I'm re-writing this a little because most people don't get my humor over the internet. I think my sarcasm doesn't quite make it through text. lol. Oh well..... I'm really upbeat and fun, I love to make people laugh. My life is an adventure - I travel a lot, drive random places, go to the beach on a whim and love to go to concerts. I also sing in the shower. Sometimes. Then again, sometimes I dont. If you want a guy with a great career, a great sense of humor and all of his teeth... definitely message me! If you want to know the meaning of life.... go to a shrink. If you have 7 kids, no husband and you're 21.... go to planned parenthood. I really want a long term serious relationship... you know, the kind that you have trust, love and true feelings for each other. Nothing fake,(see Tiger Woods for that) and definitely not looking for a hookup. I mean seriously, you may THINK that all the guys on here are looking for that, but honestly I dont want to wake up one morning with A. a child with someone I dont know, or B. Some disease I can't pronounce.

I know you probably expected my profile to tell you more about me but where's the excitement in that? Talk to me... and you'll find all you need to know. By the way... Im really happy and always smiling so if you don't like being happy and laughing then please move on. I don't take life too seriously. Do I have a career? Yeah and it kicks butt. Do I live with my parents? No. Do I beat puppies? HELL no. I love puppies. I really do have fun no matter what I'm doing. I pull together for family and friends when they need me. I help strangers any chance I get. Helping with groceries, changing a flat tire, fixing something for them or whatever else it happens to be - but I do it all with a sense of humor. You have to. There's too much bad that happens in this world and if you can't learn to laugh and see the bright side of things then its going to be a long, depressing road for you - and im sorry, but I dont want to be on that road.

I would pick you up in a Ford Fiesta with taco bell wrappers on the floor. Id be half wasted in a cut off t-shirt blaring the Macarena. I might have a sombrero on. I'd probably take you to white castle and make you pay. Then again - I might not. You'll just have to find out won't you? (WARNING: the previous story is not based on any true characters. Any resemblence to your last date is purely cooincidental.)