Why we're here (on one account):
For all the charm, sex appeal and awkward hilarity we possess individually, joining forces made too much sense to ignore. Also, we're Siamese twins.
Why you're here (e-stalking us):
You've got a friend who's as pretty, smart and sassy as you are, and the safety-in-numbers mentality lends double dating a little more credibility.
Ideally, this works out well for everyone. Worst case scenario: neither of us hits it off with either of you, and we all shoot the shit with our respective BFF. Best case scenario: ...the mind reels. This is referred to in business as a "win-win."
If you don't represent multiple single ladies, we are also available à la carte.
Nick (aka ZinfandelSF): Creative, deep-thinking, adorable. Goes apeshit for your love.
John (aka JanusSF): Savvy, well-traveled, smoldering. Can't help winning.
We met singing in an a cappella group at college in Philadelphia.
It was man-love at first sight. In modern times we're housemates in
the Lower Haight. By day we're mild-mannered, hyper-talented office
monkeys. The kind that DON'T throw feces. By night we're caped
crusaders creating awesome where there once was lame.
Resisting adorable puppies
Agreeing on joint answers of OKCupid's match questions
Becoming disgustingly wealthy (to be amended soon)
So do we. That's why we don't wear Abercrombie, listen to Phish or live in the Marina.
It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, Arrested Development, Bojack Horseman... your mom?
I think we're both pretty down with burritos and sushi. Correct me if I'm wrong, John. You're wrong, Nick. I'm allergic to seafood. And I hate you. Silence! Get back in your cage.
Not looking down.
And only one of us is 5'11". The other is a certified Little Person at 5'10".