I have recently begun to explore the world of online dating. This is new to me. Until now, my only experience with on line dating was striking up a conversation with my grocery store cashier. This was a peculiar relationship. Indeed, for months my only purchases were magnum condoms, whipped cream, and craisins. Why craisins? Well, if you would like to find out more, perhaps you should contact me via my new online dating page.
This, you see, is my problem. Until now, I have sought to woo women with my profound brilliance and useful knowledge of the sexual possibilities of dried fruit. These are woeful strategies. And while I’ve longed for quite some time to possess the sexual credibility to call myself a “playa”, I’m afraid a “playa” I am not. So it is that today I set up my very own online dating profile, excerpted below for your viewing pleasure. I look forward to your comments. Constructive criticism would be appreciated.
Appearance: If you’ve ever watched an NBA game on television, then you already have a pretty good sense of who I am. I am the ultimate combination of basketball superstars. Jordan’s hair. Barkley’s girth. Bird’s skin-tone. Muggsy Bogues’s height. Indeed, I AM what you think of when you think of the NBA.
Profession: I am what many consider to be the best lawyer in the United States of America. Dershowitz ain’t got shit on me. Should you choose to respond to my many emails, many of which say things like “please respond to this email”, you will learn about my profoundly successful legal career. As a matter of fact, in recent years the New York Times named me “Attorney of the Century”, albeit in an advertisement I personally wrote and paid to have run in the New York Times. But still, every word was true.
Interests: I am a student of history. Indeed, I read many biographies of past US Presidents and reality television stars, sometimes simultaneously. So it is that I confuse historical icons with quirky 20-somethings trying to keep it real. For instance, the sixth President of the United States was none other than John Quincy Adams, or as his congressional brethren called him, J-Woww.
What I Am Looking For In A Woman: I like my women like I like my Chinese dumplings – piping hot and vegetarian.
My Ideal First Date: We will meet under a streetlight in the dim, grey light of dusk. You will look beautiful. I will look nothing like my picture. Our eyes will meet and I will be drawn to you from across the street. I will dart across traffic to greet you. I will get hit by a 2001 Ford Focus. It will not hurt. I will rise from the street and embrace you. You will not call the police. Our affair will begin.
Lastly, I realize my picture is quite old. Also, I realize it is a picture of Muhammed Ali. I have no explanation for this whatsoever.