The Journey of a Man
 

When I was 14, I hoped that one day I would have a girlfriend.

When I was 16 I got a girlfriend, but there was no passion, so I decided I needed a passionate girl with a zest for life.

In college I dated a passionate girl, but she was too emotional. Everything was an emergency; she was a drama queen, cried all the time and threatened suicide. So I decided I needed a girl with stability.

When I was 25 I found a very stable girl but she was boring. She was totally predictable and never got excited about anything. Life became so dull that I decided that I needed a girl with some excitement.

When I was 28 I found an exciting girl, but I couldn't keep up with her. She rushed from one thing to another, never settling on any thing. She did mad impetuous things and made me miserable as often as happy. She was great fun initially and very energetic, but directionless. So I decided to find girl with some real ambition.

When I turned 30, I found a smart ambitious girl with her feet planted firmly on the ground, so I married her. She was so ambitious that she divorced me and took everything I owned.

I am older and wiser now, and am looking for a girl with big tits.

My father told me to look out for many of the same things in women.

A woman that doesn't drink is no fun, but you don't want one that will drink your last beer.
A woman that hates sports is no fun, but you don't want one that will root against your favorite football team.
A woman that doesn't want to have sex is just bad, but you don't want the horny one that winds up in bed with your friend(s).

Love, much like juggling chainsaws on a tightrope, requires balance. (and could result in bodily harm unto death if done wrong)

that is sadly kind of funny and true. the grass often seems greener on the other side of the fence.

Wait a minute... Are you telling me there's another side to this !@#$%^&* fence!?

A perfect illustration of the saying "Youth is wasted on the Young".

Btw I famed your last sentence, reverend.

:D

got a chuckle out of me.

doesn't it suck being a bastard of young?