I'm not a bad looking guy by any means, but I made my rounds today - bought an earl grey from this cute blonde girl I texted for a bit a free months back, then went and got a cigar and the smokin hot tobacco store chick was working.
Then as I light my stogie and turn my key - my mom calls. I proceed to complain about how finding a woman is like shopping at a dog pound for a pure bred. Then she replies "honey, you aren't going to get a girl if you're still going around in that track suit - girls just don't find that attractive."
Teh fuck mom? You expect me to wear pumas or something?