You ask an intriguing quesion. Why the hell are you still single? Deep. Such profound study has intrigued men for eons. For it was the Greek philosopher, wordsmith, and 3-time (at that time) world champion tetherball king Oedipus Schmoedipus who pontificated outloud that there are myriad reasons why you are single. Of course he did this in 3.421 BC but that’s neither here…nor there.
So let’s examine. Have you just not met the right person? Who knows. Why do birds suddenly appear, every time that you’re near? Greater men have been stumped by this question. Is it possible that you haven’t met the right person. By jove, of course it is. But then one must get into the semantic and boisterous debate on the merits of “right”. Does “right” mean perfect in every way that you want or does it mean “man who loves you but chain smokes potpourri”. Me no know.
Are you too picky? I don’t know. Are you. You’ve given me nothing to go on here. Could it be that the men you encounter are being picky. Hmmm? Hmmm? Think about it. But you’ve declined men’s advances for lack of interest, as you are prone and wont to do. Thing is, you didn’t want those suitors for a reason. They only look appealing at this point because you have no one.
Have you seen I Am Legend? Of course you have. WILL SMITH IS IN IT! *chaching*
Yeah, okay. So THERE? That’s where there was no one left. For goodness sake he talked to mannequins. He even FLIRTED with mannequins. Do you know how desperate you have to be for human interaction to cavort and scheme on a mannequin? Exactly. You don’t have that problem. Heck, I’m talking to you. Pony up chick.
I don’t know why you’re still single. But asking me isn’t going to change that. Unless of course you send a picture and you’re smoking hot in which case, let’s turn that frown upside down.