my name is Jaime and I’m just your typical Midwestern fellow. If you’re a true dime and into making a good time, taking a crude rhyme, and faking a mood fine, then I’m the best you could find.
I’m not only a neat chap, I’m also cool. Like real real cool. You can catch me chilling at the rock with Jamez Withazee. Yeah, that cool. I smoke cloves and listen to chill podcasts about cars and the economy; I’m not two dimensional. I’m unpredictable. I’m literally invisible. My role models’ role model is me. Children respect me.
I enjoy reading about railroads, because I believe history repeats and I want to avoid trainwrecks in my relationships. I’m a sensitive man. I cry at most of Budwieser’s Superbowl ads. Those Dalmations get more love than some of us. Not me though, I’m loved by most. This is due to my trifecta of charisma, explosively good looks, modesty, and counting skills (e.g. 1, 2).
I am a heartthrob. The reason for the rain is sometimes attributed to the time I dated Mother Nature for a week and had to cut it. She was too needy for me and I enjoy my single-use plastic too much. I need my space, ladies! People say that Helen of Troy was the face that launched a thousand ships. That was actually me.
I can also write in cursive. There’s very little that I cannot do.
Obviously, you’re already in love with me. With that being said, look through my interests and hobbies here to make sure we’re a match before hitting me up. I ‘m a busy dude and don’t like my time wasted.
No smokers. No uglies.