You know how most people have that little voice in the back of their head? The one that tells you not to do certain things, and occasionally tells you to stop while you’re ahead? I think it’s referred to as common sense? Ya I’m not so sure I’ve got much of that. Either they skipped right over it during the creation phase, or it was removed in the delivery room. I’ll let you be the judge.

Exhibit A.

A little background on Exhibit A – The girl, who will remain nameless, mainly because I don’t have a death-wish, nor am I looking to be sued for defamation of character, or slander for that matter, is probably one of the last few wholesome people on this earth. Now, I’m not suggesting that the rest of mankind has been reduced to a bunch of black-hearted sinners, but essentially, it has. Picture a virgin, in a sorority, and you basically have her. I don’t even know how that happens in real life.  Chances are you’re not going to find her on Tinder, least of all, going on dates with the wonderful people of Tinder.  To say we’re a little different may be a bit of an understatement. Polar opposites might be closer

I may have made a slight judgement error when it came to my choice of words….

At this point most normal people would have placed their foot in their mouth, or avoided the entire situation in the first place by saying just about ANYTHING else! But no, this is me we’re talking about here, and that would have made far too much sense.

Exhibit B

Here we have Exhibit B, and for whatever reason, she is still talking to me at this point.  Exhibit B more more or less confirms the absence of that little voice, and why I should not own a cell phone, or communication device of any kind.  Set me up with two Styrofoam cups, a piece of string, and I’ll find a way to put the wrong words together.

I think they call that love?