Solid, strong, smart, looking for a good lady with or without kids.
And yes, as a matter of fact, online dating is retarded. Why am I here? Because my friend Mike talked me into it. The last time I listened to Mike I almost got arrested, had to replace a motorcycle clutch on the beach, in the sand, in the dark, at the bottom of a 30 foot cliff, with the tide coming in, two miles from the nearest trailhead, and fined $400.
The time before that, it was around midnight when Mike decided he wanted to watch the sun rise in the desert. So there we were, 2am, sub-freezing, zero visability, traction-tires required, I-90 up to Snoqualmie Pass deserted except for three WSDOT snowplows and two dumbasses spinning and sliding on motorcycles uphill to the pass in a goddamn blizzard.
So why do I listen to Mike? Because I'm a retard.