I use the world wide web. I have made extraordinary five star four course meals using only an egg beater and an easy bake oven. I'm a stellar hugger and a world class cuddler. I enjoy smoochies. I Dance With The Allstars. I party like its 1999 while my hair remains in the 80s. I'm Americas Next Top Hand Model. I never perspire. My strengths outweigh my weaknesses. I've been tandem bicycling. I once read Paradise Lost, The Odyssey and War Peace all in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire dining room that evening. I'm a sucker for a cutie patootie. I shower daily. People swoon over my original line of corduroy evening wear and canadian tuxedos. I strum the guitar. I bake 30 minute brownies in 20 minutes flat. Moms love me and children want to be me. I know the exact location of every item in the supermarket. I invented the scarecrow dance. I always pick the most fullest and symmetrical christmas trees. I wear rip jeans so my skin is showin on a hot night when the wind is blowin. I eat soup. I'm a go getta. I dislike corn-cob pull ups and the sound of styrofoam. I know matters of the heart and the build up of atherosclerotic plaque process. I sleep once a day. I'm the Bachelor of the year and a complete dreamboat.
For the first date I want to make everything awkward and stare into your eyes in a weird and uncomfortable manner. I want to try to trip you when you walk in front of me. I want you to give me your jacket when I'm cold and open the doors for me. Whenever I enter a room you whistle a romantic theme song or howl.
