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datingI don’t date and I do it by choice.  The last time I was on a date was October 23, 2011.  The world is one big bowl of nuts and I’m not ashamed to admit I’m probably the walnut but I have figured out there are three types of women that I would avoid at all costs.  In no particular order here are the signs:

YOU KNOW THE NAME OF AT LEAST ONE “REAL HOUSEWIFE”:  There is nothing “real” about any of these whack jobs.  Watching this show is like making a visit to the local mental ward to observe the patients to feel good about yourself.  If ya wanna live in fantasy land then dress up like Captain America and go to a comic book convention.

YOU THINK FISH ARE PETS:  Let me break the news to ya Moby Dick….anything you can eat is NOT a pet.  Fish are a meal.  Ya can’t train them and ya can’t pet them.  If you actually believe that you are a pet owner because you have a tank on display in your den then ya might wanna consider cooking some pasta and weaving me a basket.

YOU HAVE  STUFFED ANIMALS ON YOUR BED:  Unless you work at the dime toss booth at the fair and your bedroom is a closet for the prizes you need to be on some sort of medication.  You are an adult so start acting like one.  Do ya scream for mommy when ya have a bad dream and still play with your Lite Brite when Amanda Bynes won’t answer your tweet?  I hope not.

Thanks for letting me get that off my chest….I’m going back to posting pictures on facebook of food I’m about to eat and writing various celebrities to ask for autographed pictures.  THAT’S normal!

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I don’t understand “comic book people.”  I probably would be a bit concerned about my own mental capacity if I DID but I do wonder what these people are thinking.  Don’t get me wrong I was a HUGE fan of comic books.  I was also EIGHT YEARS OLD at the time.  I loved “Heckle and Jeckle” and “Scrooge McDuck” but eventually I put those comic books aside because I realized ducks don’t wear tiny spectacles and can’t become  freaking millionaires.

Comic book people eventually graduate to reading about super-heroes.  I suppose this is really the only option they have other than playing World of Warcraft and popping accutane.  Life really is an uphill struggle during the adolescent years for the “comic book person.”  Chances are they also wear braces with rubber bands, play the violin in orchestra and at night they have to put on the “head-gear.”  Just picturing this person makes me visualize him having his underwear yanked to the heavens by the captain of the football team during a class change.  So ya have a tough three years in high school.  Get over it.  It’s just a small slice of your lifetime.  Once ya graduate a funny thing happens……..ya get a clean slate!!!!

True “comic book people” screw up this golden opportunity and take the nerd train for a few more stops.  Some will join Revolutionary War recreation groups.  Some will play Dungeons and Dragons and some are beyond help or any type of logical judgement as they will dress up as their favorite super-hero or villain and actually go out in PUBLIC!!  Let me address these Super Nerds right now:  Look….you are NOT a Storm Trooper, Klingon, Chewbacca or one of the Avengers.  You are a freaking adult.  Adults don’t wear masks or capes.  Star Wars, Star Track, Bat-Man, Iron-Man and Wonder Woman NEVER happened.  It’s NOT real so stop making yourself look like a complete clown-ass at the age of thirty-five.  While I’m on a roll may I suggest it’s also time to move out of your parent’s house!

I think I have made my point and have vented enough.  I’m gonna go play Madden on X-Box.  I’m on the team ya know……