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Unrelated.

Ladies, it is an honor. But it is unrealistic as well.

 

If I were to accept you all in a 'relationship',

I imagine yourselves all lined up in a backyard.

 

I am speaking through the speaker.

"Hello. Testing. Testing. ah----Is this mic working?"

 

"Thank you all for your decision to spend the rest of your lives with me.

As we proceed,

 

I must state that we will spend approximately about 3 hours together, per month.

 

Prior to this meeting,

Please thoroughly take a shower and expect abysmal performance in bed.

If any.

 

Please understand, opposite of semen retention in men = inevitable depression.

While I am happy and content in a deeper level, I will be affected by this.

 

Thus my hygiene will be questionable.

 

If you become pregnant, it's all on you.

 

I will be an absentee father for sure.

 

If you are okay with this, proceed to your designated rooms.

 

We will try and dine together at designated hours.

 

During this time, you will not speak to me. For I am busy eating.

 

I will email you when I am ready.

 

Please focus on yourselves until then."

 

 

You see how that isn't going to work out?

 

It's just wrong.

 

 

It will inevitably become like a squid game for my attention if there are too many.

What was the squid game again? Battle Royale?

 

Ladies, i'm not worthy. Move on.

I am happy with my chosen few.