The very existence of man is to please a woman

I am tired of re-introducing myself in every talking stage.
What's your name? What's your favorite color? Whats your favorite food? Like what d heck?

Can Jack Dorsey build an AI that answers all the questions the opposite partner will ask me, based on my previous talking stage history?

My entire plan was to play her.
Lure her to my bed and drill her overnight.
Discard her the following morning and never talk to her again.

But guess who is in love now? Me.

If you follow me, won't i follow back?

I wish i could have a 30 mins live session with Jack Dorsey.

I will spend the first 29.9 mins lambasting him on why he sold Twitter.

The money I have is not even enough for me only.
But this girl, is always asking me for money.

Like, damn.
Am I your Father?

I look forward to the day my next door female neighbour, will invite me over.

Oh boy, words cannot describe the build up in my mind.

Her Se*ual fantasy is to see a man bend me over.

Like, what the actual F?

Why am i so unlucky with good women.

Let us take to the high road.

Visit a distant pub at late night.

Have couple of vodka shots and struggle our way back home.

And then spend the next 1 hour at the doorstep, figuring which hole fits the key.

I am a proud "1 minute man"
It is a sad thing to admit.
But when you embrace your shame, it cannot be used against you.

I wear my "1 minute man" badge with honours.