None-ya, don't bother with this guy. He's still mad 'cause Bif gave him the phone number to a parking garage, when he thought he was gonna get a replay of his night of sodomy and debauchery at the gay bar. Don't worry, Whooter, there's plenty of macho, leather wearing guys that would love to stab you with their pork sword. Just keep hitting the NAMBLA meetings, you'll meet someone special. No need to cry, or take your anger out on None-ya.