I like to talk to people with original thoughts, because I have so few of them myself.

Blondes with no substance or weddings. Lately I’ve seen so many blonde pretty girls, who look like, lifelike marzipan decorations on a wedding cake. All white, shiny, sweet and pefectly (frighteningly) uniform.
But it’s like eating a 5 course meal and the whole wedding cake yourself. Who wants marzipan then. I can’t think of anything worse. I’d prefer to talk to my intoxiated mother-in-law. At least this way your likely to hear an original thought,…or two.