so, small things make me excited, wandering around the city aimlessly, trying to figure out, or remember i saw that one place, someone brought up that one time at the one spot.... ok, i lost my train of thought. i digress.
I'm a creepy, fouled mouth, no kids, never married, no bullshit kinda bird. I like dressing up but 95% of my time is spent in boxers and house slippers.
I'm actually 6ft and a half inch. shhhhh.