet you would. I bet our camp would be infested with bears.
Sensitive boy, please give me something better. Please tell me that it gets better than this. Please! Be better than this!

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