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32 Toronto, Ontario, CA Man


I’m looking for

  • Women
  • Ages 25–40
  • Near me
  • Who are single
  • For new friends

My details

Last online
Apr 15
6′ 0″ (1.83m)
Body type
Mostly anything
Very often
Leo, and it’s fun to think about
Graduated from masters program
Likes dogs and likes cats
English, Italian (Poorly)

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My self-summary
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I showed my mother this profile and she said 'this is why you're an embarrassment'. Thanks mumma.

I'm going to give you a recipe for a really awesome cocktail. People don't even read profiles anymore, so I might as well fill this space up with useful tripe. I'll keep things fresh and update it with something new when I can.


This is a super classic cocktail. You can find it in the Savoy Cocktail Book by Harry Craddock on page 52.

It is one of the very first fancy out of my comfort zone drinks I had when I was a much younger man just getting into this game.

Keep in mind, this cocktail will get you stupid hammered. There is nothing wrong with that; just be careful. These are called corpse revivers for a reason. What that reason is I don't want to exorcise the thought of.

This is a 4oz cocktail with 3 oz of delicious alcohol. You can tailor the measurements to whatever you want, but what's the fucking point?

EQUAL PARTS (1oz) of

BEFORE you do ANYTHING. Make sure your cocktail glass is CHILLED. Take a BARSPOON of ABSINTHE and coat the inside of the cocktail glass with it. You don't want too much absinthe, just COAT THE FUCKING GLASS WITH IT.

Okay. Take the rest of your ingredients into a shaker. Hard shake. Double Strain into your cocktail glass. VOILA. After 2 of these you're going to start feeling it in your legs. If you're lucky enough, you should be spreading them for some lucky bastard.
What I’m doing with my life
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I’m really good at
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coming up with insensitive names for clothing stores, restaurants and strip clubs.

counting dirty money

ignoring my phone (fuck you, phone)

dating. I've been offered jobs for dating services. I'm that good.
The first things people usually notice about me
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My beard. I get food in it quite often.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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I think Where's Waldo has been my most challenging read so far.
My favourite movie is unquestionably Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull. I mean, it only destroyed my childhood forever. Food? Well, I'm a level 4 vegan, and won't eat anything that can cast it's own shadow. So... I'm kind of better than you already.
Music: Roxy ;)
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
1. Orgasms. Or any sexual release. Like an orgasm.
2. The internet. It's on computers now!
4. Cash Money
5. My 1200's. My 1's and 2's. My wheels of steel. Don't know what those are? Google has your answers.
6. T & A. Hey, find me a *straight* man who can't amirite?
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
sharing needles with strangers.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
I find the saddest bar in my neighbourhood and ask the bartender to start feeding me whiskey. This goes on for about an hour when I begin to notice how drunk I'm getting. Time to order some food. But wait, I don't like eating food in public places. It causes too much anxiety. After gathering the courage to ask for my bill (I'm socially inept), I leave a 22% tip, most likely fall trying to get off my stool and begin my long journey stumbling home. There is a nice row of bushes near my place that I love to fall into once in a while. I've put a really nice groove into that bush. It's a source of pride for me.
When I get home, I order a pizza. While I wait, I pour myself G&T's and watch cartoons to keep myself entertained. The pizza arrives, and I place it on my counter. To celebrate, more whiskey is poured. By this time, I'm light speed drunk and not even hungry anymore. The pizza just sits there, on my counter, lonely, as I pass out on my couch listening to the musical stylings of Daryl Hall & John Oates.
The only hard part of this Friday night is realizing it's only Tuesday.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
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I fear I'm losing my back alley appeal.
You should message me if
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most people don't reply to my messages. I get it. But you're wrong and I hate you.