Actually, no, I don’t want compassion or healing (I don’t even know what that is in this context).
I want to love god, enjoy my grown kids, honor my parents, love my country (and hate the government), work hard and produce great art and wealth and have ravenous hot hard horny sweaty sex (and I know how to do this). Is that too much to ask?
I am cute, educated, connected, smart, charming, industrious, resourceful and engaging with a tight body and have never balding curly hair.
Get off of my cloud.
Heh heh...
You know the Rolling Stones lyric: "Hey you! Get offa my cloud?"
Well, in Scotland it goes: "Hey McCloud! Get offa my ewe."
Oh well, we buggered this thread by showing that the result of dating or courting is that you end up with a creature in your house 55% of whom will take 50% of all you have worked for and 100% of your kids.
Did you know that the divorce rate among Army Officers is 85%?