Besides, he'd mash my corn and pumpkins!
I know I need to get out more here...probably will soon. But it's not as though I've never been involved in anything in my life, and I've really never met many folks who were even *slightly* possibles. Granted, this is a new place and a new time, but...I also don't want to dwell on my being alone to the point where it makes me all upset...if that makes sense? I've done plenty of that in the past, and it isn't worth it.
Maybe you need to have a little wider gate :~D
Maybe a redhead?
Yeah, a redhead! You can put him in a pretty green sarong after he extricates himself from the corn and pumpkins ...
Being a gentleman, he tried to avoid the curvy blonde ... and failed utterly. Being a compassionate man, he checked her out to make sure she was okay, after being hit in the head by a six-foot-five, two-hundred-plus pound man. Being male, and having a pulse, he wasn't entirely sorry sorry the outcome of his experiment --- who knew there were such appealing scenery in the wilds of Washington State?
It wasn't until he sat up that he realized he'd lost his clothes on the way down. His very next realization was that he could, even at the ripe old age of 240 years, still blush ...
But just think of the zucchini...
(I hate being the last one to the party)