Choosing the Night’s Mate

It seems that every time I go out I am disappointed with human nature. I have a girlfriend whom I love very much, so every time I go out drinking I find myself as sort of a bystander. Everybody else tries desperately to find someone worthy of making love to, and I stand there and watch all the fails and passes of the evening. And let me tell you something, I am not happy with the way people interact.

It’s always the good guys/girls that are standing in the corner, hoping that someone decently attractive approaches them, and it’s always the shitheads that are too stupid to realize that all they are doing is fucking their lives up by impregnating some dumb whore. I see so much shit that pisses me off at bars it makes me want to bottle every single person in there over the head.

So guys, if you’re a decent hardworking man and can’t find the right girl, don’t go to bars. Every girl in there is an utter whore. You’re wasting your time.

Girls, if you’re trying to meet a guy at a bar, you’re nothing but a whore. The real men aren’t where you are, so get the fuck out.

It seems that good people are so rare in this world, and it’s depressing each time I venture out. From time to time my buddies and I will go out, and each night I find myself wanting to be at my apartment with girlfriend, watching TV and eating some nice food. I recommend this to anyone trying to find some sort of peace in their life.

Night life is shitheads and whores.