I'm liberal socially, and hence, politically. I'm also very liberal with comma-splices. And grammar jokes.
I recently moved back to Portland to finally capture my degree. Everyone I knew down here two years ago has fled. Be my new friend so I don't have to get a bunch of kitties for my apartment.
Here's the story: This place is a sausage fest. A litany of crotch-logs. A festoon of pant-pontoons. An obesity of oblong extremities. Miles of inches. You get the point. Your inbox is stuffed. If you think we'll click, send me a message, don't wait on me to send you one... I'm not going to get lost in a sea of wangs.