Rob Dutcher
My parents’ idea of the perfect spouse for me involve the ideals of a long dead culture.
My spouse should be roughly my height or taller, and be able to lift at least as much as
myself. She should be able to best me at two out of three rounds of both armed
and unarmed combat. Faithfulness is of the utmost importance, as is the
ability to support the family in a time of crisis. Her skills must include the
ability to kill and cook local wildlife. Similarly, she must possess the
knowledge of how to identify and prepare any edible plant life native to the
area. She must accept and embrace that our first born son’s first name will be
Ben. She must not be a vegetarian.
My criteria are slightly different than those of my beloved parents.
My ideal mate should smile easily and often. Honesty is important above all,
though faithfulness is a close second. I would it if she were shorter than me,
though, much like all the other physical preferences I have, I am not about to
turn anyone down solely on the basis of height. I would like her to have dark
eyes, such as brown or dark blue. As shallow as it may seem, I prefer slender
mate. Muscular is fine, as long as it does not interfere with her form. I
would prefer her to have the same dislike of feet that I have, so that even
if I find her feet attractive, I do not have to deal with them on a regular
basis. I disapprove of addictions, but am more than happy to help those who
want to quit. She must not be vegan. I must be able to trust her. She
must be ready to accept me and my many moods. She must be able to deal
with the fact that I am not a morning person. She must also be able to
deal with the fact that I do not write good conclusions to my papers.
English 12
Per.1
April 5, 2000