When I, a 31 year old single male who seems to change jobs once a year out of business principle or moral principle and couldn't tell you within reason if I were a liberal or a conservative bcause I'm that Fkd up, goes to a party and ends up taking home a 19 year old college girl because she happens to like the same music/movie/politicIian/PAC/monster truck/dinner/punk band/writer as I do. On one hand I get hell from my grandma who says I'm too old to be single, on the other I get to boink young ladies who weigh 100 lbs and can put their ankles behind their heads. I may die alone, but I can assure you, I will die happy. That is heaven