
There’s a story in Canada’s Globe & Mail that confirms what you were saying about dating girls in winter. They talk about “the dating equivalent of buyer’s remorse.”

Here’s a quote:
This got me thinking about another hypothesis, one of my own: Given this half-delusional attraction, it would obviously be a grave mistake to get involved in a serious relationship at the end of February. See, if a guy gets together with a woman he finds attractive in the summer, then in the winter she’d be extra hot. The other way around, however, would leave him regretful when the weather turned warm, bringing on the mating equivalent of buyer’s remorse. He might have thought he was happy with his Ford Fusion when he bought it with his Christmas bonus, but a couple months later, he realizes that the Mustang looks better with its top down. Or maybe he really wanted an Explorer, with all that extra room in the back.
Love,
Dan
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so a quick in then out ! thanks, Dan! yeah a petite girl in winter time who makes me feel like a small dicked pedophile but a real deal russ meyer type all summer long!! Yeah,Baby!
02.26.09 at 1:02 pm
These types of guys are fucked. Is this what they fucking think about so much that they write stupid “man about town” pretend funny and pseudointellectual editorials about accidentally dating fat chicks? I bet he’s a fat, nerdy loser with bad facial hair, breath that smells like hot garbage and mustard stains on his sweats who is embarrassingly incompetent at eating pussy. You’re fucked you loser.
02.26.09 at 6:02 pm
I just read that article.
It’s another classic puff piece from the Globe “Living” section: start off with a tenuous, shaky premise, throw in a couple “expert” opinions, and then round it off with 500 words of personal anecdotal garbage to back it up, none of it funny (although the author clearly thinks it is). I hate Toronto.
02.26.09 at 8:13 pm
Janie, that was sexy. If I hadn’t just committed to a relationship, I’d offer to eat you out.
All the friends that gave me Dan-advice forget what a pussy even smells like.
02.26.09 at 8:36 pm
Janie, that was sexy. If I hadn’t just committed to a relationship, I’d offer to eat you out.
All the friends who gave me Dan-advice forget what a pussy even smells like.
02.26.09 at 8:37 pm
aymo, forget your commitment for a minute and meet me at Union Pool tonight
02.27.09 at 12:38 am
i get laid alot more during the summer and, during the winter, i pussy-hibernate with my girlfriend who i dearly and sincerely love and find a totally legitmate, and unexpected, reason to break up with around…say…..late march.
it’s fucked up really.
02.27.09 at 1:46 am
who the hell reads the globe & fag anyways?
02.27.09 at 8:30 am
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