Purpose: Save them the heart ache.
[ ] Must {love} kids. No exceptions.
Note: If you did not check this box, please don't continue.
[ ] Must not smoke.
[ ] Must be a hard worker.
[ ] Must be at least 6'1.
[ ] Must be funny. Then again, it's not too hard to make me laugh.
[ ] Must have a good job- preferably a lawyer or doctor (anesthesioligist would be great) or a firefighter.
Please list other occupation here if none of the above apply to you. I will take these into
consideration. Other: ___________________________________________
[ ] Must play some sort of musical instrument OR own a motorcycle.
[ ] Must think I'm outrageously funny. Because, lets face it, I am.
[ ] Must accept my dorkiness.
[ ] Must be able to grill as well, if not better, than the current man in my life: My father.
*He grills a mean steak boys.
[ ] Must be fluent in sarcasm.
[ ] Must kill ALL spiders. Or any bug for that matter.
[ ] No pets. Except for my beta fish named Morris, and maybe a pet chicken named Izzy.
[ ] No trying to change my mind about ^this^ requirement either.
[ ] Must do the dishes after I cook delicious meals.
[ ] 100% support my obsession with Kyle Beckerman.
[ ] Must be an avid game player.
*I don't mean those dumb video games either.
[ ] Must accept the fact that I can't golf, dance, or do math.
[ ] Must give me a constant case of those dang butterflies.
[ ] Must be willing to go on crazy escapades and adventures!
[ ] Must send me periodic cute texts throughout the day that I can't help but break out in smile.
[ ] Must sweep me off my feet.
*No exceptions.
[ ]Must have the cutest nickname for me. Ever.
Nickname: _______________________________________
[ ] Must be fluent in a foreign language OR take me to lots of exotic places frequently.
[ ] Must use correct grammar at ALL times.
*This is a deal breaker, guys.
[ ] Must love me unconditionally and put up with my stubborness, independent-ness and self-reliant-ness.
[ ] 10 extra points just for making it all the way to this point even though you know this was impossible to pass.
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