Unfortunately things are never quite that simple.
On the one hand, she's a total cutie, loves to cook and is very good at it, has a great job, is one of the lowest maintenance women I've ever met, has the sweetest personality that my entire family loves, and she loves, loves, loves college football.
On the other hand, she uses a lot of emojis when she texts, and I find that really annoying.
Must not be that hot if you'd let something like emojis bother you?
Did I ever tell you about Bekah-2? She was a dancer at Sugars in 1992 and she was so unbelievable drop dead gorgeous I can't even begin to describe her and for whatever motives she took a liking to me and I was smart enough to hop onboard to ride that mustang as far and long as she'd let me ride.
We got to the house and she had a kid. Didn't bother me. She was gorgeous. Kid's father was there watching the kid and generally just lingering forever undefoot like a big lazy hound dog. Didn't bother me. She was gorgeous.
She smoked crack. Didn't bother me. She was gorgeous. Her house was a hovel filled with dirty laundry, empty dishes and fastfood waste. Didn't bother me. She was gorgeous.
She was fascinated with death and loved to pore over a coffee table book filled with black and white photos of dead people. Her favorite was Benito Mussolini who had a swollen pumpkin head cause apparently everyone in Italy took a kick at his corpse. Didn't bother me. She was gorgeous.
Her mom was in prison for killing her dad by stabbing him 53 times with a butcher knife. Didn't bother me. She was gorgeous.
She had her momma's raging destructive temper. Didn't bother me. She was gorgeous.
She was an active Satan worshipper who slaughtered goats and drank blood to put evil curses on her best friend because her favorite belt was missing and the friend might've taken it. Didn't bother me. She was gorgeous.
She eventually ran off with Johnny Depp who was in town filming Gilbert Grape. She had to leave me. I never would've left her. She was gorgeous.
I mean she was really gorgeous.