Dude Got Game!

Excerpt from The Spinster's Guide to Dating

   ​In San Francisco, there is a new genus of homo sapien. They wear wool caps, thick coke bottle glasses, tight jeans, plaid flannel shirts, drink Pabst Blue Ribbon beer, and look a little like pissed off lumberjacks. They call themselves hipsters.

​   At any Renaissance Fair, coming soon to your area, you have guys donning Norman Saxon tunics and medieval breeches, sipping from beer steins and brandishing turkey legs. They spew out a lot of “thees” and “thous” as they strut about their 20-acre
piece of the Middle Ages.

   California beaches contain your garden variety surfer dude. They wear Volcom t-shirts, O’Neill shorts, and Rainbow sandals. Their locals-only lingo is sprinkled with “brahs” and “barneys” sounding like they smoked a little too much of the evil weed in college.

   And then there are the Hawaiian shirt guys. This is their idea of dressing up and they’ve got one for every occasion. Oktoberfest
finds them festooned in their favorite beer bottles and these faux Hawaiians greet the holidays adorned in Santas and flying reindeer. They’ve taken resort wear to the extreme and desperately need to make a bee line back to the Mainland.
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   So you see…you’ve got a veritable rainbow of men to choose from. They’ve all got game. All you have to figure out is which game you want to play….