Hmm...

I went out with Kyle last night. He smells good. And he pays for stuff. And he dresses really well for a straight man. That's the end of nice things I can say about Kyle.
Oy! He was late, he talked about football the WHOLE time. And he had roaming hands. Yep. Even after smoothly removing them from where they shouldn't be, they were there again in .2 seconds. I had to tell him no at least ten million times. I had to re-route them. I contemplated getting a kitchen knife and removing them for him so he wouldn't be tempted. It was so irritating. At least PRETEND you respect me! Geez! I had to tell him to leave.
My advice to men like Kyle.....GET MARRIED! I realize you can only maintain high moral standards for so long, so when you start to get a little "older" quit spending all your time watching the game with your college buddies (all whom are married by the way) and find a flipping wife so I don't spend most of the date helping YOU maintain MY morals and values. Idiot.