They told me you had permanent fatal errors, but would I listen? I like a good (choose one) challenge/bimbo/fixer-upper/urchin/bad boy/SS officer/white rapper/clownfish/ punctured left ventricle/serial monogamist.

I looked out over the city and saw an inky black cloud moving across it. When it got closer, I saw it was not a cloud, but a flock of sparrows the size of pterodactyls. They swooped over the zoo and picked out all the lions, then landed in a wide field to rip them apart. It was such an incredible sight—sparrows devouring lions—I couldn’t believe my luck. I sure felt bad for the lions, though

I like to date people who are entirely inappropriate for me in some way, so that I can say, when it doesn't work out, well of course it didn't work out, he was only twelve, or, of course it didn't work out, she was a computer-generated squirrel.