Aye, I'll play your wee game and let you know a little about me.
My name is Michael and I'm currently living in North Carolina but looking forward to moving back to Northern Virginia. Think of it as a failed experiment. I'll be 37 this year. My wife will be 31. She is the one who reminds me that I traded up when I married her (she is my second wife) and that any thought of divorcing her may as well end with me being castrated and then put in a pine box. I like her. She's got moxie.
I have no kids. I lead a fairly clean life and I'm just one of the guys who likes the company of people. I'm also a notorious flirt IRL, however in my online personas you probably wouldn't realize it. Why? There are enough guys throwing themselves at what few women that are online. The poor ladies don't need another one.
I believe in treating people equally. I believe in punching teens who wear trucker caps. I believe in a nice Sunday morning breakfast consisting of several things that are bad for my cholestoral levels but oh so good to eat. I'm the guy that, if you drink too much, will take you back home safely and make sure you vomit in the appropriate receptacle. If you're a woman, I'll even hold your hair back for you. If you're a guy, I'll make sure the other men don't tea bag you. However, the urge to write on you with a permanent marker and/or shave your eyebrows may be far too tempting for me.
I raise my glass of cider to all you other aulds. Well, I would if I could remember which one was mine...
