Monday, September 8, 2008

Another Lefty. Lefties Unite!

I met another leftie. I guessed when he told me to look at which arm he had his watch on. Lefties are all coming out of the woodwork.

I have to say, most of the lefties I've known, are very good with their hands. Hmmm. I take that back. They have all been good with their hands.

My question is: why the hell do I keep meeting and being drawn to them? It's not like they wear a "I'm a Leftie" badge on their sleeve.

I wonder, if it's about pheromones, do they put out a scent that is more testosterone-ladden? Or WHAT? because how would I know something is a leftie? The last almost 10 guys I've kissed have all been lefties.

Good with their right hands too, almost ambidextrous at times.

It really doesn't matter, and I don't have a leftie-fetish. I just think it's a little strange I keep going...

How weird would that be? I was just thinking, last night someone asked me at the bar, "So what's your type?" and I said i really didn't know. The woman next to me has a definite type, but I've liked different things about different people. I don't know what my type is. Next time, if someone asks me "what's your type", maybe I'll say "Lefties" and see what people think about THAT! or, what they have to say about it.

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