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CroupKovacs

33 M Dallas, TX

I’m looking for

  • Girls who like guys
  • Ages 22–45
  • Near me
  • For new friends, short-term dating, casual sex

My Details

Last Online
Today – 2:35am
Orientation
Straight
Ethnicity
White
Height
5′ 11″ (1.80m)
Body Type
Skinny
Diet
Strictly anything
Smokes
No
Drinks
Often
Drugs
Never
Religion
Agnosticism
Sign
Education
Graduated from masters program
Job
Income
Relationship Status
Married
Relationship Type
Non-monogamous
Offspring
Doesn’t have kids, and doesn’t want any
Pets
Speaks
English

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My self-summary
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Foods I can discuss at length. I'm a rubbish cook, but I'm opinionated when it comes to eating food. In short, everything is delicious and everything has its place. Yes, even those spongy-orange circus peanuts. You know you loved them once. Beanie Weenies too. Call me a liar if you like. When you wake up at three in the morning and you wander downstairs with guilt in your heart, you'll remember me. Worry not...I won't be laughing at you. I'll be a thousand miles away eating something terrible right with you. Then our arteries can close a little more, and our spirits can embrace on wings of grease. That's kinda nice, no?

This food question just reminded me of a thought I've been knocking around for a while. Consider the notion of “sad food” for me. Are there foods that are inherently sadder than others? I figure it's all about the context – like so much else. Wedding cake is a happy food, but what about wedding cake eaten by the fistful in a scalding hot shower by a bride still in her wedding dress? Is that not the saddest short story? Anyways...I think I've gone rambly.

Personally, bleeding steaks and sushi have a special place in my heart. I reckon you could serve them at the same time, but that feels clashy. My favorite hard liquor remains Scotch. My favorite cocktail is the ol' Manhattan. I know...you'd think I'd go with the Rob Roy for the Scotch preference, but I guess I'm a sucker for the classics. All told, there's not a food I won't eat, nor a drink I won't drain. For those of you generating a mental image, yes, I'm rail-thin.
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I'm overdressed for every single occasion.