(Title courtesy of a song by Alejandro Sanz; one of my favourite singers)
I really liked this one girl… but she wasn’t good for me. Still I liked her. You know me stubborn.
I thought she liked me too… but guess I can never know for sure… that is until you find out she actually thinks you’re not even worth as a human being because you don’t share her believes. (First girlfriend flashback…)
People often tell me I’m too picky but when the girl you like thinks you’re a murderer simply for having a nice juicy steak… well, call me crazy but there’s got to be something wrong in that picture, right…?
I mean I don’t mind if you wanna be a vegetarian but you gotta live and let live.
Too bad it wasn’t her. She had potential.
Oh, Vargas, dear… you said she had potencial…
Let me fix it: She had tits. Big ones.
that too