As you all know, I'm a dater. I meet, I date, you get on my nerves and I throw you away. That's how I roll.
It has been my experience that most men will ask that inevitable question, "Do you cook?" I look at them for a second then take them to my frig and open it up.
Does it look like I cook?
Yes, that is my actual refrigerator right at this moment.
Labels: Dating, Musings