My Type
There's a point in Peter Bagge's comic book series "Hate" where protagonist Buddy Bradley realizes his girlfriend Lisa is getting off on hearing intimate details about his friend Jay. Buddy reacts by saying "I didn't know Jay was your type". Lisa responds with "I don't have a 'type' - No wait: Guys with penises, THAT'S my type!".
Now? Now, I'm starting to appreciate Lisa's take on the opposite sex.
Now, I obviously have personal preferences, who doesn't, but they don't go much beyond "I find you attractive" and "I feel like you have an independent streak". Heck, I'm not even hung up much on the whole genitals issue (and neither was Lisa, who had a lesbian fling during the course of the comic).
I don't know. I guess I'm so in love and so in awe of the entire spectrum of femininity that I just can't bring myself to limit myself to just one kind of girl.
Now? Now, I'm starting to appreciate Lisa's take on the opposite sex.
Now, I obviously have personal preferences, who doesn't, but they don't go much beyond "I find you attractive" and "I feel like you have an independent streak". Heck, I'm not even hung up much on the whole genitals issue (and neither was Lisa, who had a lesbian fling during the course of the comic).
I don't know. I guess I'm so in love and so in awe of the entire spectrum of femininity that I just can't bring myself to limit myself to just one kind of girl.