was stuck being a clown. The only
thing I had going for me was the
fact that I was tall, but even there I
was gangly and awkward-looking.
Duck feet. High ass. Nothing
worked.
After suffering my Valentine’s
Day heartbreak at the hands of
Maylene and the handsome,
charming Lorenzo, I learned a
valuable lesson about dating. What
I learned was that cool guys get
girls, and funny guys get to hang
out with the cool guys with their
girls. I was not a cool guy; therefore
I did not have girls. I understood
that formula very quickly and I