Dear Men of LA:
Everyone has baggage. But there’s baggage and then there’s what the fuck? Let me show you guys what’s the difference:
Baggage: I may like to drink more than I should and smoke too much weed. WTF: I’m drunk every day by noon and like to run naked up and down the street while rolling.
Baggage: I’m divorced. WTF: Hey, I’m just recently divorced from my third wife and I’m looking for a baby mama and or fourth wife.
Baggage: I just got hurt from my last relationship and I’m hesitant about dating. WTF: My last girlfriend was a psycho and she tied me to the bed and tried to cut off my penis. I kind of liked it.
Baggage: I don’t have a job right now, but I swear I’m looking. WTF: You know, I really don’t need a job. I’m more interested in trying to find myself.
Baggage: I have sex issues WTF: You know I really don’t like people and I haven’t had sex in five years. But maybe I’d like to have sex with you though.
The take away from this is that it’s OK to have a little baggage. Sometimes it’s even OK to share your baggage with other people. But keep the WTF to yourself. No one wants to know your WTF!!