Any Woman Who Rejects Me


Makes a mistake.

I don't give a fuck, who argues against this:

There is no better bachelor on earth.

I am not the best baseball player in America.

I am not the strongest man in the universe.

I am not a whole bunch of things.

But I am the best bachelor, on earth.

The woman who says yes to me will be unendingly happy.

The women who say no will not be that happy with another guy. Impossible. Because no other guy knows what the fuck he's doing.

I am not at the time when she who says yes and I are together. When I won't give, a goddamn hoot, about those other women. Until then I am pissed. Not really at them. At myself, for picking the wrong one.