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The #1 Hook-Up Rule: A Short Blog

There is a rule to hooking up your friends. It's really simple.....trust me.

"Never hook-up your friend w/ someone who doesn't even meet your basic standards. If YOU wouldn't date him and he's not good enough for you...then why's he ok for your friend?"


This isn't to say that the person has to be YOUR TYPE because of course..everyone's type is different. This isn't about type..this is about really basic stuff. It's really about knowing your friend.
You know she won't date a man with kids...this dude has 5...

If the man has questionable ethics or no spiritual grounding..

If he has a funky, cocky attitude and your girl is laid back...

You don't even find dude remotely attractive.....but he "seems nice" (and that just aint good enough)..then let it go.

If you know your girl is a stickler for good teeth..and you say "he has an overbite and a gap...BUT". Don't qualify that with a BUT!

If you know your girl likes thick, tail-back sized men...and you say "I mean...he's on the Rick Ross side BUT..."...please..don't qualify that with a BUT!

If the dude doesn't like chicks with natural hair....and your friend has an Afro.....

Furthermore....

Just because your friend and the person have two things in common...or happen to both be divorced....or you just both so happen to be in brother/sister Greek organizations...or go to the same freaking dentist....or like to have witty Twitter status updates....

*triple SIGH*

Your friend isnt that desperate. At the same time..she isn't someone without standards. She shouldnt accept any and everything because of their status. Dont tell them "oh you so picky" or "Why not step out your comfort zone!" or "give dude a chance" Guess what....it isn't about that! It's about that person just not having the BASICS. PERIOD. Point Blank.


God bless you single friends..but you all have no clue......*sigh*

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