I'm beginning to look like Jon Lovitz.
I like creepy stuff.
No seriously, I'm a pretty chubby dude. If you're into that, then... hello, ladies.
2.) That weird sound that they play in clubs that sounds like an air horn going through a synthesizer.
3.) Nihilist Arby's.
4.) The knowledge that one day we all die.
5.) That peanut sauce that's supposed to come with Thai delivery that they always forget so you have to order extra.
6.) I dunno... One of those vanilla bullshits from Starbucks?
Otherwise... These are my criteria:
You like portly balding fellows.
You don't talk in movie theatres.
None of your pictures are from burning man.