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| Brain = most erotic body part.
I'm in decent shape (abs of plastic, or that crusty Jello that you left out overnight), and financially stable. Share rural home with two dogs and two cats. I know which half-century the Civil War occurred in* (and who won), who wrote the Odyssey, and how to use a Q in Scrabble.
*Yeah, I know, preposition at the end of a phrase.
I seek companions with various sensual/sexual tastes, from just-this-side of Vanilla to Key lime Jalapeno and beyond. Are you the captain of your own ship and used to looking out for #1? If yes, we just might get along. Of course, times will come when I must work to modify your behavior. For your own good, of course.
I think the following stuff is funny:
1. There are three kinds of people... Those who can count, and those who can't.
2. Did you hear about the new restaurant on the moon? The food's great, but there's no atmosphere.
3. A horse walks into a bar, and the bartender says, "Why the long face?"
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