Yes, I've seen you, and I honestly doubt you could ever convince a woman to settle for you. Especially with all those strapping young WASPS you hang with, why go with such a crass asshole like you? 
Okay, you're a fat fuck that BRAGS about having slipped his tiny pecker in "one or two" undoubtedly drunk and or passed out women's snatches.
You obviously don't know shit about women. I was on a date earlier this week and the girl couldn't stop gushing about how blunt and honest (read: a "crass asshole") I was and how it was such a refreshing change it was from every other guy that lied/kissed up to her to try to get into her pants.
They like the way I act. They like my brash, unfettered, care-free mannerisims tempered with a dynamic and engaging sense of humor.
They like that they can converse on just about any topic with me for as long as
I see fit and not get bored out of their skulls.
They like the fact that I can go to the mall with them, help them pick out what shade of makeup they should buy, and yet still maintain a sense of uncouth manliness that makes them cream in their panties.
Homie, you're a fat fuck that gets drunk watches Adult Swim every night. You're no different than your average 19-25 year old male who wears Family Guy tee shirts and says shit like "lolz" in real life. You bring little to the table when it comes to women. They sneer at the likes of you.
I however, leave an impression. That's pretty evident from the list of female names in my received messages/calls section on my cell phone.
Women don't "settle" for me. They aspire to get with me. That is if they know what the fuck is up.
I'm going to stop talking about women because quite frankly, it's tacky and my experience with them is only typical of a male that has it together, nothing extraordinary, but quite frankly, I'm a god amongst a good lot of you.
