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個人情報
- 性別
- 男
- 探している
- 女
- 国
- アメリカ合衆国
- シティ
- ペンシルベニア州, Glen Mills
- 男女関係のステータス
- 離婚した
- 身長
- 5 ft 9 in / 176-178 cm
- 体型
- 平均
- レース
- 白人
- 宗教
- カトリック
- 職業
- 店員（オフィス/ショップ）
私について
Looking for unconditional love
People interest me. It’s why I have as many friends around the world as I do in Philadelphia. I’ve always taken pride in this and think that you can measure a man by how he treats both friends and strangers. And given that I once gave my last dollar to a man who didn’t have enough money to take the bus, I’d like to think I’m doing okay. When not applying for sainthood, I lead a pretty normal life. I enjoy the steak marsala at Carraba’s. I teach friends to better their golf swings at the driving range. I’ve even been caught singing “Addicted to Love” at various stoplights. But more than anything, I’m a family man. Nothing makes me happier than the sound of my daughter’s infectious laughter. As a good listener, I can be mistaken for quiet, but that’s by people who don’t know me. Really, I’m a gentleman, a softie, and a hopeless romantic. I treat people the way I like to be treated, and don’t demand much in return. Let’s get real and see what life is like under the influence of unconditional love.
You’d go back to the grocery store if the clerk gave you five dollars too much. You laugh when playing board games. You don’t laugh when I iron my underwear. You like all displays of romance. Holding hands on the street. A note on the computer screen. A kiss for no apparent reason. You like my potato pancakes. You love Philly sports. You’re a sucker for a sunset in Miami Beach. You don’t believe that beauty is created by hours in front of the mirror. You tear up when telling a sad story. You trust me and know when to give me space to go out with the guys to watch Monday Night Football. You’ve dealt with pain and come out on the other end even stronger. You’re a cuddler. You trust me with your most intimate secrets and know that they’re safe with me. You know that, after all is said and done, it’s the little things that count most.
People interest me. It’s why I have as many friends around the world as I do in Philadelphia. I’ve always taken pride in this and think that you can measure a man by how he treats both friends and strangers. And given that I once gave my last dollar to a man who didn’t have enough money to take the bus, I’d like to think I’m doing okay. When not applying for sainthood, I lead a pretty normal life. I enjoy the steak marsala at Carraba’s. I teach friends to better their golf swings at the driving range. I’ve even been caught singing “Addicted to Love” at various stoplights. But more than anything, I’m a family man. Nothing makes me happier than the sound of my daughter’s infectious laughter. As a good listener, I can be mistaken for quiet, but that’s by people who don’t know me. Really, I’m a gentleman, a softie, and a hopeless romantic. I treat people the way I like to be treated, and don’t demand much in return. Let’s get real and see what life is like under the influence of unconditional love.
You’d go back to the grocery store if the clerk gave you five dollars too much. You laugh when playing board games. You don’t laugh when I iron my underwear. You like all displays of romance. Holding hands on the street. A note on the computer screen. A kiss for no apparent reason. You like my potato pancakes. You love Philly sports. You’re a sucker for a sunset in Miami Beach. You don’t believe that beauty is created by hours in front of the mirror. You tear up when telling a sad story. You trust me and know when to give me space to go out with the guys to watch Monday Night Football. You’ve dealt with pain and come out on the other end even stronger. You’re a cuddler. You trust me with your most intimate secrets and know that they’re safe with me. You know that, after all is said and done, it’s the little things that count most.
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