Nigga, Please!!!!

Okay, I'm not going to name names, but this has been happening to me lately.   Old dudes, that I used to have crushes on and maybe we're still friends today and all the sudden ... what type of dude you like and blah, blah, blah.  Oh, you describing me.  No, in the hell I'm not.  Do you hear the shit I talk about that's not you?  The ambition, the financial security, the lust for life, the road dogness, loves to travel, loves to drive, can take them anywhere, same sex/freak level, bring the passion out of you, good debater, wants kids, a committed relationship, a cohort, etc, etc.  I know you heard the shit on that list that does describe you.  Do you hear the shit that doesn't?  That's stuff is a deal breaker.  Get over yourself.  No body is daydreaming about reuniting with your punk ass.