Who am I? Do you really want to know? Probably not, but I'm going to tell you anyway. Obviously my plan to build a Delorean and go back to 1978 and marry Kathleen Beller didn't go as I would have hoped, but fingers crossed my friends Bill & Ted can help me. In the meantime, this guy needs a gal to call his own.
I am a simple, Hobbit of a man. There will be no pictures of me hiking, rowing, or me sitting, overlooking a lake made of hipster's tears on a crisp Autumn evening. I run (mostly walk) outside every day to maintain a consistent Panda Bear shape. That should be enough for you animals.
As most women on this website are in the habit of making demands, I have a few of my own.
1. I need you to have big boobs. Hopefully a good sized ass as well.
2. Be sweet and gentle. I'm a fragile, delicate flower.
3. Good hygiene, please.
4. Have a minimum of anxiety, driving, or general man hating issues. I'm not driving you around to who knows where, just so you can chew me out about white male privilege on the way there and yet leave me to pay the check.
That's about all I can think of for now, but I'm sure there might be a few other things I don't like, so we'll have to cross that bridge when we get to it.
As you can probably tell, I am more of an old fashioned guy. Hopefully you are the same in female form.
TV and Movies on the other hand, too many to name. I like, and have seen just about everything, but I have noticed most women love the movie "Secretary", which I happen to have permanently recorded on my DVR in full HD.
2. Good bowel health
3. Some sex would be nice.
4. Air conditioning.
I honestly can't think of anything else.