Whoa, Liese.
I have no discernable type. DH is big, burly and Jewish. Ex was tall but slim and Waspy. Other great love was skinny, short and ethnic. They are all wicked smart and made me laugh.
You'd never make it. I'd rip your spine out before you got half a step. Those little legs wouldn't be much good without one of those.
Glory ,'The Killer In Me'
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Scrappy - May 08, 2011 4:26:36 pm PDT #7495 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
billytea - May 08, 2011 4:29:59 pm PDT #7496 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I've only been involved with 2 guys less than 6 feet tall.
I've only been involved with three women less than 6 feet tall. Of course, I've only been involved with three women.
beekaytee - May 08, 2011 4:30:35 pm PDT #7497 of 30001
Compassionately intolerant
I've only been involved with 2 guys less than 6 feet tall.
My spectrum? 4'10"-6'5", everything in between.
§ ita § - May 08, 2011 4:31:01 pm PDT #7498 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
The only commonality in the guys I've been with is imdb entries for many of them. Nothing physical, and not really personality-wise either. They range from my height to 6'8, different races, and dramatically different builds and ages.
Jesse - May 08, 2011 4:34:42 pm PDT #7499 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
My one ex had a definite type, but not specific enough to be creepy, I don't think. Looking at my history, no type.
Amy - May 08, 2011 4:41:03 pm PDT #7500 of 30001
Because books.
I don't have that many exes to choose from, and none of them look alike.
My brother and I both married red-headed Irish Catholics, though.
§ ita § - May 08, 2011 4:42:32 pm PDT #7501 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
My sister's type was college athletes over 6'. She was pretty good at it. But I think she's branching out now.
sarameg - May 08, 2011 5:38:44 pm PDT #7502 of 30001
I know my type. Not happy with it. Which is why I'm contentedly single. Best for all.
So I spent 5 hours with friends, drinking wine, but keeping sober, and gods, I miss spending time with these folks. 3 kids, as much as I am a part of their lives, means we don't get grownup time. Working to fix that.
Arrived home, Anna and Brian out on Anna's porch, and me with uneaten cheese and pie.
So fed them gorgonzola and blueberry pie and am a little drunk at the moment. I love my neighbors.
sarameg - May 08, 2011 5:53:03 pm PDT #7503 of 30001
Aaand the kid who introduced me to projectile vomiting (eta: as his babysitter), his sister posted his wedding photos (chinese) to fb.
Matt the Bruins fan - May 08, 2011 6:00:29 pm PDT #7504 of 30001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
I just have one ex, but the only commonalities I can find among guys at the 2 dates or more level are chest hair and smelling nice.