I have a friend. We will call him "J". He's a nice enough guy, your average teddy bear type. But for some unknown reason...he has the WORST luck with women. And no, I am not exaggerating. I have never met someone who is getting crapped on more in his quest to no longer walk the planet alone.
, folks. It's called word association. I'm going to say a word, and you say the first thing that comes to your mind. Ready? First word: Fat. Second word: Conservative. Third word: Atheist. For now, let's stick with those three. Chances are, you have conjured up some creative vernacular that describes your immediate gut reaction to those three words. Now, bear with me here, what you are about to read may surprise you.