It’s hilarious when you see people reading romance novels. Today I saw two women reading the same romance novel on the train. I thought to myself that it was actually pretty sad, but funny. I’m guessing they both wanted a threesome or polygamous arrangement with Fabio.

These are novels for a reason. They’re fictional narratives of people that you will never meet because they’re too busy reading romance novels. When you’re not reading romance novels, you’re bitching about men at your fondue/sex toy/tupperware parties. And you wonder why you can’t meet a man who is “sensitive” and has “feelings”.

Ladies, I have a cure for you. Learn to find the beauty in beer, sporting events and hot dogs/nachos. You want romance? I just told you where to get it. It’s not in Danielle Steel novels. She would never know because she’s too busy writing romance novels. Trust me on this one. You want to have a hot date? Buy some baseball tickets and bring your bankroll.

I’m available Friday and Sunday next week. Arena football is a no go.

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