That's what we called our weekend, as ET was trying to get out the house and away from the gang of polyamorous bisexual pirates who invaded her house that weekend. Yeah.
They are a nice bunch of pirates but when you don't belong with a certain group of folk and you're not into what they are into, you gotta leave.
Anywho, ET, I and Cathy the semi-Orthodox Jew, traveled the city in ET's beat up car complaining that it is so hard to find a guy who shares your faith. Cathy belongs to a large synagogue and mentioned that the only marriage resulting from their singles group was the one for the guy in charge. Me, I'm going to the church of the really, really, blonde people, which is made up of a lot a married people, and older men, not a lot of single men. When I'm not at that church, I'm at the church of the gay lawyer.... do I really need to explain my problem there?
Cathy mentioned J-Date. However, I'm really attached to Jesus and the yentas at the Holocaust museum kinda beat it into my head that one should not mess with Members of the Tribe, unless you are a MOT. Apparently that doesn't stop a bunch of non-Jews from signing up on J-Date and looking for dates. I'm not gonna mess with J-Date, but it was suggested that I go on the Catholic dating sites. Hey if gentiles can try to pick up nice Jewish girls on J-Date, I can try to snag a Catholic boy.
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