Friday, May 18, 2018
Have you seen my husband?
Have you seen my husband? I have been looking for him everywhere! Dating, ugh... I hate that part, I wish there was gay marriage arrangements, your father gets a cow while my family gets rid of me! Everyone wins, my husband may not be the most handsome but he is successful and well respected. Nervous at first, we both realize that the match was perfect and slowly fall in love with each other. That sounds like a fairy tale but who better to dream up a fairy tale than a f.... umm, gay man.
I was saying to someone yesterday that I don't know what scares me more, putting up a profile and having no one reply or putting up a profile and having some really quality guys reply. Nothing can make you feel more like a piece of meat than going on the meat market or is that meet market. Maybe I should use the phrase, "Where's my Husband" as my tag line, that sure would frighten off all the hook up guys and married guys, unfortunately that sounds a little too desperate and probably would frighten off any normal guys as well. What about, "where is my husband, skinny guy obsessed with poultry, cries during movies, lactose intolerant, afraid of spiders, loyal as a German Shepherd, hogs the blankets, dislikes cauliflower, spends way too much time on blogs. Now does that sound hot or what?