Friday, April 17, 2009

Do I Have Breeder Stamped Across My Forehead?

Do I have the word "Breeder" stamped across my forehead and no one told me? Or do I look like a big ass horse?

Why do I keep meeting these guys that want me to breed for them and produce all these children. I kid you not and it's a little frightening.

I have met several men over the last few years that have looked me in my eyes ever so lovingly just as they were scarfing down a greasy burger and say to me, "We would have the cutest kids. What do you think?"

Huh?

"I want a little girl. What do you say?"

Dude, are you kidding me? Where is Ashton?

Apparently I have "Human Breeder" written all over me. And the worst part of all is that not one of my so called girlfriends even bothered to tell me this fact. Bitches!

It's unreal.

Hey, why not forgo the inconvenience of a relationship and subsequent marriage and just drop kids wherever you can and it's all good. No muss no fuss.

Yeah, I'm down with this program.