h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I know the feeling. The last one I introduced to my nearest family members turned out to have a wife in another city and a girlfriend in yet another. I think sometimes men are like puppies. Even when they shit on the carpet, they're still so damned cute it's hard to be completely angry with them. Some men you can housebreak and some you can't.

I think I may have found a man who is already house trained - Hooray

I have found a nice man, whom I think I can trust. He is not the type to go with my sister.

He lives a long away from me, and I know he has not got a wife and kids at home.

Good hunting. Keep your head in the clouds and your feet on the ground. Or is that keep your eyes open and your feet in the air? It gets confusing when the old hormones kick in, doesn't it?