Not much to say. I have my own business that takes up a lot of my time, and my son (who has leukemia) takes up the rest of it! I'm usually up for most anything within reason, and the right amount of alcohol can push the barrier of reason pretty far!

I try to return all rates, but sometimes they get away from me. I apologize in advance if I miss you. Sh*t happens. I try to rate pics of you... not your gun, not your fish, not your favorite shoes... YOU! I try to rate pics of humans rather than funny stuff if I'm pressed for time. But, as you can tell from my pics, I do like the fun stuff too. Don't get your balls in a bunch because I didn't rate 1000 pics of your front lawn... I try to rate when I have time, and that isn't always during happy hour... sorry, but you'll have to deal with 2 points instead of 4. I also do not downrate PURPOSELY. I'll skip a pic rather than downrate it. If I happen to rate your pic a 9, please don't notify your Fu-posse to fu-threaten me in my Shout Box. It was an accident, an oversight. Please find a better way to channel that energy... maybe as a test subject at a lab somewhere? I like the secret admirer game... but, it is just a game. Just because we match does not mean I want to move into your cabin in the backwoods of Montana with you and pop out a dozen of your kids while I watch you drink, spit, and stud horses.

I don't have a webcam, so please don't ask me to cam. If you want to chat, fine... but don't just hit me up when you're horny. I have a family and, surprisingly enough, your hard on isn't a priority to me. If that's all you want to talk about, chat with someone else. I don't mean to sound like a bitch, because I am really not, but it's getting irritating to have someone shout at me and as soon as I tell 'em I'm not horny, they're gone... time is precious, so let's not waste each other's! I try to avoid the drama, but for some reason, it finds me. I have a very firm grasp on the whole real/internet life barrier... and my real life will always be priority. I'm sorry if I don't fall into a deep depression because you fu-flirted with someone else. Oh... and don't f*ck with me... I'm not in the mood... ever!

OK.. so maybe I did have a lot to say. But, it's not like anyone reads these anyway...